Richmond palladium., 1844-02-02
LARRY MAHONEY'S TEMPTATION.

LARRY MAHONEY'S TEMPTATION.
"Och murder Biddy Cassidy, you com
ing it TOO strong entirely. Can't yo
be temperate, Biddy. with that sweet tongue c
your own, ard e, poor devil Of boy have
little time TO draw his breath I We're not go
ing to fall ou, about the matter Of could NOR
ming, acushla ! and the wind tearing away thEc
every huie in this oud coat Of niue, and MAXIM
me feel, for oil the world, like that rag Of a ma
stuck up a pole in corntield 10 trighten IN
crows. Only look OF me, Biddy. and puttn
your hand on your heart, like an honest girl q
you ore, tell me in the face Of this beautiful sky
(for Tho devil a thing else, barring myself. ~
have you look ai) would you have the any woTs
than ami Would you have this poor heart @
mino, bruised and battered il has been b.
them two black eyes Of yours, would you hav
it, darling. shiverIDg with tho cowld. too. ant
with not ono drop of the creature" TO kindi
one spark ,here' Ah. then Biddy. i,'s little yo'
know wha, have suffered for you how wnrm
Iy love you, and how many and many tim
this very winter. I've pawned the very brogue
off my feet, and q new Dublin hat into the bal
gain, to be able with a few dacen, boys, 10 drn
your health Yes. B,ddy, to drink your heSl'h
aud long life 10 you and oil belonging to you
and ma ybe don't feel like a Prince every tim
the boys shouted " Biddy Cassidy forever ;" an
the very floor shook under the ta3le with tn
whackng Of the quarts and pin,s. Arrah, Bid
dy, you're too hard entirely. I've drank my
brogues and over again for you, I've drank Car
oIina hat fur and all, for you and I've drank
Blddy, my silk was;oat, and would have dranl
~y ~y., s9s .s.,s sGdsss mol so ss
Larry" said Biddy. who was Just plaii
country girl with reasonable share of goo
sense, and who had, i. will be seen, much re
gard for Larry as he had for her, though the,
differed much IN their way OF showing It don
drink a, all !; don't put another glass 10 you
lips 90 down to Donnerah TO morrow. and as
Father Mathew 10 give you the pledge and iha
will mend every hole in your coat. aud light
fire 10 your heart that will warm you over for
ever and Il day. | would rather have, how ar
you this morning, Blddy, good evening I,
you, darling" said in easy. natural way, am
the words coming right up OF their own accoF
from your heart, than thousand loving healths
to me ever so nrden,ly drank. Can't you low
mo when soberl Must you 60 to the public hous
before YOU can love me I Is their anyt thing il
the whisky so like your own Biddy. as you of.e'
call her, tina, you are as well satisfied with til
ono as tho otherf Where your eyes, Larry
and your senses going Have ever cut you
head at a fair, laid you in the mud in the road
when You ough, TO be asleep IN your bed 2
Have sold your COW and your three pigs. an
The fine old SOW our mother left you. God b
with her. and have made your little farm loo
90 comfor,less and dreary, that even poor bit c
a sparrow cans find straw enough IN the bar
ward TO build her nest with I Think, Larry c
The last words OF your dying mother, when sh
called YOU to her bedside, and holding you b.
The hand, with her eyes that were closing forev
or on YOU aud on the world. fixed on her onl,
son. aud talking still with them when her lip
we're no longer able to move"-
Stop, B,ddy,' cried Larry, running hi
hands across his eyes, stop, not word more 0
you'n kill me dead. am off TO Donuerail +,
night, and I'll foot j, every inch Of tho way, an
never give il up I'LL I'm a, the door of the hol
father Never fear me. BIddy, darling, III be
man Of my word, ani when Pve taken the pledg
tell me now-once for oil, am to have yoursel
into the bargain Tell me that, Biddy, and wis
me God speed on the wav.'
.Here's my hand" Bddy replied placing
frankly and firmly IN bis, :" and may never liv
Bddy, only just so long as you please, and N
longer"
That's enough. darling. that's enough" an
away wen, Larry. bounding like a deer al
adjoining fence, and was soon on the road to tn
town, which was about 30 miles distant.
Editorial Lite at ST Louis.-The following
is from late number Of the ST. Louis Gazette
The other night, individual calling hImsel
Louck. or Luck. came 10 our lodgings. and de
ma nded the author Of an editorial in the Gazette
We gave ourself He said We were not, an
iourished cudgei He cooked pistol II
didn't mean to harm U.s. We didn't harm him
Finally he sloped"
Van Buren, is certainly getting IN his secon
childhood, for The Detroit Advertiser snys he car
run alone. jackson has to lead him along, b.
tyong his military sash around his waist.
A BIG MourHFUL--r, IS said, by locofoco editor, tina
Johnny Weller, recently ".sePt up and Nr. Stewa
up, Ma. conscience. We~,l believe il, though
aJadse' should get top Of pump aad proclaim