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Legendary fictions of the Irish Celts

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Ossianic and o<strong>the</strong>r Early Legends. 255<br />

THE STORY OF THE SCULLOGE'S SON FROM<br />

MUSKERRY.*<br />

A long time ago, before <strong>the</strong> Danes came into Ireland,<br />

or made beer <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> heath flowers, a rich man, though<br />

he was but a sculloge, Hved in Muskerry, in <strong>the</strong> south,<br />

and he died <strong>the</strong>re too, rolling in riches, for he was a<br />

saving man. It is not <strong>of</strong>ten that a very thrifty and hardworking<br />

man has a son <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> same character to step<br />

into his shoes, and <strong>the</strong> Muskerry sculloge \\«s no worse<br />

<strong>of</strong>f than many <strong>of</strong> his neighbours. When <strong>the</strong> young sculloge<br />

came to own <strong>the</strong> chests and <strong>the</strong> stockings full <strong>of</strong><br />

gold, said he to himself, " How shall I ever be able to<br />

spend all this money?" Litde he thought <strong>of</strong> adding<br />

anything to it. So he began to go to fairs and markets,<br />

not to make anything by buying and selling, but to meet<br />

young buckeens like himself, and drink with <strong>the</strong>m, and<br />

gamble, and talk about hunters and hounds.<br />

So he drank, and he gambled, and he rode races, and<br />

he followed <strong>the</strong> hounds, till <strong>the</strong>re were very few <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />

guineas left in <strong>the</strong> chests or <strong>the</strong> stockings ; and <strong>the</strong>n he<br />

began to grope among <strong>the</strong> thatch, and in corners and<br />

old cupboards, and he found some more, and with this<br />

he went on a little far<strong>the</strong>r. Then he borrowed some<br />

money on his farm, and when that was gone, he bethought<br />

him <strong>of</strong> a mill that used to earn a great deal<br />

<strong>of</strong> money, and that stood by <strong>the</strong> river at <strong>the</strong> very bounds<br />

<strong>of</strong> his land. He was never minded to keep it at work<br />

while <strong>the</strong> money lasted. When he came near it he found<br />

<strong>the</strong> dam broken, and scarcely a thimbleful <strong>of</strong> water in<br />

<strong>the</strong> mill-race, and <strong>the</strong> wheel rotten, and <strong>the</strong> thatch <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />

house and <strong>the</strong> wood-work all gone, and <strong>the</strong> uppei* millstone<br />

lying flat on <strong>the</strong> lower one, and a coat <strong>of</strong> dust and<br />

mould over everything. Well, he went about in a very<br />

disconsolate way, and at last sat down for grief and<br />

weariness on a seat fastened to <strong>the</strong> wall, where he <strong>of</strong>ten<br />

saw his fa<strong>the</strong>r sitting when he was alive. While he was<br />

* Sceal V/iic Scoloige O'Muscrid/ie. Scolog means ei<strong>the</strong>r a small<br />

farmer, or a generous, hospitable person.

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