Blind To His Faults.

Otago Witness, Issue 2663, 29 March 1905, Page 78

Blind To His Faults.

Terrene© 11' Gee was a broth ay a lacf — Knew nothing of sadness or sorrow; Ne'er growled at his luck, were it ever so bad, And c^ie.l not a scliuap for the morrow. When up in the morning for "brawling" ai> night, Sez he, '"Tis me brain that is ' wake'; Be aisy, yer lionnor, an' let me down loight, An' sure 'tis ih' pledge I will take."

In dealing in" cattle or pig<; or th' loike. He -was always whatl might be termed "in it"; If ever a "Tartar" he happened to stroike, He"d have him calmed down m a minute. He'd always a joke on the tip ay his tongue— Some ready excuse or another. He'd blarney the hangman when going to be

bung, And sell him a pig for his mother.

The village U.D., o£ the vi=ual type — a decent

old sort in his way — Reque&ted young Ten ence to find him %

hoise. and thought he preferred a grey. So lie packed up a "prad" at a neighbouring

"WTiieli appeared to ba fust the ii°ht thing; He went \vell in harness, his pacss were good — In fact, lie looked fit fcr a king. But, alas' In a jiffy the secret came out, The doctor buzzed round like a fly. ''Coino out wid yez, Terrenee, ye spalpeen," sez he ;

'"Failh tbe hoi <=c is bloind ay one eys!" Theu Terrenee came up wid a smile on hia

And devil a bit did lie rmrid; Says he, "'Tis the country he fcaows like at book —

He'll go just as well ay he's blind. "And lock at tho colour — am illegant grey r Jisi -what you're axin". ye see ; And- look at the stoila ay livn — aisy an' fine * Be me sowl, 'tis a broth ay a gee ! • 'Ti"j a beautiful baste!"

"Yes, as blind as a bat." roared the doctor, "and not worth his salt." Says Terrenee: "Youa- kind htart '11 feel foe liirn sine ; "3Ms kis.misfortune — it isn't his favH.'' — Sthakt Allan, in the Australasian Paetoraiisls' Ke\ ieTir.