IRISH WONDER TALES - 14 Enchanting tales from the Emerald Isle E-Book

Anon E. Mouse

• Herausgeber: Abela Publishing
• Kategorie: Fantasy und Science-Fiction
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

Herein are 14 Popular Tales collected from the people of Ireland and retold by D R McAnally. Here are tales of ghosts, giants, pookas, demons, leprechawns, banshees, fairies, witches, widows, old maids, and other marvels of The Emerald Isle. Celtic lore holds a wealth of colorful characters which extend far beyond the island’s famed leprechauns. Celtic folklore not only preserves the island’s  cultural history, but is also richly entertaining, especially to young minds. This volume is infused with flavours that are uniquely Celtic. Celtic folklore overflows with vivid stories that fire the imagination.  In Jacobs’ own words, “The Celts went forth to battle, but they always fell. Yet the captive Celt has enslaved his captor in the realm of imagination.” In this gathering of traditional folk tales brings together the best of the Emerald Isle's fabled dwellers. Tales like Taming the Pooka, About The Fairies, The Enchanted Isle, the Banshee, The Henpecked Giant, and, of course, The Leprechaun and more. All weave their spellbinding magic in the classic tradition of Irish storytelling in the pages of this enchanting treasury. Illustrated by H R Heaton with 65 beautiful pen-and-ink drawings plus the sheet music to a 3 Celtic folk songs which brings a new life to these wonderful stories.  

Leseprobe

Irish Wonder Tales

By

D. R. McAnally, Jr.

Illustrated By

H.R. Heaton

Popular Tales as told by the People

The ghosts, giants, pookas, demons, leprechawns, banshees, fairies, witches, widows, old maids, and other marvels of the emerald isle

Originally Published By

Weathervane Books - New York

[1888]

Resurrected by

Abela Publishing, London

[2017]

Irish Wonder Tales

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ISBN: 978-8-822809-18-6

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"GOD SAVE YER HOLINESS." Frontispiece.

IN MEMORY OF YEARS OF FRIENDSHIP,

This Volume

IS INSCRIBED TO

Mr. JOSEPH B. McCULLAGH,

AS A MODEST TRIBUTE OF

PERSONAL RESPECT.

Preface

The wonderful imaginative power of the Celtic mind is never more strikingly displayed than in the legends and fanciful tales which people of the humbler walks of life seldom tire of telling. Go where you will in Ireland, the story-teller is there, and on slight provocation will repeat his narrative; amplifying, explaining, embellishing, till from a single fact a connected history is evolved, giving motives, particulars, action, and result, the whole surrounded by a rosy wealth of rustic imagery and told with dramatic force an actor might envy. The following chapters comprise an effort to present this phase of unwritten Celtic literature, the material having been collected during a recent lengthy visit, in the course of which every county in the island was traversed from end to end, and constant association had with the peasant tenantry. As, however, in perusing a drama each reader for himself supplies stage-action, so, in the following pages, he is requested to imagine the charms of gesticulation and intonation, for no pen can do justice to a story told by Irish lips amid Irish surroundings.

PREFACE.

THE SEVEN KINGS OF ATHENRY.

TAMING THE POOKA.

THE SEXTON OF CASHEL.

SATAN'S CLOVEN HOOF.

THE ENCHANTED ISLAND.

HOW THE LAKES WERE MADE.

ABOUT THE FAIRIES.

THE BANSHEE.

THE ROUND TOWERS.

THE POLICE.

THE LEPRECHAWN.

THE HENPECKED GIANT.

SATAN AS A SCULPTOR.

THE DEFEAT OF THE WIDOWS.

"GOD SAVE YER HOLINESS." Frontispiece.

"She 'll get all me Turf"

"Divil roast ye wid it"

"Is it spilin' me wall he is?"

"Howld on, we 'll argy the matther"

Initial: "The Seven Kinds of Athenry"

A Modern Irish Village

"All a-makin' love to the Young Princess"

"DIVIL A WAN O' ME KNOWS," SAYS HE.

"The Princess had disayved thim all complately"

"All disconsarted entirely"

Initial: "Taming the Pooka"

Dennis and the Pooka

"He'd a sight of larnin', had the King"

"The Quane a-gosterin'"

"IF IT'S AGGRAYBLE TO YE, I'LL LOOK IN YER MOUTH."

The Pooka Spirits

Initial: "The Sexton of Casbel"

THE ROCK OF CASHEL.

"Be aff wid yer nonsinse"

"Where is me dawther?"

"The Owld Man walkin' in Cormae's Chapel"

Initial: "Satan's Cloven Hoof"

Glendalough

Saint Kevin and the Devil

"An' so he's lame, an' must show his cloven fut"

Initial: "The Enchanted Island"

"Howld yer pace, ye palaverin' shtrap"

"Howlin' wid rage"

Initial: "How the Lakes were made"

Lough Conn

The Church by the Bog

Initial: "About the Fairies"

"Owld Meg"

Eva calling the Cattle

Initial: "The Banshee"

The "Hateful Banshee"

The "Friendly Banshee"

Initial: "The Round Towers"

"Crackin' their Haythen Shkulls"

Initial: "The Police"

The Police and the Tenants

"Thither goes the poor old women every day"

Initial: "The Leprechawn"

Returning the next morning with the spade

"Playing his pranks"

Initial: "The Henpecked Giant"

"AN' WHO ARE YOU, ME DEAR?" SAYS FINN, LOOKIN' UP.

Illustration: Music: When I Was Single.

"Finn gave in an' wint to work wid a pick an' sphade"

Initial: "Satan as a Sculptor"

A Barren Cliff

THE DEVIL'S FACE.

"Her masther stood be her side"

"So the three av thim mounted the wan horse"

"'Kape from me,' says the divil"

Initial: "The Defeat of the Widows"

AN' PHAT DOES THIM LETTERS SHPELL?

The Widdy Mulligan

The Widdy O'Donnell

Missis McMurthry

"OULD ROONEY AN' PADDY BLAGGARDIN' THE CONSTHABLE IVERY FUT O' THE WAY."

"A good bargain they made av it"

IRISH WONDER TALES.

THE SEVEN KINGS OF ATHENRY.

It was a characteristic Irish ruin. Standing on a slight elevation, in the midst of a flat country, the castle lifted its turreted walls as proudly as when its ramparts were fringed with banners and glittered with helmets and shields. In olden times it was the citadel of the town, and although Athenry was fortified by a strong wall, protecting it alike from predatory assault and organized attack, the citadel, occupying the highest ground within the city, was itself surrounded by stronger walls, a fort within a fort, making assurance of security doubly sure. Only by treachery, surprise, or regular and long-continued siege could the castle have been taken.

The central portion was a large, square structure; except in size, not differing greatly from the isolated castles found in all parts of Ireland, and always in pairs, as if, when one Irish chieftain built a castle, his rival at once erected another a mile or so away, for the purpose of holding him in check. This central fort was connected by double walls, the remains of covered passages, with smaller fortresses, little castles built into the wall surrounding the citadel; and over these connecting walls, over the little castles, and over the piles of loose stones where once the strong outer walls had stood, the ivy grew in luxuriant profusion, throwing its dark green curtain on the unsightly masses, rounding the sharp edge of the masonry, hiding the rough corners as though ashamed of their roughness, and climbing the battlements of the central castle to spread nature's mantle of charity over the remains of a barbarous age, and forever conceal from human view the stony reminders of battle and blood.