his eye upon it with a longing look.

"Be Gorra," said he, "that's fine stuff entirely. Will you lave me the
bottle?"

"No," said the Fairy-man, "but I'll call an' give you a little of it
wanst a day."

"Ay do," replied Phelim; "the divil a fear o' me, if I get enough of it.
I hope I'll see you often."

The Fairy-man kept his word; so that what with his bottle, a hardy
constitution, and light bed-clothes, Phelim got the upper hand of his
malady. In a month he was again on his legs; but, alas! his complexion
though not changed to deformity, was wofully out of joint. His principal
blemish, in addition to the usual marks left by his complaint, consisted
in a drooping of his left eyelid, which gave to his whole face a cast
highly ludicrous.

When Phelim felt thoroughly recovered, he claimed a pair of "leather
crackers," * a hare-skin cap, and a coat, with a pertinacity which kept
the worthy couple in a state of inquietude, until they complied with
his importunity. Henceforth he began to have everything his own way. His
parents, sufficiently thankful that he was spared to them, resolved to
thwart him no more.

* Breeches made of sheep's skin, so called from the
noise they make in walking or running.

"It's well we have him at all," said his mother; "sure if we hadn't him,