Weekly hawk-eye and telegraph. [volume] (Burlington, Iowa) 1855-1857, 1855-10-17
PKrn rVI1ooHHY AGAR.

sAni 70 Psses. ron are no longer The husband
.Deed. Sit, bar iha,. tru. the dsy. snd rs
piaxed an 10 be I'd Nv her. VIII tell yer
homer the sstsorsfs
sOh, By ali nea IL yoa can spare th~ time.'
sSHe, cir. rus : w,ddy sn. aa' me 90 mas
her. Win brg q Ire beglhnib's'
Any where " thai you commence at onee-'
~. II, yer homer, wsnsi upon time
stop, stop, sh.t y the old story book style.
Can't yoa strike ont something little more
orig nal p
: SIN thry sir. Twefs one night, may be =
week afther wer unf, Hnnateiy married to
Biddy con,oliey. as wef sittin' in the little
back room, tfinkiR about nothin' at all, an
botherin' my head with all N inner ~ sthrange
things, ia waddies the fat ould desaiver, AM SEE
she TO me, sex she,
pether svich, ihinkin's dhry work; will
mix re . trifie o. spesits7,
srhapkee, men, ser sbut nay be 'tis
,roubIin' sc iil be-
Och! SIRE 'tis the delight Of my heart to be
plain We, Pether astho,e,' ser she iookiP -
PLEASANT an' rosy As May morn; an wid that,
ont she goes, an brings me in q neggin' Az the
raal potheen. Atthef film my dudeen, via
iobaccy, SEE she
There, Pether, dear, Ills mate an dkrink TO
me to see We enjoy c,self III yer own house.
sArrah Biddy, seq I, wild the flavor Of the
Potheen staining up me nostrils, sArrah Biddy.'
ser /. tits my sarious opinion that ye'Ie da
cent woman af:her alp
oh but tits you that's the captivatin' man.
sez she tindeily, san sure ought to be bltssed
womau the day. does be wondher,R, Peiber
darlin, how We KEN to have mo, wild all the pur-
ly girls ready am wiiiin' TO marry ye for tile
axin'.'
THAT does be puzziln' mescls Biddy,' seq =
sSech dacent am a we'll behaved man too.
IT'S proud am Of ye SEE she. PUTIN her CRATE
big arms about my neck, an smndderin' me
wild kisses.
r, sWtli It be rlazin' 10 ye, MISTRESS Null
rooney, not to be afther disthurbin' my medita
shuns?' sez +. relasin' myself from her how'd
wild the gravity Of q coort judge
Why Pether,' ser she, what Dye name by
that p
.A,sy,, sea I, .Aisyl 'Tis question ir JONI
methry, an aiJebrayical aukshuns that I'm
solv.ns.'
..r bag yes pardon, Pether DEAR seq she
dhroppin' u,e cnrchy TIL her clothes male a
c,rie as wide ~ the mouth oy a brewers val; l
be. yer PARDON seq she, ...but ',s ioyin', an
. woke woman am
sMusha!, thought I, sall the love she liver had
10 blue monldy by this time. an as for the wake
ness. Oct! but 'tis she could knock down an OK
wild il. Sure I'd be thankful meself for little
ov the same'
take another drink ov potheen, Pether
DEAR SEE she.'
s'rhankee men, seq I, but 'tisn't aisy to
quench the thirst from an Imply bottles
But it's aisy to fill it sgain,' SEE sh. " a
Iargh, and out she goes and brings me the full
ov mother nogg NJ and afther she had put it
safely on the table, she sits hersilf down by the
windy. an looks out into the coori, where there
wer hapes oy little tathery childers making
dirt pies, am paddlin' in the wa'her.'
Presently, as am liftin' the cup to my lips
heard deep sigh.
whats the matther, BiGdy?' seq l.
OTIS a foolish uomar l am, Pether DEAR
seq she, dhrawin' the back ov her fat hand
acrass her eyes 4 was thinkin' ov the chill
ders, an the people that has them; and we so
lonesome like, Pether dearp
That's the thruth,' seq |. sSure but family
is plisant thing
. lis glad | am TO hear ye say so. Peth r
avich.' SEE she; and then her face turned as red
as billed lohster.'
Misthress Mu!rooney,' SEE /, Il am sorry .ov
persaive that We have bin painting yer chesto
wild the whisky bottle. IT'S a hamed am k s
We, Misthress Mulrooney.'
'Troth Pether,' SEE she, Il wouldn't demane
meself BY SIGH thrcks. Twas the thoughts oy
the purity chlders that quite upset me, am us so
lonesoine.' lsa
och militia murtherl Biddy,' seq I, would
ye have me burglarious'y stale another mans
family
sWhere 'ud be the needcessty ov that, Pc
ther, jewell SEE she, in saft, coaxin' way
there's fine broth ov a boy, an or6n, Sha-
mus BY name, for sure father Hennessv chris
tened him that same. You'd be PLACED to have
him w'd US, wouldn't ye, Pether2'
sFaix, dunno,' SEE 1, feeling mighty quare
under the combined effects OF the potheen, and
the soothing spae he of M'sthress Mulrooney,'
Take another dhrop ov sperits, Pether, dear,
seq she. And thin B,ddy Sc, down aside ov me-,
and poured me out first one glass an thin
another, and all thu time the potheen kept dis
app RIM IN a sthrangt ,nysteri Gus sort ov way.
till my sinces got confused, and two Mis- hress
Mulrooneys ken up to, and k ssed me Wild two
mou' BIS, and she TUX twn candles III her hands
and led me out ov two rooms, and mp SO lsre
set ov donble steps, where laid how'd ov four
ballisters, and acrass two passig-s, and through
two more doors, an' thin thumbled somehow
or other, into Two beds, while two Biddy Null
rooueys tucked in two hapes ov clothes, with
two sets nv hanfs.
well, M,sther Urb,n, when awoke next
mornin' W the misery in my head. Who should
see bn, Biddy, s,'ti"' by the bed foot wi tn an
us lump ov boy by her ,'e.
Z s'rls tiramin' | am SEE to meself.
:But there Biddy sat, s,hrokD' down the
seq she 10 me-
.Pe,her, avick,' ssz she, sthis is Shamus.'
ooh = SEE I, look ~ bothered intIrey, as in
deed and thruth was, That's Shamus, is it?'
sShalnus, my son. seq she, swhy don't ye be
att er spakin' to yer fathrr?'
'The top o. the morning to ye, ovid daddy y
seq the ugly little rapscaliion:
ye've been, MISTRESS Mulrocney; and to take
W. for a lone wlddy3
Get up Pether, an take cup ov tay, 'tis
dhry We are this morn,n',' seq she lookin' me in
the face as bowld as Joolyus Sayser
Thinks 'tis betther to how'd my tongue,
nav be there's no more or them. bur 'twasn't
aisy in my mind was and that's no lie
meself all that day like a dacent an a sin.ble
man; am the hape o. desAit that had coorted an
marr,'d me onbeknownst too meself, cockered
me up wild The best ov the atm an the dhr,nk-
in, as if twas show pig she wer fattenin' for
the far Och, wirra, wirra, out twas TOO bad
intirely.'
'Well' .twas the next day, while wer thry>
In to make out the POETRY OF family life, she
comes into the room ladin' another little gos-
soon by the hand. an seq she to me, seq She
'Pether: acushla, this is Dlnnis.'
SAM who's Dinnis, M,sthriss Mulrooney,'
seq I.
Our ninnis = SEE she.
'Augh y SEE |.
Sure, Pether,' sez she, 'tisn't weeshee little
slip of thing, the likes o. that, yell be COM
planin' av?'
by the powers Misthress Mulrooney SEE I,
what the gossoon wants in size he makes up
in ncliness. / diz be thnkin'.
s'Tis breakin' my heart to hear ye talk so,
Pether, SEE the old crockydie.
sTroth Biddy.' thought l, ''tis a cob:er's
lapstone, the safter ov the two.
How'd up yer head Dinnis.' SEE she. Look
at him Peter, hear; disn't tie the very picture ov
his father?'
.Sorra bit o. likeness do see,' seq I, and is
little care too look for 1t .Ts sorry am
tina, Michael Connolly was lost at say
'Pether!' SEE she.
ITS the truth I'm srakin' Biddy Mulrooney,
sell.
'Arrah, bad cess to ye thin, ssz she, sye un-
grateful, good for naught. But sure it serve.
me right to be trated so. Afther l took We
from the gut her, widout rag to yer back, We
vagabone. Augh! black was the day, an biz
ther was the lbour that | stopped to marry We,
Pether Mulrooney; for yer "a her wa. = wash
erwomsn, am yer mother was hanged Ter
horse
sAisy. aisy, Buddy Malrooney, seq /. Sure,
tisn't daeent nor proper to blisther my charack-
ther with the thrifin' fail,ns' OF my ane rsthral
progeniiors. IT'S ashamed. ] am or We for do