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IRISH RAIN.

I mast allow that it sometimes rains in Ireland, bat Irish rain is not quite like othi r rain. It is, as a rule, softer than rain elsewhere and, if the truth most be told, I like rain, so long as one has not to say, "For the rain it raineth everyday." Irish weather is not so much capricious as coqaetish. It like* to plague you, if but to prepare you to enjoy the more its snnny, melting mood. It will weep and wail all night, and lo I the ceit morning Ireland is one sweet smile, and seems to say : "la it raining I was yesterday ? Ah, then I'll raiu no more." And the runnels leap and laugh, and the pastures and very Btone walls glisten ; the larks carol on their celeßtial journey ; there is a pungent, healthy smell of drying peat ; the mountains are all dimpled witb the joy of lite end sunshine ; the lake lies perfectly still, content to reflect tht overhanging face of heaven.— Blackwood.

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New Zealand Tablet, Volume XXIII, Issue 43, 21 February 1896, Page 6

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IRISH RAIN. New Zealand Tablet, Volume XXIII, Issue 43, 21 February 1896, Page 6

IRISH RAIN. New Zealand Tablet, Volume XXIII, Issue 43, 21 February 1896, Page 6