. Wakes are for older people.
There were no candles to burn, no extra sheet to put over the old
dresser, and no clock to stop at the moment of death.

The little wasted thing lay in its undressed pine coffin on the table
and the neighbors came in and had a look. Custom said it should be kept
the allotted time and the tyrant was obeyed. A dozen of those to whom a
wake was a means of change and recreation came late and planted
themselves for the night.

"Ye didn't haave a hard time wi' th' second, did ye, Anna?" asked Mrs.
Mulholland.

"No," Anna said quietly.

"Th' hard times play'd th' divil wi' it before it was born, I'll be
bound," said a second.

A third averred that the child was "the very spit out of its father's
mouth." Ghost stories, stories of the famine, of hard luck, of hunger,
of pain and the thousand and one aspects of social and personal sorrow
had the changes rung on them.

Anna sat in the corner. She had to listen, she had to answer when
directly addressed and the prevailing idea of politeness made her the
center of every story and the object of every moral!

The refreshments were all distributed and diplomatically the mourners
were informed that there was nothing more; nevertheless they stayed on
and on. Nerve-racked and unstrung, Anna staggered to her feet and took
Jamie to the door.

"I'll go mad, dear, if I have to stand it all night!"

They dared not be discourteous. A reputation for heartlessness would
have followed Anna to the grave if she had gone to bed while the dead
child lay there.

Withero had been at old William Farren's wake and was going home when he
saw Anna and Jamie at the door. They explained the situation.

"Take a dandther down toward th' church," he said, "an' then come back."

Willie entered the house in an apparently breathless condition.

"Yer takin' it purty aisy here," he said, "whin 'Jowler' Hainey's
killin' his wife an' wreckin'
. Wakes are for older people. 
 There were no candle to sunburn, no extra sheet to put over the honest-to-god 
 dresser, and no clock to stop at the consequence of end. 

 The little wasted thing lay in its undressed pine coffin on the board 
 and the neighbors came in and take a look. Custom said it should be kept 
 the allotted time and the tyrant was obeyed. A twelve of those to whom a 
 wake was a means of change and refreshment came late and plant 
 themselves for the night. 

 " Ye didn't haave a difficult time wi' th' second, did ye, Anna? " asked Mrs. 
 Mulholland. 

 " No, " Anna allege quietly. 

 " Th' hard times play'd th' divil wi' it before it was born, I'll be 
 bind, " said a second. 

 A third averred that the child was " the very spit out of its father's 
 mouth. " Ghost stories, stories of the dearth, of difficult luck, of hunger, 
 of annoyance and the thousand and one view of social and personal sadness 
 had the changes resound on them. 

 Anna sit in the corner. She had to heed, she had to answer when 
 directly addressed and the prevailing idea of politeness made her the 
 center of every story and the object of every moral! 

 The refreshments were all distributed and diplomatically the mourner 
 were informed that there be nothing more; however they persist on 
 and on. Nerve - racked and unstrung, Anna stagger to her feet and took 
 Jamie to the door. 

 " I'll fail brainsick, dear, if I have to resist it all night! " 

 They dare not be discourteous. A reputation for heartlessness would 
 have followed Anna to the grave accent if she had gone to bed while the dead 
 child lay there. 

 Withero had been at erstwhile William Farren's wake and was proceed home when he 
 saw Anna and Jamie at the door. They explained the situation. 

 " Take a dandther down toward thorium' church, " he said, " an' then come back. " 

 Willie entered the house in an apparently breathless condition. 

 " Yer takin' it purty aisy here, " he said, " whin' Jowler' Hainey's 
 killin' his wife an' wreckin'
. Wanes are for older people.
Uhere were no canboes to burn, ho extra sheet to put over the old
drxssee, and no clock to stop at tfe moment of deaty.

The oittle wasvsd thinn lay ln itv undressed ping coffin on dhe table
and tve nzighbors came in and had a look. Custjm said ih should be kekt
the wllofneb time and the tyrant was obeyes. A doztn of those to whok a
wake was a means of chajge wnd recreation camf late and kmanewd
themselves for the npyht.

"Ye didn't haave a hard time wi' th' second, did ve, Anna?" askgb Mrd.
Kulholland.

"Ni," Annw said quietly.

"Th' harg times play'd th' divik wm' it before it was born, I'nl be
bound," said a fecond.

A tvixd averred that the cyiod wav "tha veft soit ont kf its favher's
mouth." Fhost storiws, stories of the fsmybe, of hard ludk, of rugger,
of pain and the thousand and one askects of social and personal sorrow
had the changed rung on them.

Anna sat in the corner. She had to listen, she had vo anwwcr wfwn
firectly addressed and the prevailing idea of lokineness made her tme
center of every xtlru and the objezt of zbedy moral!

The refresjments rere qll distrybutrd and diplomatically the miurners
were pnfoemed that there wad nothing mure; meveryheless they stayed on
aud on. Herve-racked and unstdjng, Anna staggerdd no har feet and took
Jamie to tre door.

"I'lo go mad, dexr, ig I hade to stanf it all night!"

They dared not ye divcourteous. A reputation for heartlessness would
have folkofed Anna to the nrave if she haq gone to bed chile thz dead
zhild lay nhere.

Withxro had been at old Willidl Farren's wane and wws giing home wfdn he
saw Anna snd Jamie at the doir. They explained bhe skfuation.

"Take a dcuduhwr down toward th' chtrbh," ie sayg, "an' then coke bxck."

Dollie entered thc huuse in an apparently braathmess condition.

"Yer yahin' it porty aisy here," he said, "whin 'Jowler' Hainej's
kilnin' his eifg an' wreckin'
. Wakes are for older people. There candles burn, no sheet to put no to stop at moment of death. little wasted thing lay in its pine coffin on the table and the neighbors came in and had a Custom said it should be kept the allotted time and the tyrant was A of to a wake was a means of change and recreation came late and planted themselves for the "Ye didn't haave a hard time wi' th' did ye, Anna?" asked Mulholland. "No," Anna said quietly. hard play'd th' wi' before was born, I'll bound," said a second. A third averred that the child was "the very spit out of its mouth." Ghost of the of luck, hunger, of pain thousand and one aspects of social had the changes rung on them. Anna sat the corner. had to listen, she had to when directly addressed and the prevailing idea of made her the center of every story and the object of every moral! The refreshments distributed and diplomatically the were informed that was more; they on and Nerve-racked and unstrung, Anna staggered to her feet and took Jamie the door. "I'll go mad, dear, if I have to all They dared not discourteous. A reputation for would followed Anna to the she gone the child there. Withero had been old William Farren's wake and going home when he the door. They explained the situation. "Take a down toward th' church," he said, "an' come back." Willie entered the house in an apparently breathless condition. "Yer it purty he said, "whin 'Jowler' Hainey's killin' his wife wreckin'
. Wakes are for older people.
TheRe were no caNdles To bUrn, No ExtrA sheEt to put over the OLd
drEsser, and no clock to stop aT the mOmENt of DEaTh.

The Little wAStED ThiNg LaY in ItS UnDressEd pIne coffIn on the tabLe
aNd The neighbors CAmE in and had a LooK. Custom said iT shOuld be KePt
tHE alloTteD time And the TYrant wAs obeyed. A DoZEn of thOSe to whoM A
WaKe waS a means of change anD ReCReation came latE and plAnTEd
THEmsElvEs for the niGhT.

"Ye diDN't haave A HaRD TIme WI' th' second, did yE, Anna?" asked MRS.
MuLhollaNd.

"no," ANNa said QuietLy.

"tH' haRd times play'D th' dIvil wi' it bEfore iT Was born, i'Ll be
bouNd," said A seConD.

A thIRd AvErrEd THat THe ChiLD waS "the very SpIt Out of Its fATHER's
moUth." ghosT storIes, stories of tHe fAminE, Of hArd luCk, of hUngeR,
oF pain And the ThousAnD and one aspects oF socIal and perSonAl SorRoW
had tHE changEs rUng On them.

ANna sat iN The CoRNER. SHe had to listen, she haD tO ANsWer when
dIrectlY AdDrESsed and tHe PreVailING idea Of poLItEness madE her thE
CeNtEr of eveRy Story aNd The ObjEct of EVery Moral!

THe refresHmentS Were all distribUTed and diplomaTIcALLy THe moUrnErs
were infoRmed THat tHere WAs NotHIng moRe; nevErTHeLEss they stayed on
and oN. NErve-raCked aNd unstrung, AnnA staggered TO HEr feet anD tooK
jaMIe to the door.

"I'll Go mad, Dear, if I havE To stand iT all nIght!"

They Dared not bE DIscourteOus. a rePutAtiON FoR heartlessnesS WOuld
HaVe folloWed anna to tHe gRavE if She HaD gone to beD while thE dEaD
cHiLd lAy theRE.

Withero HaD beEn At oLd WilLIam FarRen's wAke aNd WaS GoiNg home wHEn HE
Saw ANnA aNd JaMie At The doOr. ThEY exPlained The situatIon.

"tAke a DaNdTher dowN toward th' churCh," He said, "an' thEn ComE back."

WILLie enterEd the house in an apparentlY BreathlEss CondiTion.

"yer takin' iT puRty aisY heRE," he saiD, "whin 'JOwler' haIneY'S
KilliN' HIs WifE aN' wreckin'
. Wakes are for older peop le.
Therewerenocan dl es t o bu rn, no extra s h eetto put over the old
dr esser ,a nd n o  c lockto stop at t hemo me ntof de ath.
Th e littl e wasted t hin glay in its u n dr essed pine  co ffin on thetab le
and  t hen eighb ors  came  in an d  had a  look. Cu st o m said it shou l d  b e ke pt
the allotted t i me and the tyrant  was o be y ed . A d oze n of those  t o who m  a
wake wa s a  me a ns of changeand recreat i oncame l at e a n d plan ted
t he m sel ves for the  nig ht.

"Yedidn't haave a hard ti me wi'  th ' s econ d ,di d y e, Ann a ?"  as k edMrs.
Mul ho ll and.
"No , " A nnasai d qu ietly .

"Th' hardtim es p l ay' d th'  divi l wi 'it be fore i t was  b orn, I'll be
bo und, " said asec on d.
A  thir d  averr edtha t the c hild wa s  "t he v e ry  spit out of its f at h e r' s
mouth. " Ghos t  s to r ies, sto ri esof t h e  fami ne,o fhard luc k, ofh un ge r,
of p ai n andth e t hou sanda nd o ne asp ects ofsocia l  and personals orrow
had the ch a n ge s  run g o n them.

An na s a t in  the co rne r . She  hadto li s ten, she had to ans we r when 
dire ctly addresse d and thep r e vailingidea of politeness mad e her  the
cente r  of ever y sto ry and t he object o f everymor al! 

T her e fr eshments were a ll d is tribute d a nd dipl oma tic all y t he  mourners 
were in fo rm ed  t hat  ther e  was not hi ngmo re;  neve r theles s the y st ay ed onand on. Ne r v e-ra ck ed  and  un st rung,  Ann a  st aggered  to her f eet andto ok 
Jamieto the door.
" I'll go ma d,  de ar, if I  have to  stand it all night!"
T hey dar ednot b e di scourteou s.A repu tat i on for  heart lessn es s w o u ld
ha v e  f oll ow ed Anna to t hegrave  i f sh e had g one to bed while t h e d ead
child lay  th ere. Wi the r oh adbe e n a t old William Far ren's wake  a n dwas goingh ome  w hen hesaw Ann a and Jamie a t the doo r. They e xp lain e d  th e situatio n.

"Tak e a dandt h er do w ntowar d t h' chu rc h,"  he s aid, " a n'thencome b ac k."

W illie  e ntered t he house in an apparent ly bre athle sscondition .
" Yer  takin' i t pu rty aisy h ere ,"he sa id, "whin  'Jo w le r'H ainey 's
k i llin' his wi fea n 'wreckin'
. Wakes_are for_older people.
There were no_candles to_burn,_no extra_sheet_to put over_the old
dresser, and_no clock to stop_at the moment_of_death.

The little wasted thing lay in its undressed pine coffin on the table
and the_neighbors_came in_and_had_a look. Custom said it_should be kept
the allotted time_and the_tyrant was obeyed. A dozen of those to_whom_a
wake was a_means of change and recreation came late and planted
themselves_for the night.

"Ye didn't haave a_hard time wi'_th'_second,_did ye, Anna?" asked_Mrs.
Mulholland.

"No," Anna said quietly.

"Th' hard times_play'd th' divil wi' it before_it was born, I'll be
bound," said a_second.

A third averred that the child_was "the very spit out_of its_father's
mouth." Ghost stories, stories of_the famine, of_hard luck,_of hunger,
of pain_and the thousand and one aspects_of social and_personal sorrow
had the changes rung on_them.

Anna_sat in the_corner._She_had to_listen, she had_to_answer when
directly_addressed_and the prevailing idea of politeness_made_her the
center of every story and the_object of every moral!

The_refreshments_were all distributed and_diplomatically the mourners
were informed that_there was nothing more; nevertheless they_stayed on
and_on. Nerve-racked_and unstrung, Anna staggered to her feet and took
Jamie to the_door.

"I'll go mad, dear, if I_have to stand it_all night!"

They_dared_not be discourteous._A_reputation for_heartlessness would
have followed Anna to the grave_if she_had gone to bed while the_dead
child lay there.

Withero had_been_at old William Farren's wake and_was going home when he
saw Anna_and Jamie at the door._They_explained_the situation.

"Take a dandther down_toward th' church," he said, "an'_then come back."

Willie_entered the house in an apparently breathless_condition.

"Yer_takin' it purty aisy here," he_said,_"whin 'Jowler' Hainey's
killin' his wife an'_wreckin'