Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1855-03-16

them fine apples
Mrs Hewson was going to propose
Billy rs remaining, but her husband whis.
pered, wait till Tomorrow So Gahan
and his child were allowed 70 depart.
Next morning the magistrates of the
district were on the alert. and several
suspicious-looking 'men found lurking
about, were taken up. A hat which fit.
ed one of them was picked up in Mr.
Hewson's grove; the gravel under the
end window bore many signs of trampl-
ing feet and there were marks on the
wall as if guns had rested against it,
Gahan's information touching the intend
ed meeting at kiIcrean bog proved to be
totally without foundation; and after a
careful search, not single pike or weap-
ON Of any description could be found
there. All these circumstances combin-
ed certainly looked suspicious; but, after
prolonged investigation. as 10 guil.
could be actually brought home to Gahan,
he was dismissed. One ofhis examiners,
however, said privately, Il advise you
take care of that fellow, Hewson. If
were in your place, I'd just trust him as
far as could throw him, and not an inch
beyond
A indolent, hospitable Irsih country
gentleman, such as Mr. Hewson, is never
without an always shrewd and often rogu-
lsh prime minister, who saves his master
the trouble Of looking after his own az
E,,rS and ,no n rac .vary ,h,,e ,b,t -, IN
be done IN both the home aud foreign de-
partments--trom putting new door on
the pig -stye, to letting farm of an hun
kred acres on lease. Now in this, or
rather these capacities, Gahan had long
served Mr.. Hewson; and some seven
years previous TO the evening on which
our story commences, he had streno then.
ed the tie and increased his influence
considerably by marrying Mrs Hewson's
favorite and faithful maid. One child
was the result of this union and Ms.
Hewson. who had no family of her own,
took much interest in little BIlly-more
especially after the death Of his mother
who, poor thing! the ne'ghbors said. was
not very happy, and would gladly, if she
dared, have exchanged her lonely cottage
for the easy service Of her formmer mis-
tress.
Thus, though for time Mr.. and Mrs
Hewson regarded Gahan with someldoubt
the feeling gradually wore away, and the
steward regained his former influence.
After the lapse Of a lew stormy months
the rebellion was queled all the prison
ers taken up were severally disposed o
by hanging, transportation, or acqui,tal
according to the nature and amount o
the evidence brought against them; ane
the country became as peaceful as ii is il,
the volcanic nature Of eur Irish soil eyel
10 be.
The Hewsons' kindness toward Ga
hans child was steady and unchanged
They took him into their house, and
gave HIM a PLAIN bu, solid education; SC
that William, while yet boy, was ena
bled to be Of some use TO his patron, ant
daily enjoyed more and more Of his con
fidence.
Another evening, the twentieth ami
versary OF that with which this narrative
commenced came round. MIR. and Mrs
ilewson were stlll hale and active, dwell.
ing in their hospi,able home, About
eight o'clock at night, Tim Gahan, nov
STOPPING sray.halred man, entered Nj
Hewson's kitchen, and took his seat on
the corner of the settle next the FIRE.
The cook, directing silent sisnifcan
glance Of compassion toward her fellow
servants, said
Would you like a drink of cider
Tim, OF will you wat and take cup o
tay with myself and KITTY 2"
The old mans eyes were fixed on the
fire, and a wr,nkled hand was planted
firmly on each knee, as if to check theil
involuntary trembling. "l'll not drink
anything this night, thank you kindly
Nelly" he said, in a slow musing man
ner, dwelling long on each word.
Where's BlIIy!" he asked, after a
pause, in quick hurried tone, looking
up suddenly at the cook, with All express
sion in his eyes which, as she atlerward
said, took away her breath.
"Oh, never heed Bully! l suppose
he's busy with the inaster.'
Where's the use, Nelly" said the
coachman, "in hiding it from him Sure
sooner or later, he must know il. Tim,'
he continued, God knows It's sorrow lc
my heart this blessed night to make
yours sore; bu, the truth is, that William
has done wha, he oughtn't 10 do to the
man that was all one as a father to him.
"What has he done what will you
dare say again my boy! 7"
Taken money, them" replied the
coachman, that the master had marked
and put by in his desk, Tor he suspected
tins some time pas, that gold was miss
ing. This morning twas gone: Il searci
was made, and the marked guneas vert
found with your son William"
The old man covered his face with his
hands, and rocked himself to and fro.
Where is he now O. at length he
asked, in hoarse voice.
Lock ed up safe in the inne! store
room; The master intends sending hun
to jail early tomorrow morning"
He will not" said Gahan. slowly
Kill the boy that saved his life no
no."
"Poor fellow the grief is setting hi