; and she tells
in it of her troubles at the Boston factory, of her lasting sorrow for
her drowned brothers, and her as lasting anger against her sister's
husband.
'Do you remember, neighbours, the day I left the white strand? I
did not find anyone to give me advice, or to tell me not to go. But
with the help of God, as I have my health, and the help of the King
of Grace, whichever State I will go to, I will never turn back
again.
'Do you remember, girls, that day long ago when I was sick and when
the priest said, and the doctor, that with care I would come
through? I got up after; I went to work at the factory, until
Sullivan wrote a letter that put me down a step.
'And Bab O'Donnell rose up and put a shawl about her. She went to
the office till she got work for me to do; there was never a woman
I was with that would not shake hands with me; now I am at work
again, and no thanks to Sullivan.
'It is a great shame to look down on Ireland, and I think myself it
is not right; for the potatoes are growing in the gardens there,
and the women milking the cows. That is not the way in Boston, but
you may earn it or leave it there; and if the man earns a dollar,
the woman will be out drinking it.
'My curse on the curraghs, and my blessings on the boats; my curse
on that hooker that did the treachery; for it was she snapped away
my four brothers from me; the best they were that ever could be
found. But what does Kelly care, so long as he himself is in their
place?
'My grief on you, my brothers, that did not come again to land; I
would have put a boarded coffin on you out of the hand of the
carpenter; the young women of the village would have keened you,
and your people and your friends; and is it not Bridget O'Malley
you left miserable in the world?
'It is very lonely after Pat and Tom I am, and in great trouble for
them, to say nothing of my fair-haired Martin that was drowned long
ago; I have no sister, and I have no other brother, no mother; my
father weak and bent down; and, O God, what wonder for him!
'My curse on my sister's husband; for it was he made the boat; my
own curse again on himself and on his tribe. He married my sister
on me, and he sent my brothers to death on me; and he came himself
into the farm that belonged to my
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