--_Lord Clarendon._
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THE PUBLIC JOURNALS.
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PADDY FOOSHANE'S FRICASSEE.
Paddy Fooshane kept a shebeen house at Barleymount Cross, in which he
sold whisky--from which his Majesty did not derive any large portion
of his revenues--ale, and provisions. One evening a number of friends,
returning from a funeral---all neighbours too--stopt at his house,
"because they were in grief," to drink a drop. There was Andy Agar, a
stout, rattling fellow, the natural son of a gentleman residing near
there; Jack Shea, who was afterwards transported for running away with
Biddy Lawlor; Tim Cournane, who, by reason of being on his keeping,
was privileged to carry a gun; Owen Connor, a march-of-intellect
man, who wished to enlighten proctors by making them swallow their
processes; and a number of other "good boys." The night began to "rain
cats and dogs," and there was no stirring out; so the cards were
called for, a roaring fire was made down, and the whisky and ale began
to flow.
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