[{"node":{"title":"Hanna228","Collections":"Part Three","Contributor":"Linen Hall Library","Coverage":"1951","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, April 7, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Hanna228","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Kipper, Catholics","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/hanna228","Publisher":"Linen Hall Library","Relation":"Linen Hall Library","Rights":"Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA","Scanned image":{"src":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Hanna228_0.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff221\n\nup, and waiting for ye this past hour,\" answered Petie.\n\"Well, put this lamp somewhere, and get in shint wi' the\nbrother. Obediently Petie took the lamp and put it in\nthe small lean-to at the end of the cottage.\n\nThe herd had passed him by this time and he had to\nrun to catch up with the young man who followed the\nanimals. He nodded to Petie and then turned his attention\nKo a little black bitch that snarled and bristled as\nhipper gambolled playfully around her. The young man\nslapped his stick on his moleskin leg. \" Quit that,\nMolly, or I\u2019ll cut the tripes out o\u2019 ye!\" he shouted,\npolitely ignoring Petie\u2019s dog. He turned and again\nnodded amiably to Petie. \"Doesna know a gentleman when\nshe meets one - bad wee baste.\u201d \"But powerful at the\nherding,\u201d answered Petie, not to be outdone in politeness.\nWith a few further words between them the three men\nsettled down to driving the cattle on the long road to\nArdpatrick and the cattle train.\n\nThe two brothers who had offered Petie a day\u2019s work\nin helping with the cattle to Belfast, were Hugh and Peter\nOgle, young larmers from the towniand of Lusky Woods.\nThey were Catholics, which might have deterred Petie in\nhis younger and more obstreperous days. But beggars\ncant be choosers , and Petie's life was now as near a\nbeggarly one as made no difference. He was wanted no\nmore at Bourke\u2019s farm where young Mr Bourke had done all\nthe byres up in tiles and cement with a new-fangled\nmilking machine. At Rathard he could still get a meal\nand a spell of light work, but Sarah had made it clear\nto him that he was a nuisance when he went up too often,\nand had a way of tossing him a pair of done boots or a\ntattered jacket that hurt the old man\u2019s pride. Forgotten\nwas the glib resolution to give old Petie the means to\nlive out a decent old age, and only Hamilton had returned\nthe old man his half-crown rent for the cottage one day,\nand told him not to worry about it again.\n","Type":"Text"}}]