She might have said, also:
"I live in the most beautiful part of beautiful Ireland. I can look to my heart's content at the lovely hills and lakes, the fields filled with flowers, and the cascades rippling down the mountainsides."
Yes, let glory be to God that the poor can enjoy these blessings, and it costs them nothing.
CHAPTER VI.
HALLOWE'EN
"It's jumping wid joy I am," said Norah.
It was the eve of the first day of November, and the little girl was putting on a new dress. Her father had been to the pig fair at Killarney. He had sold his pigs for a good price, and had brought home enough blue cloth to make gowns for both Norah and Katie.
But what is a pig fair? perhaps you are wondering. It is like any other fair in the old countries, except that little else is sold besides pigs.