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William Grahams Murder


AN IRISH STORY


“There is that fence broken again,” said William Graham, Mr. Jennings’ Scotch steward, as he entered his comfortable home in the yard, in which he had lived for fifteen years. “I wish the blackguard Murphys were out of this, for I know they will never quit this mischief as long as they are here.”

“So do I, Bill,” answered his wife, while Graham got a hatchet, a hammer and some long nails with which to repair the wooden paling. “But had ye not better wait and eat your breakfast before ye go out now? It is nearly ready.”

“No, I will make the fence right in five minutes, and then I can eat my breakfast in comfort; but I wish the master would come home and do something about the Murphys. It would be better to leave them the bit of a field than to have all this trouble at his yard gate if he does not put them out.”… Read More