Plymouth banner. (Plymouth, Marshall County, Ind.) 1852-1855, 1853-08-04
BY sYLvANUs URBAN, THE YOUNGER.

prised by receiving visit from Harry
( Staniy, an old and valued friend of mine.
who owns noble plantation some ten
miles distant from my residence. He
i had ridden across, as country-foikS often
10. not so much because of any particular
I business he had with me, as to have a chat
about old times, and the crops and poll
! tics, and those lesser matters of common
interest TO both. AS | had not seen Har-
ry for several months, owing 10 the ILL.,
ness of Mrs. Stanly, his visit was even
more than unusually agreeable to me, in-
asmuch as it proved that my Old college
chum was still the same frank, easy.
warm hearted fellow as ever. My first
question naturally touched upon the
heal. n of Mrs. Stanly, which was graf
i lied TO learn had greatly improved of late.
Afterwards. we fell into social confdb;
and. when the new topics of the day were
exhausted, Harry strolled with me around
the farm. noting with practiced eye the
growing grain, and specula;ing upon the
proba Utilities of bountiful harvest
Having extended our walk across the
fields, we took TO the hills beyond, and
at length seated ourselves beneath fine
old chesnut tree. from whence there was
d noble prospect of the surrounding coun
Try.
Taking cigar from case he was &C.
customeJ to carry in his pocket. my friend
proceeded leisurely to light it, and, when
this feat was accomplished, and few
whiffs had b-en taken in silence. all at
once, and 10 my great surprise. he sud-
denly broke GU: with
Il say. Urban, do you know anything
of one Peter Mulrooney?'
why do you ask3' said 1.
oh. nothing; only he claims you as a
warm friend of his. and referred me 10
your respectable self for his character
| didn't want TO bother you, however, at
the time; but. happening just then to
need hand, hired him at once, and
do assure you his character soo1 made it.
self apparent without any further trouh-
lie. After he had been with me for a week
or so. doing nothing properly. | thought
it just poss BILE you might have discharged
him for some m,;demeanOr or other, and
concluded 10 catechize my gentleman a
little.
SO you know Mr.. Urban, Mulrooney?'
said |.
Deed sir said he. ''tis proud | am TO
say that same; for sure there isn't la
center jintleman. barrin' its yerself in all
Ameriky.'
Il am happy to hear him so well spo-
ken of; but. If you were so much attach
ed to him. why did you quit his service?'
'Sorra one O. me knows he replied, a
little evasively. as thought. 'Ayeh! hut
lwasn't his fault. anyhow
i dare s.y not. But what did you do
after you left Mr.. Urban?'
Och. bad luck to Inc sir. twas the fool
ishest thing in the world. l married a
WILDLY, SIR
And became householder, eh?'
'Augh! he exclaimed, with an express
ion of disgust. The house would't hold
me long; twas too hot for that, does be
thnkin.'
.Humph! You found the widow too
fond OF having her own way. suppose?
True for you sir; an mighty crooked
way 1t was. an that's no lie
dare say
Straight! Och. by the powers Misther
Stanly. ye may say that! If Id swallow
ed soger's ramrod, 'tisn't straighter I'D
ha' BEEN
And the result was that, not approving
of the widows discipline, you ran away
and left her?'
Sure, sir. twas aisier done nor that.
Her first husband. betther luck to him, |
say. saved me The trouble O. shat.'
Her first husband! What, has she an
other husband iving?'
oh yis; one Michael Conolly, a say
farm man, that was reported dead; but
he came back one day. an resthored him
his wife and childher. Oh, but twas a
proud man | was to be free again.
With these explanations our conver-
sation for the time terminated but, some
days afterwards, colt, of no great value,
looking rather sluggish and heavy, l
thought would test Master Peters use
fulness ABOUT the stables, SO l sent for
him to come TO the house.
Peter said |. do you think could
trust you to give the black filly warm
mash this EVENING"?
AS he stared at me for a minute or
two without replying, repeated the queS-
ton.
is it mash, sir?' said he. Sure. I'd
like to he plasin' your honor any way, all
that's no lie.
AS he spoke. however, fancied | saw
a strange sort of puzzled expression fit
across his face; but taking it for granted
he knew what meant, ! paid at the time