The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1853-1911, 1854-09-14

hear word against an own parent. L
that the pattern of your manners, sir; ol
did ye ever hear me turn my tongue a
gainst one belonging to your a
4 ask your pardon, my own Norah,
he replied, meekly, as in duty bound; 'for
the sake of the lamb we spare the sheep
Why not! and I'm not going to gainsay
but your mother-'
The least said the soonest mendcd' a.
gain interrupted the impatient GIRL
Good night, Morris, and God bless you;
they will be after missing you within, ,and
its little mother thinks where [ am
'Norah above all the girls at wake or
pattern I've been true to you. We have
grown together, and since We were the
height of a rose bush, ye have been dear
er to me than anything on earth. Do,
Norah, for the sake of your young hearts
love, do think if there's no way to win
your mother over. If ye'd take me with
out her leave, sure it's nothing I'd care
for the loss Of thousands, let alone what
yo've gat. Dearest Norah. think; since
you will do nothing without her consent,
do think-for once be serious and don't
laugh
4 II not going to laugh, Morris, re-
piled the little maid at last, after a very
long pause. I've got a wise thought in
to my head for once. His reverence, your
uncle, you say spoke to father-to speak
to mother about it? wonder (and he is
priest) that he hadn't more sense
Sure, mother was the man; but I've got
a wise thought. Good night, dear Nor
ris-good night
The lass sPrang lightly over the fence
into her own garden, leaving her lover
pcdu at the other side, without pos
sessing an idea of what her wise tho't
might be. When she entered the kitch-
en-, matters were going on as usual-her
mother busting in stile, and as cross as
"a bag of wcasels.'
Jack Clary,' said she, addressing her
husband who sat quietly in the corner,
smoking his 8ooacea, It's well ye'vc got a
wife who knows what's what. God help
me, I'7e little good Of a husband barring
the name! Are We sure Black Nell's in
the stable ? The spouse NODDED. 'The
COW and the calf had they fresh straw?'-
Bad cess to ye, can't ye use your tongue,
and answer civil question: continued
the lady.
My dear he replied, sure one like
you has enough for ten
This very just observation was, like
most truths, SO disagreoable, that a Sc
we're storm would have followed, had not
NOrah stepped up to her father and whis-
pered in his ear, 4 don't think the stable
door is fastened Mrs Clary caught the
sound, and in no gentle terms ordered
her husband to attend to the comforts of
Black Nell.
I'll 60 with father myself and see,'
said Norah,
That's like my own child, always
cheerful observed the mother, as the
father and daughter closed the door.
Dear father, began Norah, 'it isn't alto
gethcr about the stable wanted ye; but
-but-but the priest said something to
you today about-Morris Donovan
Yes, darling, and about yourself, my
sweet Norry.'
Did you speak to mother about it?
NO, darling, she's been SO cross all
day. Sure [ go through dale for peace
and quictness If I was like other men,
aud got drunk, and wasted, it might be
IN reason; but As to Morris, she was
very fond'of the boy till she turned like
sour milk all in q minute. I'm afraid e.
ven the priest ii get no good of her.
Father, dear father, said Norah, sup
pose ye were to say nothing about it, good
or bad, and just pretend to take sudden
dislike to Morris and let the priest speak
to her himself, she'd come round
'Out of opposition to me, eh ?
Yes
and let her gain the day then?-that
would be cowardly,' replied the father
drawing himself up.
NO, won't
/ Father, dear, you don't understand,
said the cunning lass; sure ye're for Nor
ris; and when we are-thatis, fl mean
-suppose-father you know what
mean,' she continued, and luckily the
twilight concealed her blushes-'lf that
took place it's Won that would have yeI