When Tom came out one day looking bright and cheery, iverybody belaved they had been conspiring togither, and had hit on some thavish trick they was to play on little Kitty McGuire.
"When the moon was bright, Kitty used to walk to Limerick and back again of an evening.

Her beau most likely went with her, but sometimes she preferred to go alone, as she knowed no one would hurt a bonny little gal as herself.

Tom knowed of these doings, as in days gone by he had jined her once or twice.

So one night he put a white sheet around him as she was coming back from Limerick, and hid under the little bridge over the brook.

It was gitting quite late, and the moon was just gone down, so, when she stepped on the bridge, and he came out afore her, she gave one shriek, and like to have fainted intirely.
"'Make no noise, or I'll ate ye up alive,' said Tom, trying to talk like a ghost.
"'What isht yees want ?' she asked, shaking like a leaf, 'and who are yees ?' "'I'm a shpirit, come to warn ye of your ill-doings.' "'I know I'm a great sinner,' she cried, covering her face with her hands; 'but I try to do as well as I can.' "'Do you know Tom O'Reilly ?' he asked, loud enough to be heard in Limerick.