The Vagrants of Wicklow. in West Kerry. in the Congested Districts. Under Ether

The Vagrants of Wicklow. in West Kerry. in the Congested Districts. Under Ether

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By (author) J M Synge, By (author) John Millington Synge

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  • Publisher: Rarebooksclub.com
  • Format: Paperback | 46 pages
  • Dimensions: 189mm x 246mm x 3mm | 100g
  • Publication date: 13 September 2013
  • ISBN 10: 1236752562
  • ISBN 13: 9781236752567
  • Illustrations note: black & white illustrations

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1912 edition. Excerpt: ...matters; and before long we came out again, and the son of the house started homewards, leading the new filly by a little halter of rope. Not long afterwards I started also. Outside Killorglin rain was coming up over the hills of Glen Car, so that there was a strained hush in the air, and a rich, aromatic smell coming from the bog myrtle or boggy shrub, that grows thickly in this place. The strings of horses and jennets scattered over the road did not keep away a strange feeling of loneliness that seems to hang over this brown plain of bog that stretches from Carrantuohill to Cuchulain's House. Before I reached the cottage dense torrents of rain were closing down through the glens, and driving in white sheets between the little hills that are on each side of the way. One morning in autumn I started in a local train for the first stage of my journey to Dublin, seeing the last of Macgillicuddy's Reeks, that were touched with snow in places, Dingle Bay and the islands beyond it. At a little station where I changed trains, I got into a carriage where there was a woman with her daughter, a girl of about twenty, who seemed uneasy and distressed. Soon afterwards, when acollector was looking at our tickets, I called out that mine was for Dublin, and as soon as he got out the woman came over to me. ' Are you going to Dublin?' she said. I told her I was. ' Well, ' she went on, ' here is my daughter going there too; and maybe you'd look_ after her, for I'm getting down at the next station. She is going up to a hospital for some little complaint in her ear, and she has never travelled before, so that she's lonesome in her mind.' I told her I would do what I could, and at the next..

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