AN GAODHAL
9
Bidheadh sé curtha i bhfeidhm.
Gur chualamarna, maighistiridhe
scoile chumainn Chathrach Saidhbhin le brón
mór ngeula báis an duine uasail chaoimh,
tír-ghrádhuigh, oirbhidínigh, Euseb D. Mac
Cliabhair, do bhí air feadh na cuda
is mó dá shaoghal, le n-a ghuth, le n-a
pheann agus, go mór mhór, le n-a bhronn¬
tanasaibh flaitheamhla, 'na chloidheamh
cosanta ag gach cumann do cuireadh
air bun chum teangan na nGaodhal do
chaomhnughadh agus d'fhóirleathanughadh;
Go bh-fuil na mhílte cóib de na leabh¬
raibh greannta Gaedhilge do cuireadh i
g-clódh le beagán bliadhan, trí n-a thír-
ghrádh agus a mhór chroidheacht-san go
speisialta, 'na dtaca roluachmhar chum
ár d-teangan arsa d'aithbheodhughadh;
Go n-athchuingimíd air an mnaoi ua¬
sail Iulian ní Chliabhair agus air a mui¬
righin ár d-truaighe croidhe do ghlacadh
'na staid dubhrónaigh; agus
Go g-cuirfear cóib de'n rún so i
nGaedhilge agus i m-Beurla chum na
mná uaisle Iulian ní Chliabhair, & cóibe
eile le cur i g-clódh i n-Irisleabhar na
Gaedhilge agus anns an Ghaodhal-
Kilmakerrin N. School, Cahirciveen'
Co. Kerry, Ireland, 21. 1. '95.
Editor Gaodhal — Dear Sir :—
I send herewith for publication in Gaodhal co¬
pies in Irish and in English of a resolution passed
unanimously at a meeting of the Cahirciveen Na¬
tional Teachers' Association held on the 19th
inst.
Please mention in Gaodhal when the subscrip¬
tions to Gaodhal paid by the late Mr. Cleaver for
Irish Teachers end as I intend to get the Gaodhal
on my own account in future.
Yours faithfully,
F. Lynch,
Chairman of the Cahirciveenn N. T. Association.
[The subscriptions end in May next.]
Be it resolved,
That we the teachers of the Cahirciveen Asso¬
ciation heard with great sorrow of the death of
the kind, generous, and patriotic gentleman, the
Rev. Euseby D. Cleaver, who, during the greater
part of his life, by voice and pen, as well as by
his princely donations, was the mainstay of every
mevement made for the cultivation and preserva¬
tion of the Irish language;
That the thousands of copies of interesting Gae¬
lic books which, in recent years, have been pub¬
lished, chiefly through his patriotism ond bounty
are an invaluable factor in the revival of our an¬
cient tongue;
That we beg to convey to Mrs. Cleaver and fa¬
mily our heartfelt sympathy in their bereavement,
and that copies of this resolution in both Irish
and English be sent to Mrs. Cleaver, and that fur¬
ther copies be sent for publication to the Gaelic
Journal and the Gaodhal.
Translation of the Anecdote
Simpigheacht na Sean nDaoineadh,
which appeared on the title page of last issue :
When we meet a German, an Italian or any oth¬
er person who does not understand the language
which we speak ourselves we say at once that he
is only an ignorant boor, though that person might
be a philosopher in his own tongue; and there is
no doubt that his opinion in our regard is the same.
That is the way of the world, and we must accept
it as we meet it.
About fifty years ago there lived a man near Bal¬
lindine, on the mearing of the Co. Galway, name
Mark Delaney. Mark had a small farm of land, but
his trade was that of a surveyor ; and though he
was exceedingly learned, there was not a man in
the country more simple than he. When the pot¬
atoes rotted Mark did not have much surveying to
do as the small farmers were not able to sow or
buy conacre, and he was compelled to try some oth¬
er means to earn the rent of his small holding and
to keep his family from the poor-house.
At the time of which we treat, it was customary
with a large number of the laborers of the locality
to go to England coming on the harvest to earn
their rent ; and usually there would be a little over
and above to clothe the children.
Coming on St. John’s Day this particular year,
Mark said to himself that he would go to England
along with his neighbors to earn a little with the
hook or with the scythe when he could get nothing
to do with the chain.
Before he went Ellen (his wife) prepared a pair
of woolen stockings for him which she knitted her¬
self. The stockings were too tight for him when he
put them on, but he said to himself that they would
stretch on the way. Very well. Off he went St.
John's Night along with his companions. They
travelled all night and the next day without halt or
stop, and when they halted to put the second night
over them Mark was too tired to undress. After
that his feet swelled ; but, to shorten the story,
Mark did not take off his stockings until he return¬
ed home, at the end of three months. On his re-
turn home and after greeting his family, he asked
Ellen to pull off his stockings, but when she tried
to do so they were so tight to his shins as if they
were sewed to them, and the hair of his shins grown
out through them, so that she was obliged to get a
