[{"node":{"title":"Hanna238","Collections":"Part Three","Contributor":"Linen Hall Library","Coverage":"1951","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, April 7, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Hanna238","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Hell, Victoria Square","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/hanna238","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/Hanna238_0.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff231\n\nscuttled off at amazing speed and disappeared into the\ndarkness of an entry. The soldier picked Petie up\nout of the gutter. His hat had broken the full force\nof the blow, but there was a trickle of blood starting\nfrom his forehead. \"Are you hurt, old boy?\" asked\nthe soldier. Petie clung to him, sick, stunned, dumb.\nThen he staggered away, and leaning against a lampost\nvomited heavily into the gutter. The men shuffled\nuneasily, peering sidewards at Petie. They had no\nsympathy with him now, he was a drunk who might attract\nthe police. They began to laugh and jeer, moving away\nin little groups into the darkness. Only one or two\nfriends of the soldier remained, trying to drag him\naway from the old man.\n\n\"Hell roast ye, Barney, the club\u2019ll be closed\nif we dont put an inch four step ...\" The soldier\nshook himself free. \"Well, on you go - I'm seeing\nthe old one on his bus.\" There was a shout of\ndisapproval at this.\"Come on, Barney, let the ould\nblirt be!\" \"I tell you I\u2019m seeing this man on his\nbus. Now on you go, the lot o' you. If I'm up in\ntime I'll knock on the window - if I'm not I'll\nsee you in the morn.\" Still protesting, the soldier's\nfriends moved away round the corner.\n\nHe half-lifted Petie onto a city-bound tram and\non the slow journey pieced together his day's story\nand his destination, when the tram stopped in\nDonegall Place he helped the old man off and led him\nto Victoria Square. There he propped him against a\nwall and went in search of the Ravara bus. When he\nfound it he went back for Petie. He called the\nconductor and slipping his hand into the old man's\npocket, held up the few coins he found there. \"Is that\nenough to take this man home?\" he asked. The conductor\n","Type":"Text"}}]