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Legendary fictions of the Irish Celts

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I'icti<strong>of</strong>is <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> <strong>Irish</strong> <strong>Celts</strong>.<br />

<strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> night, and he got up and went out <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> bed, and<br />

it's in <strong>the</strong> fields he found himself, and a couple <strong>of</strong> mad<br />

dogs running after him. There was a big tree near him<br />

with ever so many crows' nests in <strong>the</strong> top, and he nm<br />

and climbed up in it from <strong>the</strong> dogs, and if he missed <strong>the</strong><br />

dogs he found <strong>the</strong> crows, and didn't <strong>the</strong>y fall on him to<br />

tear his eyes out ! He bawled, and he roared, and <strong>the</strong><br />

man <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> house came into <strong>the</strong> kitchen, and stirred <strong>the</strong><br />

fire, and <strong>the</strong>re was Jack Barrett on <strong>the</strong> hen-roost, and <strong>the</strong><br />

cocks and hens cackling about him. " Musha, <strong>the</strong><br />

sorra's on you for a Jack Barrett ! How did you get up<br />

<strong>the</strong>re among <strong>the</strong> fowl % " " The goodness knows \ it's not<br />

<strong>the</strong>ir company I want. Will you help me down, honest<br />

man<br />

Well, he got into bed again, and if he did he was<br />

not long <strong>the</strong>re when a bad thought come into his head,<br />

and up he got. He was going into <strong>the</strong> next room, when<br />

Avhere did he find himself but by <strong>the</strong> bank <strong>of</strong> a big river,<br />

and <strong>the</strong> same two dogs tearing along like vengeance to<br />

make gibbets <strong>of</strong> him. There was a tree <strong>the</strong>re, and its<br />

boughs were out over <strong>the</strong> river. Up climbs Jack, and<br />

up after him with <strong>the</strong> dogs ; and to get out <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>ir<br />

clutches he scrambled out on a long bough. The dogs<br />

were soon feeling after him, and he going out far<strong>the</strong>r and<br />

far<strong>the</strong>r, till he was afraid it would break. At last he felt<br />

it cracking, and he gave a roar out <strong>of</strong> him that you'd<br />

hear a mile <strong>of</strong>t", and <strong>the</strong> man <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> house came into <strong>the</strong><br />

kitchen, and stirred <strong>the</strong> fire, and <strong>the</strong>re was Jack sthraddle-<br />

legs on <strong>the</strong> pot-rack. " Musha, Jack, but you're <strong>the</strong><br />

devil's quare youth at your time o' life to be makin' a<br />

horse <strong>of</strong> my pot-rack. Come down, you onshuch, and<br />

go to bed."<br />

Well, <strong>the</strong> third time, where did <strong>the</strong> divel guide him<br />

but to a bed in <strong>the</strong> next room, and when he flopped into<br />

it, he let such a yowl out <strong>of</strong> him that you'd think it was<br />

heaven and earth was coming toge<strong>the</strong>r. " What's in <strong>the</strong><br />

Avin' now, Jack ?" says <strong>the</strong> man o' <strong>the</strong> house. "Oh, it's<br />

in <strong>the</strong> pains <strong>of</strong> labour I am," says <strong>the</strong> unfortunate piper.

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