Wednesday, March 09, 2011

Off to the Green

Bill, "the merry plowboy, would plow the fields by day". Then, "it would come into his mind, that he should runaway." Eileen, his sister, recounts that you could always tell when Bill ran away for the plow horses would be left standing at the property line.
Where to run?
Before the advent of tractors, O'maras, who were neighbors of the Quinlans, could hear Bill singing as he plowed, over two miles away.
What to sing?
With the advent of Hope, the flight pattern changed.
Why not stick around?

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