The Crock of Gold

farmer in the neighbourhood, came through the pine trees with tangled brows. A

om his lips - "God be with yourself

his thumb at space -"Where

d the Phi

be outsi

d," said the Phi

here today was to ask your honoured advice about my wife's washing-board. She only has it a couple of years, and the last

said the P

either taken by the fairies or by Bessie Hannigan - you know B

said the P

ife got her out yesterday and kept her talking for two hours while I wen

be," said the

could tell a body

id the Philosopher;

d Meehawl M

ds on Meehawl MacMurrachu's knees -"Washing is an extraordinary custom," said he. "We are washed both on coming i

sir," said Meeh

tion, it is a most detestable thing and is very difficult to get away from. A proverb will run where a writ will

against that, sir," s

nce knew a cat who lusted after water and bathed daily: he was an unnatural brute and died ultimately of the head staggers. Children are nearly as wise as cats. It is true that they will utilize water in a v

re?" said Meehawl MacMurrachu

leansed. Of course, birds are often seen in the water, but they go there to catch fish and not to wash. I have often fancied that fish are a dirty, sly, and unintelligent people - this is du

. "Did you ever hear, sir, about the fish that P

ssary labour,for nature will quickly reduce him to a natural and healthy dirtiness again. We should seek, therefore, not how to make ourselves clean, but how to attain a more unique and

," said Meehawl, "I w

understand, that I entirely approve of ships, they tend to create and perpetuate international curiosity and the smaller vermin of different latitudes). As an element whe

your honour,

er the fairies or a woman

hiskers," s

" said the Phil

, I'm not certain now how

not got your wife's washboard. It remai

hat way," s

elimination, which has shaped the world to a globe, the ant to its environment, a

ve increased this season?" said Meehawl; "faith,

opher. "Did you leave out a

id t

our hat when you m

eglect that,"

down a thorn

o about as wall-eyed as Lorcan O'Nualain's ass: I

Philosopher. "Did you

" he added, "that old skinny cat of mi

ve it. It is the Leprecauns of Gort na Cloca Mora took your wash-board. Go to the Gort at once.

said Meehawl.

" said the

had been bidden, and underneath the tree of Gor

of washboards i

reater than it had been before, and also by reason of it many singul