WITH SYNGE IN CONNEMARA
IhadofteadaywalkingwithJohnSyayearortwoagoItravelledforamonthalohroughthewestofIrelandwithhim.Hewasthebestpanionforaroadwayanyonecouldhave,alwaysreadyandalwaysthesame;aboldwalker,uphillanddowhehotsunaingrain.IrememberadelugeontheErrisPeninsula,wherewelayamongthesandhillsandathissuggestionheapedsanduponourselvestotryandkeepdry.
Wheartedonourjourney,asthetrainsteamedoutofDublin,Syngesaid:Nowtheelderofustwoshouldbeinandonthistrip.SoweparednotesandIfoundthathewastwomonthsolderthanmyself.Sohewasbossandwhewasaquestioherweshouldtaketheroadtothewestortheroadtothesouth,itwasSyngewhofinallydecided.
Syngewasfondoflittlechildrenandanimals.IrememberhowgladhewastostopandleanonawallinGorumnaandwataninafieldshearingasheep.Itwasanoldsheepandmusthaveoftenbeenshearedbeforebythesamehand,forthewomanhardlyheldit;shejustkbesideitandsnippedaway.Irememberthesheepraiseditsleanoldheadtolookatthestranger,andthewomanjustputherhandonitscheekalypresseditsheaddownonthegrassagain.
Syngewasdelightedwiththenarrowpathsmadeofsodsofgrassalongsidethenewly?metalledroads,becausehethoughttheyhadbeenputtheretomakesoftgoingforthebarefeetoflittlechildren.Childrehink,thathewishedthemwell.InBellmulletonSaintJohnseve,wheoodinthemarketsquarewatgthefire?play,flamingsodsofturfsoakedinparaffine,hurledtotheskyandcaughtandskiedagain,andburningsnakesofhay?rope,Irememberalittlegirlinthecrowd,iasyofpleasureanddread,clutchedSyhehandandstoodcloseinhisshadowuntilthefierygamesweredone.
HisknowledgeofGaelicwasagreatassistaohimintalkingtothepeople.IrememberhimholdingagreatversationinIrishandEnglishwithaninnkeeperswifeinaMayoinn.ShehadlivedinAmeriLinsday.ShetolduswhatlivingcostinAmericathen,andofherlifethere;herlittleoldhusbandsittingbyandputtinginanoddword.Bytheway,thehusbandwasawentle?manneredman,forwehadluninhishouseofbiscuitsandporter,aedthereanhour,waitingforaheavyshowertoblowaway;andwhenwesaidgood?byeandourfeetwereactuallyontheroad,Syngesaid,Didwepayforwhatwehad?SoIcalledbacktotheinnkeeper,Didwepayyou?andhesaidquietly,sir.
Syngewasalwaysdelightedtohearandrememberanygoodphrase.IrememberhisdelightatthewordsofalocalpolitiwhotoldushowhebecameaNationalist.Iwas,hesaidplugabookfromthemantlepiece(Irememberthebook??itaulandVirginia)andclaspingittohisbreast??Iwasbutalittlechildwithmylittlebookgoingtoschool,andbythehousethereIsawtheageooktheunfortuenantandthrunhimintheroad,andIsawthemanswifeeandtheagentswifethruheel,andwhenIsawthat,thoughIwasbutachild,IsworeIdbeaNationalist.Isworebyheaven,andIsworebyhellandalltheriversthatrunthroughthem.
Syhavereadagreatdealatoime,buthewasnotamanyouwouldseeoftenwithabookinhishand;hewouldsooalk,orratherlistentotalk??almostaalk.
Syngewasalwaysreadytogoanywherewithone,aheretoenjoywhatcame.HewentwithmetoseeanordinarymelodramaattheQueere,Dublin,andhedelightedtoseehowthemembersofthepanycouldbythevehemeheirmovementsandtheresourcesoftheirvoicesholdyourattentiononaplaywhereeverythingwasonplace.Heenjoyedseeiritevillainofthepieeupfromthebottomofthegulch,hurledtherebytheadventuress,andflashhissweatingblood?stainedfaceupagainstthefootlights;and,thoughhetoldushehadbutafewshortmomentstolive,roarhistritionwiththevoiceofabull.
SyravelledagreatdealinItalyintrackshebeatoutforhimself,andinGermanyandinFraheonlyoccasionallyspoketomeabouttheseplaces.IthinktheIrishpeasanthadallhisheart.Helovedthemiaswellashelovedthemi,butthewesterheAranIslandsandintheBlasketsfittedinwithhishumourmorethanany;thewildthingstheydidandsaidwereajoytohim.
Syngewasbyspiritwellequippedfortheroads.Thoughhishealthwasoftenbad,hehadbeatingunderhisribsabraveheartthatcarriedhimhtracks.Hegatheredabouthimverylittlegear,andcarednothingforfortexceptperhapsthatofagoodturffire.Hewas,thoughyounginyears,anolddogforahardroadandnotayoungpupforatow?path.
Helovedmadses.HetoldmehowohefairofTraleehesawanoldtinker?womahepolidshewasstrugglingwiththemireofthefair;whensuddenly,asifhergarmentswereheldtogetherwithonecord,shehurledeveryshredofclothingfromher,randowreetandscreamed,letthisbethebarrackyard,whicherfectlyuoodbythecrowdassuggestingthatthepolicestripaheirprisonerswhethemshutin,inthebarrackyard.Theyoungmenlaughed,buttheoldmenhurriedafterthenakedfleetingfiguretryingtothrowherclothesonherassheran.
ButallwildsightsappealedtoSynge,hedidnotcarewhethertheyweretypicalofanythingelseorhadanysymbolicalmeaningatall.Ifhehadlivedinthedaysofpiracyhewouldhavebeenthefiddlerinapirate?
ser,himtheycalledthemusic??Themusiclookedonateverythingwithdangeyesbutdrewnosword,aheserwastakenandthepirateshungatCapeCorsoCastleorTheIslandofSaintChristophers,themusicaredbecausehewasthemusic.
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Wheartedonourjourney,asthetrainsteamedoutofDublin,Syngesaid:Nowtheelderofustwoshouldbeinandonthistrip.SoweparednotesandIfoundthathewastwomonthsolderthanmyself.Sohewasbossandwhewasaquestioherweshouldtaketheroadtothewestortheroadtothesouth,itwasSyngewhofinallydecided.
Syngewasfondoflittlechildrenandanimals.IrememberhowgladhewastostopandleanonawallinGorumnaandwataninafieldshearingasheep.Itwasanoldsheepandmusthaveoftenbeenshearedbeforebythesamehand,forthewomanhardlyheldit;shejustkbesideitandsnippedaway.Irememberthesheepraiseditsleanoldheadtolookatthestranger,andthewomanjustputherhandonitscheekalypresseditsheaddownonthegrassagain.
Syngewasdelightedwiththenarrowpathsmadeofsodsofgrassalongsidethenewly?metalledroads,becausehethoughttheyhadbeenputtheretomakesoftgoingforthebarefeetoflittlechildren.Childrehink,thathewishedthemwell.InBellmulletonSaintJohnseve,wheoodinthemarketsquarewatgthefire?play,flamingsodsofturfsoakedinparaffine,hurledtotheskyandcaughtandskiedagain,andburningsnakesofhay?rope,Irememberalittlegirlinthecrowd,iasyofpleasureanddread,clutchedSyhehandandstoodcloseinhisshadowuntilthefierygamesweredone.
HisknowledgeofGaelicwasagreatassistaohimintalkingtothepeople.IrememberhimholdingagreatversationinIrishandEnglishwithaninnkeeperswifeinaMayoinn.ShehadlivedinAmeriLinsday.ShetolduswhatlivingcostinAmericathen,andofherlifethere;herlittleoldhusbandsittingbyandputtinginanoddword.Bytheway,thehusbandwasawentle?manneredman,forwehadluninhishouseofbiscuitsandporter,aedthereanhour,waitingforaheavyshowertoblowaway;andwhenwesaidgood?byeandourfeetwereactuallyontheroad,Syngesaid,Didwepayforwhatwehad?SoIcalledbacktotheinnkeeper,Didwepayyou?andhesaidquietly,sir.
Syngewasalwaysdelightedtohearandrememberanygoodphrase.IrememberhisdelightatthewordsofalocalpolitiwhotoldushowhebecameaNationalist.Iwas,hesaidplugabookfromthemantlepiece(Irememberthebook??itaulandVirginia)andclaspingittohisbreast??Iwasbutalittlechildwithmylittlebookgoingtoschool,andbythehousethereIsawtheageooktheunfortuenantandthrunhimintheroad,andIsawthemanswifeeandtheagentswifethruheel,andwhenIsawthat,thoughIwasbutachild,IsworeIdbeaNationalist.Isworebyheaven,andIsworebyhellandalltheriversthatrunthroughthem.
Syhavereadagreatdealatoime,buthewasnotamanyouwouldseeoftenwithabookinhishand;hewouldsooalk,orratherlistentotalk??almostaalk.
Syngewasalwaysreadytogoanywherewithone,aheretoenjoywhatcame.HewentwithmetoseeanordinarymelodramaattheQueere,Dublin,andhedelightedtoseehowthemembersofthepanycouldbythevehemeheirmovementsandtheresourcesoftheirvoicesholdyourattentiononaplaywhereeverythingwasonplace.Heenjoyedseeiritevillainofthepieeupfromthebottomofthegulch,hurledtherebytheadventuress,andflashhissweatingblood?stainedfaceupagainstthefootlights;and,thoughhetoldushehadbutafewshortmomentstolive,roarhistritionwiththevoiceofabull.
SyravelledagreatdealinItalyintrackshebeatoutforhimself,andinGermanyandinFraheonlyoccasionallyspoketomeabouttheseplaces.IthinktheIrishpeasanthadallhisheart.Helovedthemiaswellashelovedthemi,butthewesterheAranIslandsandintheBlasketsfittedinwithhishumourmorethanany;thewildthingstheydidandsaidwereajoytohim.
Syngewasbyspiritwellequippedfortheroads.Thoughhishealthwasoftenbad,hehadbeatingunderhisribsabraveheartthatcarriedhimhtracks.Hegatheredabouthimverylittlegear,andcarednothingforfortexceptperhapsthatofagoodturffire.Hewas,thoughyounginyears,anolddogforahardroadandnotayoungpupforatow?path.
Helovedmadses.HetoldmehowohefairofTraleehesawanoldtinker?womahepolidshewasstrugglingwiththemireofthefair;whensuddenly,asifhergarmentswereheldtogetherwithonecord,shehurledeveryshredofclothingfromher,randowreetandscreamed,letthisbethebarrackyard,whicherfectlyuoodbythecrowdassuggestingthatthepolicestripaheirprisonerswhethemshutin,inthebarrackyard.Theyoungmenlaughed,buttheoldmenhurriedafterthenakedfleetingfiguretryingtothrowherclothesonherassheran.
ButallwildsightsappealedtoSynge,hedidnotcarewhethertheyweretypicalofanythingelseorhadanysymbolicalmeaningatall.Ifhehadlivedinthedaysofpiracyhewouldhavebeenthefiddlerinapirate?
ser,himtheycalledthemusic??Themusiclookedonateverythingwithdangeyesbutdrewnosword,aheserwastakenandthepirateshungatCapeCorsoCastleorTheIslandofSaintChristophers,themusicaredbecausehewasthemusic.
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