Des Moines courier. ([Ottumwa] Iowa) 1848-1854, 1851-11-06
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am. and dale out the law 10 the vaga-
bones. Och, lis The beautiful business. =
"A magistrate! Can you reads ana
write?p
"Aye! What 'ud | be good for II
could not?'. said Peter, evasively. ssSor-
ra BIT il matihers-'iis strong mark l
make, an that's mol aisy to rub out any
way
take nv advice, Mulroony. and 60
10 work. Diich--dig celIars-break
stones upon road--do any thing rather
than suffer yourself to be made The tool
of designing men, who will use your SER
vices so long as they are beneficial to
them. and cast you off as soon as their
own ambitious projects are achieved. -
Now, as for living, it is very easy for
you-being a single man. -
Peter groaned.
..il's married | sm," said he.
Married !" exclaimed. sand in
your circumstances! What folly!''
"I'ro,h, ye may say that, yer honor!''
said Peter. peniienily. "But Mis,hress
Mulroony was wildly. Och! blt lis
the desayingest crayturs they are, all the
world over. Aye!'' he continued, turn
ing toward me with a look of half hu-
morous sorrow,--"'Iwas wild COW
druv TO market that time. an that's no
lie.''
Was she a country woman Of yours!"
| Inquired.
"Does yer honor be thinkin' lis an
Ameriky woman could chaie me in tina,
wayl" said Pe,ers indignantly. ..Sure
'.isn't in the likes o. them to do The
lhrick."
.But how came this about, Peter!" +
"Aye! Bad luck soon tould. boor.
ded with her.
"And so, Irlshman like, you mus,
needs fall in love with the lady and court
her,"
sIl's mighty lille lore | had for big
Mis,hress Connolly, anyway. an that's
no lie. As for the coor,in', lis Laih-
eral tailin' of mine 10 be spakin SAT,
words 10 the females Of family; and
sure il was nadefui besides, to kape Mis-
lhress Connoily's mind as aisy as an
ou!d shoe while | owed her for boord.''
.And that is the way YOU came to be
married, is i.!"
AYE sir. It's the strangest thing! Oh,
Michael Connolly, why did ye die! Bad
cess 10 me, that iver should live 10 be
I decaived by fat woman Of fifty. Blu,
sure the quarters wor so pleasant, Mr..
urbin," continued Peter, apologeuc4lly,
.'and Mis,hress Connolly so tinderly in
terestin' wild her heart brnk into pieces
wid the sorrows that was in it-oh, bu,
lis strong enough now--ihat | thought
III. 'ud be . marciful interposition TO com
fort her any how"
''And SO YOU courted her, supposed"
'.Oh, but it was a purly sight to see
the way did H." replied Peter, with
one Of his rich laughs. Twas the
beautiiullesi specimens Of the effects oil
blarney that has been seen since ST. Pat
rick pul his comether upon the sarpints. =
What could you expect, then, but
4 marriage as consequences"
..Faix, il's a little thought about i,
'at ali. and less liked it. Sure tould
the uuld woman was single man, and
swore by the pipers that | intended to
remain SO.
Then you should never have song!ii
TO gain her affections;it would have been
cruel 10 serse the poor creature SO, and
desert her afterwards.
] ..Affecuons!. Musa. It's her affections
! wor mouldy many long day ago.
well, you married her, al all events,
said |, impaiienAy.
] 'sFaix, dunno, but does be lhinkin'
twas she married me. One night there
were some of the onId country people
4 at the house, and we talked about ould
lines, and afihcr awhile there was lash
ins Of whisky put on the table; and we
talked aud drinked, and quarrelled, and
/ danced and talked and drinked again, TILL
il's my serious opinion, that my sinses
left me inthirely, and niver come back
till | found meself in bed next mornin'
mighty 0naisy in my mind, wonderin'
! how | got into Misshrtss Connolly's
room instead of my own. While was
4 schaming out an apology, who should
come 10 the door but the lady herself. :"
"Mis,her Mulroony." seq she, wild .
blush, sshow do you find yerseK this
rpOrlin'!'
si'urly well, thank ye. mum" seq l
.barrin' the dhryness Of the mouth.
lis !. dhry We are!" sez she, as saf
as butter. .'Faix. that's easy mended
anyhow. Would ye like dhrop o
sperits, Misther Mnlroonyl'' Il
"Deed, and would, il it be plasin' ye
/ Misshress Connolly," sez !.
ssOh. Peter, sure it's Misthress Mul'
roony ye ustcall me now" sez she.
"l'dbe plased 10 call ye anyt thing that's
dacent and proper, nccushla!' seq |, tin.
derly, for the thirst was consumin' me
"Och. but its the quare man ye are, :
ser she, laughin'. s.Sure was in luck
The day ye came 10 boord at my house. :
ssYe may say that, for Ia gintle.
man Of an anshent family; an it's not al.
ways = ere favored wild the likes, Mis-
lthress Connolly !"
"Mulroony!'' seq she. cOrrectin' me