Kathleen in Ireland

"I can't tell it to you here, Mary Ellen," whispered her sister. "Sure, he might be under the hedge this minute and hear me talking about him. Come to the top of the hill and I'...

"There be many such mounds scattered over the hills and glens of ould Ireland," she said. "The good people live in them and may do harm to childer that make too bold with their...

With the last words the two little girls clasped hands and ran round and round the great stone slab, not hearing their father's voice calling to them from his bench.

March winds blew across the valley and ruffled Mary Ellen's yellow curls as she sat in the ring of green grass made by the fairies' dancing feet, and played with some sea-shells...

"Look, Kathleen," said Grandmother Barry, as the two children reached the cottage door, "there's not another sod of peat in the house. Run down to Farmer Flynn's to meet Danny,...

Grandmother Barry heard the song, and went to the door to see who was singing it so heartily. When she saw the peddler with the children she hurried to put an extra bowl and pla...

It was Mary Ellen's sweet Irish way of saying good-bye to the peddler when he went away the next day; and he replied heartily, "If I should travel over the whole of Ireland betw...

It was an April morning at Cousin Bee's little farm-house in Tonroe. The kettle was bubbling cheerfully over the burning peat in the fireplace; the cement floor of the kitchen w...

"It's the cute way nature has with her!" exclaimed Kathleen, holding up her face for the white-thorn petals to blow down upon it. She and Mary Ellen had been to the old rath aft...

"No," answered the little sister, "I've been thinking of the market ever since Saturday; and yesterday was the walk to Lough Gara again, and to-day is the sheep-shearing. Belike...

There had been a shower or two in the night, and raindrops sparkled on every blade of grass and twinkled among the green leaves of the trees; but the sun was breaking through th...

The oldest one is Tara, Next Captain Connemara, And Moira and Norah, each a twin; Then "Save-a-Shilling Deena" And little Princess Feena, But hold the door,—there's others to co...

Deena made a deep bow to her, as he kept up his part of the jig in the three-hand reel, while Hannah and Anna, who were dancing with him, called "Faster, faster!" to Moira, who...

"I don't know exactly," Kathleen replied. "Granny Connor told me over a year ago that Mary Ellen should carry nine old nails in her pocket, and I found them and sewed them up in...

"Two letters for me!" exclaimed Kathleen in surprise. "Perhaps one of them is from Father," and she jumped out of her chair and ran around the table to get them.

"Stand still now, while I count you once more," directed Aunt Hannah, as they stood at the street corner in Portrush waiting for the electric tram-car to take them down to the G...