100 MEMORIES OF GLENAUGH. 



Tim ; but it appears I must have lost my 

 way." (I had, by at least two miles.) 



" Come in, sir, and take a hate av the fire ; 

 and thin I'll walk across wid yer honour." 



I decline Tim's hospitality, but not his 

 guidance. Tim is nothing loth to do suit and 

 service on such occasions, as he experiences the 

 pleasures of a gossip with Molly and Sullivan, 

 besides sundry convivial jorums partaken of in 

 their society in the comfortable kitchen of the 

 Wisp. 



"I was getting a little anxious about you, 

 Will," said my uncle, as I came from my bed- 

 room after dressing for dinner by putting on 

 an old suit of clothes and a pair of slippers. 

 " I was on the point of despatching Jack to 

 look for you on the mountain ; but I hesitated 

 before doing that, as, if you happened to call 

 out suddenly in the dark, the fellow would 

 have fainted with fright." 



" How's that: I thought Jack was as 

 stout-hearted as a lion." 



"And so he is, but as superstitious as a 

 negro. He is a firm believer in ghosts; at 

 least in one ghost. I am surprised he never 

 told you the story." 



