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AN GAODHAL.
A Dhia nach bocht an sgeul é dá bh-fidheach
air fuaid na hÉireann,
Ag an ngrathan grán' an mhéirligh nár
ghéill 'riamh don pháis;
Fios ags gach aon-ne nach rabhdar cionn¬
tach 'riamh in aon choir,
Acht ag seasa 'n i g-ceart féin a's gan
é acu le fághail.
Tá an bhaintreabhach go brónach an dith¬
reachtidhe 'sa dheor leis,
Ó d'imthigheadar na h-óig-fhir as an eol¬
us le fán;
Thugfadh prátaidhe, im as feol dóibh a's
teine dhearg mhóna,
An fuacht go deimhin budh dhóigh liom níor
dhóibh é ghabhalt.
Chuadhdar go Portláirge d'iarraidh dul
tar sáile,
Súd nidh nár raibh i n-dán dóibh as níor
ráinic sé dhóibh;
Mar bhí fear a m-brata láthair thug tim¬
chioll ortha an gárda,
'Steach arís gur sáigheadh iad in árus
faoi bhrón.
Air nós Iúdás ghránna an chlampair
chuir Íosa Críost i n teannta,
In a chroidhe bhí an feall a's b ’fhallsa a
phóg;
A's go b'é leighimíd as an sean-reacht go
bh-fuil anam súd na stompa,
In ifrionn gan amhrus a's a ramar chorp
d'a dhoghadh.
Nuair a fuaradar na méirlig go rabh
greidhim acu air na séimh fhir,
Go deimhin budh mhór an sians leo iad a
thraochadh le cnáb;
Crochadh nó dá seoladh faoi dhaor-ghlas
air bord loinge,
A bh-fad ó ghaol no comhgus gan fóireach¬
tin go bráth.
Ar chualabhar shean-daoine an slighe a
cheapuigh iad sud,
Ó tháinic an sgeul chum timchioll chuir
críoch air an ghnó ;
Thugadar na sár-fhir faoi 's na ballaidh¬
ibh árda,
Siud amach go bráth iad gan spláchus
don choróin.
Má thagann sé chum criche go bh-feiceoch¬
amuid aríst iad,
Beidheas a b-párdún saor ó'n Righ acu
a's iad dá innsint go sóghach;
Baileochamuid na d-timchioll gan splách¬
us do's na peelers,
A's beidheas ar g crianán dighe aguinn
go h-aoibhinn d'a ól.
Last month we called the attention of Irishmen
to the Gaelic composition of their thirteen year old
country woman of New York city. This month
we call their attention to her English composition,
in neither of which have we altered as much as a
point. How many fully grown Irishmen able to
do it? No wonder they are under the iron heel of
Balfour.
149 E. 26th st. New York,
Feb. 18, 1890.
My Dear Sir:
Enclosed please find p. o. o, for $1.80
the amount of three (3) subscriptions for your pa¬
triotic little paper for one year (payable in ad¬
vance). Names and address of subscribers —
James Cody, 376 3rd Ave.
Martin Walsh, 333 E. 36 st.
Patrick Curren, 491 2nd. Ave.
These are but a few names from a number of Irish
speaking friends that reside around my own home
here and that I am going to visit soon in the inter¬
est of the GAEL. I know that these gentlemen can
all converse in our fine old Irish-Tongue, but they
tell me that they never had an opportunity of lear¬
ning to read Irish (except Mr. Cody who is very
good for a new beginner). But they can all learn
if they but study the GAEL My father only com¬
menced with me a few years ago and, he knowing
Irish from his infancy, he very easily learnded the
Alphabet, which he taught me; he also having the
guttural sounds, he helped me to pronounce words,
and we both went on reading together, but I had
the advantage of attending the Bowery School. So
you know by my recent letter to you that I am
learning rapidly, so that my father is learning
from me now. And, by the way, my parents join
me in thanking you very much for your kind no¬
tice about my humble effort at writing in Gaelic.
My father sends you additional greeting about
your very true and able opinoins about Irish aff¬
airs in your English printed matter in the Gael.
So that all together I venture the opinion if all
pretenders to Irish National aspiration were half
as true to our beloved Erin as you are, she might
well be proud of her representation shoulder to
shoulder with free Columbia.
I beg to remain, my dear Mr. Logan,
Your affectionate friend,
Katie M. Hanbury
Since the above was put in print
our young friend has sent two additi¬
onal subscribers.
