Bradford reporter. [volume] (Towanda, Pa.) 1844-1884, 1859-02-03

CATION. A the conclusion OF the discourse,
| Father M'Cabe, according to custom, entered
! into some secular affairs of the parish asked
why Jack Mony hadn't broughtI IN lis harvest
/ dues months ago, like everybody else threat
ened TO denoance any man that had been con-
cerned in cutting off Tim Brogans cows tail.
and painting his horses skin ana declared his
intention Of horse whipping whoever it was that
nailed Mary Hannegan's three fine hens 10 her
/ own door. The worthy pastor kept his most
remarkable piece of information till the last
summing up all by an astounding disclosure
And now, good people" said he, as be
turned his face full round to the congregation,
Pm going to tell you something that'lI as
tonish and crafty you all and it's DO less that
/ have it in my power to declare TO yon this
blessed day that Pat Dillon's daughter, Nelly.
is as innocent as the unborn child | heard
the confession from Peter Fogarty's own lips,
in Clonmel gaol, yesterday and it was his wish
that | would tell it before YOU all this day"
Here followed, amid the breathess silence
of the hearers brief, but correct. account of
events which the reader is already acquainted
with !; aud when Father John ceased to speak,
a cheer burst from the crowd that shook the
chapel windows, and made the image of the
Virgin over the altar sway from side 10 side
perceptibly. A rush was made from the build
ing without delay and Bet Pagan, being near
the door, got out first, and with the speed of
lightning rushed to her own house, where she
communicated to Nelly the glad iidiugs she
had heard, and which we're now known to
everybody, far and near, in the parish. On
being made acquainted with this intelligence.
Nelly slowly arose from he bed, where she had
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but speech seemed 20 fail her, for she uttered no
word.
Oh thin, it's meselfs the glad woman this
day exclaimed Bet, cappng her hands, and
swaying her large head to and fro N1rry
Groom nov confronted her, with her hands in
her sides, and her withered face agitatcd in
every feature
Didn't tell you, Bet Fagan, that never
believed a word again Nelly Dillon Didn't
say she wasn't the one 70 disgrace her people ?"
Ye did, Norry, ye did" murmured the
widow, who was now fairly shedding tears of
thankfulness
A mighty surging sound was now heard with
out, aud presently the doorway Sas blocked
up by figures Mi eager 10 eater the house
Pat Dillon, with his gife and daghter, Kitty,
were given precedence, OF course, aud rushing
in, they frantcally embraced Nelly, who stood
upright in the middle Of the floor
Stand back, all o'ye = said Mrs Pagan.
as she motioned to :he crowd outside to keen
OF, and, Obeying her commands, the people
moved from the door. leaving NeIly's relatives
to speak to her in peace
" Nelly. nv own jewel, voa'Il come back to
yonr poor father wOnst more cried Dillon,
lriqmpLautly.
An lis Dinny Ryan's the proud man this
day exclaimed the mother, weeping Kitty,
unable to utter a word hung upon lis sisters
neck, shedding tears. Nelly made no reply to
any expression OF eudearmeut, and returned 10
carrss. When Dennis Ryan rushed joyously
into the hoaSe aud prepared TO seize her hand
with enthusiasm, the girl drew back proudly.
and in a voice that thrilled through the nerves
Of her hearers, spoke out at last
Keep back, Dennis Ryan keep hack all
o'ye You're uotAiu' to TIE, au'l'm nctA!l' TO
ye!"
Nelly, dear Nelly =" said Bet Pagan, re
bukin-ly.
Az, nothin' to ne" repeated Nelly, with
flashing eyes, while the proud diiation OF her
beautifully formed GoStyils lent an expression Of
woadrOu> power TO her cUunteuance. 4 pain
ter might have CHOSEN her as a Personidcation
Of proud woman's indignation" I'm uotliu'
to one o'ye.~
Yis, yi>,~ said Dillon, zoothingly, :" yoa
are the sane to me you ever were. You're me
own pet child again =
But you're are no. the same TO me, = -epli-
ed Nelly, bitterly
4 an l an, me poor child continued
Dillon "au' you're fathers house is there
- -. -
best come al Eoast
Never cried the girl, Veheneutly-
Neyer will | cross the threshold OF the door
that shu: ne on: in tie dark night No, Pat
Dillon I'm yolr daughter no longer I've no
father nor mother. nor sister. nor brother.
haVnt one 20 love me blt the man that'lI he
hang in the front Of C.0mmei gaOl the day
after tomorrow
Nelly. acasala murnlred Bet F4gaa,
reProachfulIy
e You were kind to ne. Bet Fa-au - said
Nelly, taking her hand " an yoa, Norrv
Groom, knew ne better than ny owa people
ron trusted NE more than tie man that want
Cd me Tor lis wife sin tHere wasn't one o. We
loved aud trusted me Ike Peter Fo-sriv Wd
all his crimes on his head az great wrong a.
he d0Ge ne. and great SorlOW as ne gave
ny heart, III nsrry hin this blessed dAy. iE
Father M'CAbs's chapel, il LIZ Was here, free
oct Of prison
TIE aei-abors had bT this time gathered
into the house, and stool looking On sghASs-
Whispers ran ToaRd 10 the effect that Nelly
must have grown light in her head bat some
there were tia. thogght she sarSed he. peO-
pie right"
Yo8Il come home this minlii cried Pet
Dillon, whose anger Was uox roassd. aud hr
advanced 10 tsks MS daughters am u I'm
grasp
Never. neTeT >" exclaimed Nelly, shzk-ng
h.z hand OF with ~ild ez-srCsSS II t1ere
wasn't another roof 20 shelter ne in this SCri1
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