Liberty advocate. [volume] (Liberty, Miss.) 1835-1866, 1841-07-29
LIBERTY, NH) THURSDAY, 9ULY %, 1871

have me, and they'll cut me up in bits 10
lecture on me body--just as Tom Koran,
the schoolmaster, used to cut up pray,ee,
when he'd be lecthurin' on algebra and
.cxplainin' the sides and ang es of a paral.
telegram. The docthurs Hurry
T. F."
Poor Peggy opened the letter, saw the
announcement oil Tins death, and read,
her eyes sutfused in tears, his dying in
junction on her 10 save him from the seal.
PEI Of the surgeons--W Without once per-
ceiving the absurdity it contained, or stop
ping to criticise its incongruities she ran
TO the underwriters hired hearse and
a carriage, and accompanied by couple
OF Tins friends on horseback hurried on
to the Hospital, Having arrived there,
Peggy in that plantive funeral cry--half
melody and half neutrality-suspicious. to the
peasantry Of her sex in the West of Ire
land, keaned out as she left the carriage.
" o thin, Tim, Tim, vick.o.machree, why did
you diet
And leave me in foreign land, without friend
Sure when you were by me side didn't fear
the fayver
But now that you are gone, who's to protect me
at all at all ~
WHATS the matter, my good woman?'
says the gentleman who officiates as clerk
of the Hospital /; what's the matter?'
Poor Bddy needed not what he said
She had lost, 50 she thought, her Tim i;
and her mind was too full of grief to en-
terrain thought that was not for him.
One of Tins equestrian friends, howe
yer, replied in "A Surly tone" She wants
the dead body Of her husband, and she
must have it too. Don't think ou're go~
ing to larn the art Of KILN people and
cuttin' off limbs upon him, though he did
die in the Charity Hospital y
Pray what's his name ? inquired the
clerk.
Yis, and be gor it isn't long till we
give you your tay, if you don't let us have
the body = said Tins friend.
His name, was Tim Flanagan but he
is dead now, the Lord be good to his sowI
and in troth If he was aitpe and in his
own fathers house today, isn't dead he'd
be in the Charity Hospital y replied Tins
friend.
In short, they would have Tim dead !;
they would have the body; aud they
would 90 up TO the room in which they
knew him to be, or have been. Up,
therefore, they went. Tim had just fal.
len into slumber, after having taken his
soup. lie was dreaming Of the green fields
of his childhood, or, mayhap Of the pc
riod of life still green in his memory,
which the frosts of adversely could never
render wlhered or arid--that period when
the rosy cheek and soft blue eye Of Peggy
first
Caught his " uthful fancy"
Whatever he was dreaming Of Peggy
was thinking Of but him. She flew to give
him an embrace, but before she could
clasp his horizontal form he had awoke,
and sprung upright in the bed as suddenly
as ii he been galvanized.
Peggy iainted--Tim's two courageous,
equestrian friends ran to the gate, mount
ed their horses and gallopedihome, swear
ing they saw Tim Flanigan's ghost that
every room in the Hospital was haunted
with spercts, and that they'd never go for
Tins corpse again till there had been
three masses said for the repose of his
soul.
Peggy soon recovered, and instead of
finding Tim corpse was rejoiced to find
him convalesent.