The Undead Priest: Part 1
There was a widow woman one time, lived away in a remote mountainous area
outside Dublin. The place she lived in was very lonely and she had only
one son who went into the priesthood. He was very intelligent and was away
for years at the seminary in Maynooth. Never once did he come back to
see his mother until he was quite old. They said that he had some sort
of sickness about him and that he had come home to stay for while with
his old mother to recover his health.
She was very pleased to see him and made him very welcome. Her neighbours
too called from time to time to welcome him home but he had been away for
such a long time and was no longer a local man, nor did he make any attempt
to become part of the community. He was sharp and aloof and truth to tell
with all his book-learning he considered himself much better than those who
lived in the district around. Local people consulted him on matters of faith
but they did not socialise with him nor he with them. He simply shut himself
away in his mother's cottage in the mountains with his books and his own
thoughts. Then, just before his 50th birthday, he suddenly died. Whether it
was because of what alied him I don't know, but I believe that the death was
very quick.
His body was laid out in his mother's house and everybody in the immediate
locality called there to pay their respects and to help in the funeral ineed.
It was a sad day when they waked him and a sadder day yet when they carried
his coffin from the lonely mountain cottage to the rocky graveyard on the side
of a hill a few miles away. All the people in the locality went to the funeral
but the mother was not feeling up to the long and difficult journey and so
remained at home.
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