Rough Road

Asenath Nicholson
Chapter XXI

Rough RoadA Kind Offer declinedThe Funeral LamentMaurice Raheley's Lodging HousePerfumed BedchamberSunrise on the Kerry MountainsNovel DuetMountain Air or City Smoke?Irish RoadsA Tetotaler in Bad CompanyAwful NightSabbath of Rest at KillarneyGap of DunloeGuide Persecution"Crazy Woman"Where to spend the nightBright Wood FireRecollections of ChildhoodDinis IslandDebt of Gratitude

The time of my departure drew nigh, though the wind had not abated, nor the sea become quiescent; yet the sun found a narrow loop-hole to look down a few moments, and say, "Make your farewell in haste, if you would have my company through the lone mountain before you." It was three o'clock, and a walk of eleven Irish miles, covered with broken stones, fresh from the hammer, was before me. Killoyra was my destination, and Maurice Raheley's house, which I was assured was "nate and tidy." The hospitable innkeeper would take no pay for lodging or board. Blessed inn! O, if the world, for every ten miles, were filled with the like, then might travellers eat, drink, smoke, and sleep, without this melting away of gold and silver.

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