FROM TAIT's MAGAZINE.
AN IRISH LADY,
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OF all the strong" or thick" bloods in Ire
land, none is thicker or more fiery and PROUD
than that which fills the veins Of the numerous
decayed scions of the royal race IF the "OSulli
vans" An old gentleman who lived near Ard
| gIll is authors authority for the following
capital illustration OF Il s"rt Of pride by no means
peculiar to Ireland We have seen it equally
rampant, and nearly ridiculous, in certain
parts of our own country. When new ROADS
were forming near Bearhaven, the old gentleman
who tells the tale, happened to pass BY small
party of iaborers, just at their dinner hour-all
were sitting scciably together, consuming their
humble bat warm meal, which their wives and
families had brought-but one was sitting apart
| and alone dsconsolare upon a rock.


From Req. C. Of'Uays Sketches of Ireland.


"E1ow comes it. my honest fellow, that you are
not well provided your neighbors, have you
no wife to bring you your dinnerP'


"Troth, then, il is that have a WIFE, and that's
the cause as why my dinner is not after coming"


"Oh. poor woman! suppose she is lying in.
or she is sick ?"


"Arra musha, not at all, your honor troth
she is neither sick nor sorry; I'll be bound. mas
ter, she is as big and as brave body as any
mans wife, from Bear to Bantry; but I'll tell
you. maser, what's the matter-she's lady"


"A lady-why. what do you mean by lady ?"


"Arrn. nov don't you know-sure. she's of a
thick blood. she comes of the OSulIivan's"


Well. but lady as she is, the O'SulIivan's must
eat-she's not above dining-she has a mouth
and teeth like other people"


"Oh then it is she that has. Ate-ech then,
let Biddy O'Sullivan alone for that; a better man
than ever was, she would ate out of house and
home; and then, sir, she would break the bank
in drinking tag. But though, sir, she will ate
dinner with me-ay. and after me-she is not
the one to bring it 10 a poor body that's after
working all day-that would be bringing down
her quality stomach too much. your honor. By
this pipe l hould in my fist. she would as soon
carry Sugar Loaf on her head, or Hungry HILL
in her hand, as bring me land have been n
good man to her) my dinner"


This is strange story. friend"


Strange is il?-why it's as true as you are
there"


Well, but if she don't work or GO abroad she
is surely good wife at home-she knits your
she mends, she makes for you"


"Och, the sorrow one slitch-knit my stock
ings, wash, mend, make for mel May never
sit under Father Mahony's knee or ever see
mass, if one hole in my Stockings she ever Darn
ed, or even one needleful of thread did she ever
fill In mending making for me-"


1t would appear. lhen that you have heavy
bargain OF this lady-wife OF yours


Why, what signifies complaining ? Sure
she's mine and it's the will of God, and that's
enough. But harkee. your honor, land here the
poor fellow lowered his voice to a whisper, and
inclined his head towards my ear, lest any of
he royal OSullivans should overhenr) bv the
powers, il it were to be done over again, I'd
sooner go on board man-ofwar, and live under
l cato nine tails, than be married TO IadD."