Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1855-06-29

ano!her story from, said Mrs O'kory
looking inexpressibly wick.i, as muc
as to say, "PhilI, you would invent fly
ing L.achine if you could induce i, t,
e tell yarn"
"Niver bit Maggy, me own brigh
Jewell, said Phil, atfectionalely kissing
his little wife, "fof shane / bless, vic
the last drap iv my breath. the lucky da,
whn, wid tears in me eyes. and hackory
in me hand, | walked out iv COLONY
and joined meself to sarvice wild the
father Iv me own faithful little star i,
me life :! and wasn't the merry little an
gels ever papln out iv them bright eyes
maxim continual sunshine in the lonely
breast iv poor Phil !" "Everyihng
went on finely contntinued Phil, turn.
ing 10 me, but when came TO pop the
question to the old man" TASK the
Old gentleman consent to your union
you probably mean TO say" "Yes; well
says the old man, says he, ye young
sapleen ye, aud av We got the money 2
No, says |, 'bu, | can se. IL We'll,
says the eud man, says he, when you
sho" me the wu,h iy Masgy III sIler,
thin we'll talk
well af,her kissin' the dew draps
from Maggy's cheeks. and sheddin few
" me own, took a sorrowful leave oi
ould Ireland passed across the channel
joined mesef TO a brickayer, learned
the thrade, and returned to me ould
home, wld me pockets full lv money. aud
hea five years older thin whin left
filled wId visions iv love aud Massy.-
But poor Phill's tl,roubes wasn't to an
end yet found the ould Min and his
wife both dead, and Maggy, me own
dear Maggy, gone out to sarsice, nobody
knew whittier.
Il sot down on the ould door stone
where Maggy aud | last parted Me
poor heart was almost breakln' in,hlrely.
Alas, alas 7 says |, " id tears in me ewes
what's this bright word to me now =
and where's the friend have al all, now
she's gone yes, gone. Och hone. och
hone. and why did cruel fate so rudely
crush from me poor heaft, the lee,e bud
,v joy i, 50 iondly cherished
30 Masgy, me own bright Maggy
i: sc could see poor Phil now, wouldn't
the tear " pity dim thnse sp'ri, sparklln
eyes, aud will their soft bames niver
again wake the merry sony in the breas,
iv poor lone Phil, niver, niver, Och
hone. och hone.
IL thin fur the first time, felt meseli
real lonely wanderer. procured work
wherever | could fnd IT, only to drive
away me melancholy feelings.
',ln the eoorse lv me ihraveis | reach.
ed the great city iv Dublin. was a,
work one day on the top iv tall chin
bly,, whin BEN tired sot down me hod
and fell into a kind iv revierie and
bedad dldn', fall into the ch,nby be-
side9 ! fetched up, not all s,andin', for
the rason my fu,s were the other way
And where av ye got to now 2 says
|. 4 mus, be an auupode for sure
but av mortal antipathy 70 g't'in into
such a predlcament as this same II this
is the ST, alght aud narrow way the ould
pras,e spake iv, | wish he'd ,hry i, him
self, and see how he'd like it,
Il began to think over my bad fortune
but for want iv room gave up rumnat
ing upon the subject altogether.
Thinks sure, this dust and sut'l
immor,olize me BY stranglin, so I'll i'm
mottalze meself at onct, by becoming ;
poet. Here is me first effort:
20, if were t'other eend up,
How I'd streak it to the top
but, found couldn't compose poety
nor meself neither in sich dark corne
iv the earth, especially whin felt the no
arth, especially win felt the no, smoke
risin from one iy the fues. 0 meel,
mur,her. says |, and was it for this mt
poor ou!d mother brought me up. to di.
a scalding hot death in the bilin pot be
low 2
But what was to be done Il wa,
destruction before. aud forty feet perpen
dicular behind. got me head into the
oven tlue. but il stuck fast As the hills ol
! Howth.
"'Whats TO de done now ? says l.
contrved TO remove some iy the bricks,
so that ! got in altogether, and slid dow
gently into huge pan is soft dough thai
had been placed there in the oven 10 rise
heerd somebody say 4 guess the cats
in the oven