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savages, without tails, I believe." He describes 

 t\vo of these Western wild Irish : " Mr. O'Flaherty, 

 born in Aran, was never farther from his native 

 rocks than Galway ; cannot abide the thought of 

 leaving Aran ; a child in innocence and simplicity, 

 in wisdom and understanding most truly a man, 

 in manners and conduct a polished gentleman ; 

 of middle stature, blue-eyed, dark-complexioned, 

 dark-haired, face long and oval, his dress that of 

 the islanders. Molly McAuley, 70 years old, of. 

 singular mental powers, with a figure which, even 

 in decay, bespoke the most perfect symmetry, and 

 a face beaming with beauty, intelligence, and 

 sensibility. Father O'Flaherty, a native of Aran- 

 more, has been here for forty years. Courage is 

 marked on the lips and brow of his manly, toil- 

 worn, weather-beaten countenance a face a physiog- 

 nomist would look at for hours with pleasure, it 

 is so harmonious in all its parts. 



" I went to see his people come from Mass. The 

 colours of the dresses were such as the Roman 

 school have always loved the deep red and blue 

 of the female costumes were relieved by the azure 

 dresses of the men. In one place were men, in 

 youthful prime, drawn together in sober discourse ; 

 in another the old people were silent and contem- 

 plative. Here, too, were young and unmarried 



