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there is nothing new under the sun . `` Where ignorance is bliss , ` tis folly to be wise . '' We lamented , in our last chapter , that there is nothing new under the sun ; yet , perhaps , the thoughts and phraseology of the following story may not be familiar to the English . `` Plase your honour , '' says a man , whose head is bound up with a garter , in token and commemoration of his having been at a fair the preceding night -- `` Plase your honour , it 's what I am striving since six o'clock and before , this morning , becààse I 'd sooner trouble your honour 's honour than any man in all Ireland , on account of your character , and having lived under your family , me and mine , twinty years , aye , say forty again to the back o ' that , in the old gentleman 's time , as I well remember before I was born ; that same time I heard tell of your own honour 's riding a little horse in green with your gun before you , a grousing over our town-lands , which was the mill and abbey of Ballynagobogg , though ` tis now set away from me -LRB- owing to them that belied my father -RRB- to Christy Salmon , becààse he 's an Orangeman -- or his wife -- though he was once -LRB- let him deny it who can -RRB- , to _ my certain knowledge _ , behind the haystack in Tullygore , _ sworn _ in a United man by Captain Alick , who was hanged -- Pace to the dead any how ! ------ Well , not to be talking too much of that now , only for this Christy Salmon , I should be still living under your honour . '' `` Very likely ; but what has all this to do with the present business ? If you have any complaint to make against Christy Salmon , make it -- if not , let me go to dinner . ''