down to him. At last, however, I dropped a stone almost on top of him and he flew away. I clambered down hastily, and found to my amazement a worn golf ball! No doubt it had been brought out some way or other from the links in County Clare, which are not far off, and the bird had been trying half the morning to break it.
Further on I had a long talk with a young man who is inquisitive about modern life, and I explained to him an elaborate trick or corner on the Stock Exchange that I heard of lately. When I got him to understand it fully, he shouted with delight and amusement.
'Well,' he said, when he was quiet again, 'isn't it a great wonder to think that those men are as big rogues as ourselves.'
The old story-teller has given me a long rhyme about a man who fought with an eagle. It is rather irregular, and has some obscure passages, but I have translated it with the scholar.
PHELIM AND THE EAGLE.
And I bothered, on a Sunday,
I put my brogues on me,
And I going to Tierny
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