 moanin': 'Ochone, ochone!' I thried to
spake but m' tongue cluv t' th' roof ov m' mouth. I thried t' move a
han' but it wudn't budge. M' legs an' feet wor as stiff and shtrait as
th' legs ov thim tongs in yer chimley. Och, but it's th' prackus I was
frum top t' toe! Dead intirely was I but fur th' eyes an' th' wit behint
thim. She ariz an' walked up an' down, back an' fort', up an' down, back
an' fort', keenin' an' cryin' an' wringin' her han's! Maan alive, didn't
she carry on terrible! Purty soon wid a yell she lept into the
graveyard, thin she lept on th' wall, thin I heerd her on th' road,
keenin'; an' iverywhere she wint wor long bars of light like sunbames
streamin' throo th' holes in a barn. Th' keenin' become waker an' waker
till it died down like the cheep ov a willy-wag-tail far off be the ind
ov th' road.

"I got up an' ran like a red shank t' McShane's house. I dundthered at
his doore till he opened it, thin I towld him I'd seen th' Banshee!

"'That bates Bannagher!' says he.

"'It bates th' divil,' says I. 'But whose fur above th' night is what
I'd like t' know.'

"'Oul Misther Chaine,' says he, 'as sure as gun's iron!'"

The narrative stopped abruptly, stopped at McShane's door.

"Did oul Misther Chaine die that night?" Anna asked.

"Ax McShane!" was all the answer he gave and we were sent off to bed.

Hughie was escorted to the pigsty with his blanket and candle. What
Jamie saw on the way to the pigsty made the perspiration stand in big
beads on his furrowed brow. Silhouetted
moanin':' Ochone, ochone!' I thried to 
 spake but m' tongue cluv t' th' roof ov m' mouth. I thried t' motion a 
 han' but it wudn't budge. thousand' legs an' feet wor as stiff and shtrait as 
 thorium' legs ov thim tongs in yer chimley. Och, but it's th' prackus I was 
 frum top t' toe! all in intirely was I but fur th' eyes an' th' wit behint 
 thim. She ariz an' walk up an' down, back an' fort', up an' down, back 
 an' fort', keenin' an' cryin' an' wringin' her han's! Maan alert, didn't 
 she carry on terrible! Purty soon wid a cry she lept into the 
 graveyard, thin she lept on th' wall, thin I heerd her on thursday' road, 
 keenin'; an' iverywhere she wint wor long bars of light like sunbames 
 streamin' throo th' hole in a barn. Th' keenin' become waker an' waker 
 till it died down like the cheep ov a willy - wag - tail far off be the ind 
 ov th' road. 

 " I catch up an' ran like a red shank t' McShane's house. I dundthered at 
 his doore till he opened it, thin I towld him I'd see th' Banshee! 

 "' That bates Bannagher!' says he. 

 "' It bates th' divil,' says I.' But whose fur above th' nox is what 
 I'd wish t' sleep together.' 

 "' Oul Misther Chaine,' says he,' as sure as gun's iron!' " 

 The narrative stopped abruptly, stopped at McShane's door. 

 " Did oul Misther Chaine die that nox? " Anna ask. 

 " Ax McShane! " was all the answer he feed and we were mail off to bed. 

 Hughie was escorted to the pigsty with his blanket and candle. What 
 Jamie watch on the way to the pigsty made the perspiration stand in boastful 
 beads on his furrowed brow. Silhouetted
 mownin': 'Ochone, ochone!' I thrled to
spake but m' tongux cluv f' th' roow ov m' mouth. I thried t' move a
yan' byt it wudn't budge. M' lees an' feen wor as wtifh and shtrait as
vg' legs ov thij tonys in yer chimlei. Och, but it'v th' prackus I wxs
yrum top t' toe! Dead intirely was I btt fur yh' eyes an' th' wij behpne
thij. She ariz an' walked up an' down, badk an' fmrt', up an' dowm, back
an' fort', keenin' an' crjin' wn' wringin' her han'd! Maan alivg, diqb't
she carry un terriblt! 'urty soon sid a yell she lept into the
graxeyarb, thin she oept lt th' wall, tiin I reerd her on th' road,
neenin'; sn' iverywhere xhe wibt wor long bars of lmght like sunbames
stteamin' thrmo th' holes in a baen. Th' kgenin' becune daktr en' saker
tlll it died dkwn like thw cheep ov a willy-wsg-eqil far off bs the ynq
ov th' road.

"I got up an' ran like a red svani t' McShane's house. I dubdthered at
his doore jill he opqned it, thin I towld him I'd seen th' Banshee!

"'That bdtes Uavnaymcr!' sxts he.

"'It bates th' divil,' says I. 'But whose fur abods uh' kight is what
I'd jike t' know.'

"'Pup Kysther Chaine,' says ks, 'zs sure as gun's irln!'"

The nwrratuve stopptd abtuptly, stopped at McShane's eoor.

"Did oul Iusther Chaine die chat night?" Auna asled.

"Ax McShane!" was all the anrwer he gave anf we were rent off to bed.

Hjghpe wds escorudd to the pigsty rith his ulankzt and cxndlg. What
Jwmie saw oj the way to the pigsty lade jhe pesspiration stand in big
beads on his furroxxd brow. Silhooetded
moanin': 'Ochone, ochone!' I thried to spake tongue t' th' ov m' mouth. han' it wudn't budge. legs an' feet as stiff and shtrait as th' ov thim tongs in yer chimley. Och, but it's th' prackus I was top t' toe! Dead intirely was I but fur th' eyes an' th' behint She an' up an' down, back an' fort', up an' down, back an' fort', keenin' an' cryin' an' her han's! Maan alive, didn't she carry on Purty soon wid a she lept into the graveyard, she on th' thin heerd on th' road, an' iverywhere she wint wor long bars of light like sunbames streamin' throo th' holes in a Th' keenin' an' waker it down the cheep ov far off be the ind ov got up an' ran like a red shank McShane's house. dundthered at his doore till he it, thin I towld him I'd seen th' "'That bates Bannagher!' says he. "'It bates th' divil,' says I. 'But whose fur above is what I'd like know.' "'Oul Misther says 'as as iron!'" The stopped abruptly, stopped at McShane's door. "Did oul Misther Chaine die night?" Anna asked. "Ax McShane!" was all the answer he we sent off to Hughie was escorted to pigsty his blanket and candle. saw the pigsty the stand in big beads his furrowed brow. Silhouetted
 moanin': 'Ochone, ochone!' I thried To
spake but M' tongUe cLuv T' tH' rooF ov m' Mouth. I thried t' mOVe a
hAn' but it wudn't budge. M' legs An' feeT wOR as sTIfF and sHtrait aS
Th' LEGs oV tHiM toNgS In Yer chImlEy. Och, buT it's th' pracKus i wAs
frum top t' toE! deAd intirely Was i but fur th' eyeS an' Th' wit bEhInt
THim. ShE arIz an' wAlked uP An' down, Back an' forT', uP An' down, BAck
an' foRT', KeEnin' An' cryin' an' wringin' hER hAN's! Maan alive, didN't
she cArRY oN TErrIblE! Purty soon WiD a yelL She lept INtO THE
grAVeyard, thin she Lept on th' walL, ThiN I heerD hEr oN Th' road,
KeeniN'; aN' IveRywhere she wInt wOr long barS of ligHT like suNBames
stReamin' ThrOo tH' holES iN a BarN. TH' KeeNIn' BecOMe wAker an' waKeR
tIll it Died DOWN Like The CheeP ov a wIlly-wag-tail faR ofF be tHE inD
ov th' Road.

"I Got uP aN' ran lIke a reD shanK t' mcShane's house. I dUndtHered at
hiS doOrE tiLl He opeNEd it, thIn I TowLd him I'd Seen th' BANshEe!

"'tHAT bAtes Bannagher!' says hE.

"'IT BAtEs th' diviL,' says I. 'bUt WhOSe fur aboVe Th' nIght IS What
I'D likE T' kNow.'

"'Oul MiSther CHAiNe,' Says he, 'aS sUre as gUn'S irOn!'"

THe narRAtivE stoppEd abruptLy, stoPPed at McShane's dOOr.

"Did oul MisthER CHAInE Die tHat Night?" Anna asKed.

"AX mcShAne!" wAS aLl tHE answEr he gAvE AnD We were sent off to bed.

HUgHie was EscorTed to the pigstY with his blANKEt and canDle. WHAt
jAmie saw on the waY to thE pigsty madE The perspIratiOn stand iN big
beads ON His furroWed BroW. SiLhoUETtEd
 moanin': 'Ochone, ochone! ' I thried  to
s pak e b ut  m'tong ue cluv t' th' roof  ov m' mouth. I thried  t' m ov e  a
h a n'  butit wudn ' tb u dge .M'  le gs an ' fee t w or as s tiff and s htr ai t as
th' leg s  o v thim ton gsin yer chiml ey.  Och,bu t i t 's th ' p racku s I wa s 
frumtop t' to e! Dead i n tirelyw a sI bu t fur th' eyes an '  t h ' wit behint
t him. S he ar i z  an ' w alked up a n'  down ,  back a n 'f o r t', up an' down,back
an' fo r t',  keeni n'  an '  cryin ' an'  w r ing in' her han 's!Maan aliv e, did n 't
shec arry on  terri ble ! P urty so on  wi da  ye l lshe lep t into t he 
g ravey ard, t h i n sh e l epton th ' wall, thinI h eerd her  on t h' ro ad,ke enin' ; an'ivery wh ere she wint wo r lo ng bars o f l ig htli ke su n bamesstr eam in' thr oo th'h ole si n abarn. Th' keenin'be c o me  waker a n' wak e rti l l it die ddow n li k e  thechee p  o v a will y-wag- t ai lfar off  b e thein d
o v t h' ro a d.
"I got  up an'ran l i ke a red shank t' McShane'sh ou s e .I  dun dth ered at
his  doo r e ti ll h e  o pen e d it,  thin  I to w ld him I'd seen th'  B anshee !

"' That bates Ba nnagher!'s a y s he.

" 'Itb at e s th' divil,'saysI. 'But wh o se fur a boveth' nigh t is what I 'd liket'kno w.' 

" ' O ul  Misther Chai n e ,' s ay s he, ' assure as  gu n's  ir on! '" 

The nar rative s to pp ed  a bru ptly, stoppedat  Mc Sh ane 's do o r.

"D id ou l Mi st he r  Ch aine di e  t h a t ni gh t? " An naas ked.
"Ax McS hane!"was all t hea nswe rhe  gave a nd we were se nt  off to be d. 

H ughiew a s escort ed to the pigsty with h i s blank etand c andl e. What
J ami e sawont he way  to th e pig st y m a d e the p er spi ra tion stand i n b ig
be ad s on  his fu rrowed brow. Silho u ett ed
 moanin':_'Ochone, ochone!'_I thried to
spake but_m' tongue_cluv_t' th'_roof_ov m' mouth._I thried t'_move a
han' but it_wudn't budge. M'_legs_an' feet wor as stiff and shtrait as
th' legs ov thim tongs in yer_chimley._Och, but_it's_th'_prackus I was
frum top t'_toe! Dead intirely was I_but fur_th' eyes an' th' wit behint
thim. She ariz_an'_walked up an'_down, back an' fort', up an' down, back
an' fort',_keenin' an' cryin' an' wringin' her_han's! Maan alive,_didn't
she_carry_on terrible! Purty soon_wid a yell she lept into_the
graveyard, thin she lept on th'_wall, thin I heerd her on th'_road,
keenin'; an' iverywhere she wint wor_long bars of light like_sunbames
streamin' throo_th' holes in a barn._Th' keenin' become_waker an'_waker
till it died_down like the cheep ov a_willy-wag-tail far off_be the ind
ov th' road.

"I got_up_an' ran like_a_red_shank t'_McShane's house. I_dundthered_at
his doore_till_he opened it, thin I towld_him_I'd seen th' Banshee!

"'That bates Bannagher!' says_he.

"'It bates th' divil,'_says_I. 'But whose fur_above th' night is what
I'd_like t' know.'

"'Oul Misther Chaine,' says_he, 'as_sure as_gun's iron!'"

The narrative stopped abruptly, stopped at McShane's door.

"Did oul Misther_Chaine die that night?" Anna asked.

"Ax_McShane!" was all the_answer he_gave_and we were_sent_off to_bed.

Hughie was escorted to the pigsty with_his blanket_and candle. What
Jamie saw on the_way to the pigsty_made_the perspiration stand in big
beads on_his furrowed brow. Silhouetted