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'ssly. And with that Peter made his best

lcssly. And with that Peter made his best
bow, and departed from the presence
II might have been some ten minutes after
this that Mrs. Stanley entered the room whore
! was sitting, and as she was etil somewhat
of an invalid, laid down the book | had in
my hand, anu leading her to the sofa, ar
ranged the pillows to her liking.
" wish you would go into the kitchen.
George" she said, a. as | was disposing
light shawl about her person 81 am afraid
there is something wrong between that Irish-
man of yours and Philis. Both their voices
appeared to be good deal raisedas crossed
the hall and heard the man say something
about some orders you had given hiut
Oh, tits nothing, ny dear | said, half
laughing " understand it all. Mulrooney
requires some warm water, which Phillis,
who bears him no love, has suspect declined
to give him"
My explanation scarcely satisfied Mrs STAN
ley, who seemed to think that the disturbance
was greater than would be likely to arise
from such triae. However, She said moth
ing more, ard was searching for a passage
in hly book which thought would please her,
when all at once we were startled by a distant
crash of crockery ware--plates and dishes in
fact, as | afterwards discovered. 10 add to
our annoyance, this crash was speedily fol-
lowed by half-suppressed shrek Mrs
Stanley started up, in alarm.
" Do go and see what is the matter.
George" said she. " told you was sure
it was something serious. That Irishman
will be the death Of Phillis, some of these
days they are always quarrelling"
- Scarcely pausing to listen to the closing
portion of my wifes speech, hulried from
the room, and soon heard, as passed through
the hail. an increasing clamor in the kitchen
beyond First of all came the shrill voice of
Phillis.
d" Ila done, say won't hab muffin to
do wild de stuff, naraway !"
You ugly an conthrairy ould nagur
don't tell ye It's the masther's ordhers !"
heard Peter respond
4" Taint no sech thing. Go way, YOU
poor white lrishcr | tell 'se won't. Who
ebba heard oh a colored 'ccman takin bran
mash aiore, I'd like to know ~
The whole truth of what | had been sus-
pecting for some time flashed upon Inc at
once, and the fun of the thing struck me SO
irrisistibly that | hesitated for a while to
break in upon it.
" Arrah, be oi-y, cant YET an take the
dose like Il daccnt nagur'
- 60 away, tell ZEE 80 screamed Philis
II call missus, dat will"
Och, by this an by that" said Peter,
rcsOlutely, - II us ABOUT To irlghtC1 the
beautiful msthress sc are, an she sick
too, ot This same time, II soon put II stop to
that"
Immediately afterwards heard the sound
of his heavy step across the kitchen floor, and
then came Il short scullc and a stihcd scream
Concluding that 1t was now time for me to
interfere, J moved quickly on and Just as the
scufiing gave way to smothcred sobs and
broken calculations, | flung open the door
and looked in The frat thing that caught
my eye was Phillis seated in chair sput-
tcring and gasping, while Mulrooney, hold
ing her head under his left arm, was employing
his right hand in conveying tin cup of bran
mash from the bucket at his side to her
upturned mouth.
What, in the name of all that s good, are
you doing now, Mulrooney - said l.
" Sure, sir said he. - what ud | do hut
give black Phillis the warm mash, accordin
to yer honor's ordhers Augh. the havthen,
Bad cess to her It's throuble enough I've
had to make her reasonable and obadent, an
that's no he-the stupid ould thafe Of "A na-
CUR -
My dear Urban, you may imagine the fnaie
to 80 rich scene even Mrs. Stanley caug It
the infection, and laughed heartily. As for
Peter, the last ] heard of him was his NUT
tering al he walked away
Ayeh why didn't he tell me , If they
call nagurs flies, and horses fllies, how the
divil should know the differ !"