| Show MINSTRELS HUMOR witty of an irishman the neier neer argued with a lady 11 the minstrels of ireland are not all gone from the highways and byways of 0 erin says an exchange the mournful harp and plaintive pipe may have given way to the breezy banjo and crooning violin but the songs which these accompany are the songs of ireland still down by the rotten clad dagh wharves of old galway town I 1 came upon a rapt audience says a well known traveler enthralled by the dulcet notes of tim drennan brennan the wandering minstrel of tipperary one of the sweetest singers I 1 ever heard beard and one who would have been great were it not lor for ills his love of the cinder in it as they aptly term the west of 0 ireland mountain d dew ew I 1 had see seen n tim many times before in ireland our tram trappings pings had bad brought us into the same relations of 0 artist and responsive auditor so many times that as he tipped me a comforting wink 0 of recognition reco ni I 1 noticed that his violin had been replaced by the temporary though ample musical makeshift of a banjo wrought from the head of an ancient irish churn in the pause following his bis ballad I 1 felt emboldened to toss him back ills his wink with the query and tim why you bring tha churn with its head faith yer honor lie he replied in a flash cash and with a winsome smile holding the churn head banjo aloft so all could see faith I 1 never argue wid ald a lady an yer honor a ban bould irish woman stud at al the other ind |
