BEGGARS ON HORSEBACK. 



landlady, and applied the Tommies to the mile 

 that remained between us and Dinas Mowddy — 

 having, at all events, discovered that Maathlooith 

 and Deenas Mawthy were approximately the pro- 

 nunciations for the two places. After a quarter 

 of an hour we seemed nearer to nothing except 

 a slate-quarry, and we addressed ourselves to a 

 passer-by of majestic respectability on the subject 

 of the Griffith Arms Hotel. This person informed 

 us, with the utmost difficulty and with much pan- 

 tomime, that " the hotel wass inside — yess indeed," 

 but beyond this his English did not carry him. 

 In that language he did not know his right hand 

 from his left, and graphic semaphoring on Miss 

 O'Flannigan's part did not seem to convey any- 

 thing to his mind, — made him indeed hasten 

 onwards, as one who finds he is entertaining a 

 lunatic unawares. 



As a matter of history, the Griffith Arms is 

 inside nothing ; it stands bare and square by the 

 roadside, without so much as a garden paling 

 before it. But there is a great deal outside it. 



