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THE PENN CHARTER MAGAZINE.
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THE PENN CHARTER MAGAZINE.
The third cross was in a far corner.
from a sign that the caretaker lived a
THE UNDER DOG
Its height could not be judged, as the
quarter of a mile down the road. After
base had been restored, and there was
we had walked a good half mile we
By THURSTON J. DAVIES, Prima.
very little ornamentation on it.
came to a small house, in which we
On one side of the tower, and be-
surely thought the caretaker lived. We
"T'
Greatest Show on Earth" had
and in a few weeks the incident was
tween it and the crosses, were the ruins
were told, however, that she lived a
been on the road two weeks, and
forgotten by everybody.
of two old chapels built of flat stones
mile farther down the road, and an
was now in the city of Leaming, Ohio.
One day, four years afterwards,
and blackened by age, the remnants of
Irish mile at that, SO we went back for
It was a one-night stand, and, as it was
Hogan stood talking with the general
Monasterboice.
the motor. We wasted an hour's time
a pleasant evening near the end of
manager of the BARNUM Bros. Circus,
Monasterboice was founded by St.
before we finally succeeded in finding
April, the tent was well crowded. The
with which he was now traveling.
BOETUS about the sixth century. This
her.
show had already begun, and the help-
"There's going to be a new man
saint, who was a disciple of St. PAT-
Beside the entrance was a large stone
ers had started to take down the tents
with us for a while," said the general
RICK, lived for some time amongst the
carved over with spirals, the ends of
containing the menagerie and side
manager. "A fellow named Lindal,
Picts of Scotland, whose king, NEC-
which have never been found. They
shows, and to pack them on the flat
a newspaper reporter who wants to get
TAN, he converted. He died in 521.
are of a much older date than the Fir-
cars, in order to have plenty of space
material for a story of circus life, SO
Monasterboice was one of the most
bolgs. This stone originally blocked
for the removal of the "big top." The
I guess you had better go a little easy
flourishing monasteries of Ireland until
the entrance, but was removed to ad-
men were at work under the direction
with the men. If any trouble got into
the thirteenth century, when it was
mit entrance to the cave.
of the foreman, "Reddy" Hogan, who
the papers, it would give the show a
abandoned.
After crawling on our hands and
was, indeed, a hard taskmaster. He
bad reputation, and we don't want to
Now let me describe as far as pos-
knees for about twenty-five yards we
was noted throughout the circus as a
lose any money."
sible the round tower. It was built of
reached the main chamber of the cave.
brutal foreman, and many a poor man
"I shan't get any work out of them
the same kind of stone as the chapels
It was about twenty feet in height and
had felt the force of his fists when he
at all if I'm not allowed to do as I
and is about eighty feet high now,
the same in diameter, and was probably
did not move quite fast enough to please
please," growled Hogan.
though it was originally higher, as it
the burial place of the king. The top
him.
"Well, try and be a little easier on
is broken off at the top. At the base
was built of large stones, placed one
He seemed particularly cross on this
them, because he is going to eat and
it is about fifteen feet in diameter, and
upon another with their ends overlap-
night, and the slightest signs of hesita-
bunk with the men, and SO will see
gradually tapers upwards. It leans
ping, until only a small space was left,
tion or slowness brought forth a volley
everything that goes on. He wants a
toward one side, having probably been
which was covered by one stone. All
of curses and perhaps a blow. His
taste of life in a circus, SO you'll have
struck by lightning. After climbing up
this was covered on the outside of the
anger seemed to be directed especially
to be careful."
four flights of stairs in the dark, for
mound with earth and sod. In the
toward a new hand, Jack Reynolds, to
The reporter was taken on at the
the only windows are very small, I
middle was a large stone hollowed in
whom he seemed to have taken a dis-
next stop. He was a well-dressed man
reached a little trap door, through
the center, which was probably used
like at first sight.
of about thirty-five years, and was ac-
which I crawled out onto the top.
as a sacrificial altar, and the walls were
The platforms on which the side
companied by his stenographer, a me-
From there I obtained a splendid view
covered with a brownish green fungus
show exhibitions took place were the
dium sized young fellow, who looked
of the surrounding country, dotted here
in some places. The whole place was
first to be moved. Reynolds was carry-
as if he had never done a hard day's
and there by tenant houses and even
SO damp that when I put my hand on
ing a load of boards to one of the
work in his life.
large estates.
the wall it was wringing wet. On three
wagons, when Hogan shouted, "Move
This stenographer, who was named
When I came down, it looked very
sides were three smaller chambers about
faster there you-ringer!"
Frank Lister, became the butt of
much like rain, SO we hurried on, pass-
seven feet high and seven wide. These
"I can't move much faster, sir," re-
Hogan's coarse jokes, but said noth-
ing through a rolling country and
were probably the burial places of the
plied Reynolds respectfully.
ing, only looking at him at times with
sometimes through country towns with
queen and of less important personages,
"I'l teach you to answer me back,"
a twinkle in his eyes, which Hogan
thatched roofs on the houses. Once
and were filled with large fragments of
shouted Hogan, now thoroughly angry,
thought was a sign of cowardice.
we passed the ruins of an old castle
rocks.
and, picking up a riding whip which
Lindal had been with the show two
overgrown by ivy and dark with age,
When we had had our pictures taken
was lying near, he hit him on the head
weeks, and had as yet made no com-
and the site of the battle of the
by the light of magnesium wire, we
with it, inflicting a deep scalp wound
ment on any conduct of Hogan's, ex-
Boyne.
retreated through the same passage and
and rendering him unconscious. Re-
cept once when he found him cruelly
Not having much time we did not
were once more in the sunlight. We
covering in a few minutes, Reynolds
beating a man who had in some way
stop at the Dowth mound, but went on
then climbed into the motor and whirled
was allowed to go to the sleeping car,
displeased him.
to New Grange, which we reached
home in the dusk, thus ending a very
but the next morning he was missing,
Lindal stood watching him for a
after a very pleasant drive. We learned
interesting day.
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