The North-Carolina standard., 1843-04-26
From the Plain Dealer.
LARRY MAH0NEI'S TEMPTATION.
AN IRISH STORY.
pYA GENTLEMAN OF THIS CITY.

"Och murder! BidGy Cassidy, you're coming
it over me too strong intirely. Can't you DC
temperate, Biddy with that sweet tongue OF your
own, and let a poor divil of boy have little
time to draw his breath? We're not going to
fall out about the matter of glass or two OF a
could morning, acu5hla and the wind tearing
away through every hole in this ould coat OF
mine, and making me feel for all the world like
that rag of man stuck up on pole IN corn-
field to frighten the crows. Only look at me
Biddy, and putting your hand on your heart,
like an honest man as you are, tell me Ill the lace
of this beautiful sky, (for the divil thing else,
barring myself I'd have you look aD would you
have me any worse than am Would You have
this poor heart of mine bruised and battered as 1t
has been by them two black eyes ofycurs; would
you Ihave it, darling, shivering with the cowld, too
and not drop of the ''crature" to klndle one
spark there Ah then, Biddy, its little ycu know
what have suffered for you; how warmly love
you, and how many and many time this very
winter, I've pawned the very brogues off my feet,
and a new Dublin hat into the bargain, to be able
with few dacent boys to drink your health
Yes, Biddy, to drink your health and long life to
you and all belonging to you; and maybe didn't
feel ike Prince every time the boys shouted
"Biddy Cassidy for erer;'' and the very floor
shook under the table with the whacking of the
quarts and pints. Arrah, Biddy, you're too
hard entirely I've drank my brogues over and
over again for you. I've drank my Caroline hat,
fur and all, for you; and I've drank, Biddy, my
silk waistcoat, and would have drank my coat
and-but where's the use in talking-what
would not be willing to drink for yOu!"
Larry" said Biddy, who was just a plain
country girl, with a reasonable share of good
sense, and who had, as will be seen, as much re-
gard for Larry he had for her, though they diff
fered much in their way of showing it, GO don't
drink at all: don't put another lass to your lips;
go down to Donnerail tomorrow, and ask Father
Mathew to give you the Pledge; and that will
mend every hole in your coat and light fire IN
your heart that will warm You all over, forever
and day. / would rather have how are you
this morning Biddy, or good evening to you, dar-
ling" said i'll an easy natural way, and the words
coming right up of their own accord from your
heart than thousand loving healths to me, ever
so ardently drank. Can't you love me when So
bcr? Must You go to the public house before you
can think of me! Is there any thing in the whis
key so like your own Biddy, as you often call
her, that you are as well satisfied with one as the
other! Where are your eyes, Larry, and your
senses going! Have [ ever cut your head at a
Fair, or laid you in the mud on the road, when
you ought to be asleep in your bed! Have sold
your Cow and your three Pigs, and the fine old
Sow, that your mother left you, God be with her,
and have l made your little farm look so comfort
less and dreary, that even poor bit of a sparrow
can't find straw enough in the barn yard to build
her nest with? Think, Larry, of the last words
Of your poor dying mother, when she called you
to the bed side and holding you by the hand, with
her eyes, that were closing forever you and the
world, fixed on her only son, and talking still with
them when her lipswere no longer ableto move''-
"Stop, Biddy," cried Larry, running his hand
across his eyes, "stop, not word more or you'll
kill nee dead. I'm off to Donnerail to night,
and III foot it every inch Of the way and never
give up till I'm at the door of the holy father
Never fear me Biddy, darling, I'll be man to
my word, and when I've taken the pledge tell
me now,-once for ALL am to have yourself in
to the bargain! Tell me that Biddy and wish
me God speed on the way "Here's my hand,''
Biddy replied, placing it frankly and firmly in
his, ''and may never live to see the coming
Sunday if my name shall be Cassidy only Just
as long as you please and no longer ''That's
enough, darling, that's enough;'' and away went
Larry, bounding like deer over an adjoining
fence, and was soon on the road to the town,
which was about % miles distant
There was no thought of preparation for the
journey; he had caught the right spirit, and ra-
ther than run chance of its cooling down, he
took to his heels just as he was. But Larry had
70 meet with many temptations on his way; and
were it not for the very strong resolution he had
taken and the love he bore the girl he left be-
hind, he might have fallen before he had reached
the middle Of his journey,