The Bedford gazette. [volume] (Bedford, Pa.) 1805-current, 1859-04-08
Afeciionately, your brother,
JosEPH c. LovEJoY.
To Hon. Owen Lovejoy, nj. C.
EDDY .M.4LOTEY'S CIT.

| OF the mill as FtFatder Mat" on returning
from work one evening. was met at the gate
by Biddy, his better half, in a high state of ex
citement.
'Nat," says she, ''there's strange cat II
the cabin"
''Cast her out thin, an don't be botherin' mi
about the baste."
''Falx, an I've been slhrivin' 10 do tha
same for the mather Of len minutes past, bu
she's just beyant my rache, behint the big rec
chist in The corner. Will Yez be afther helpin
me 10 dbrige her ont Mat z"
"To be sure will, rad luck 10 the consat;
she has for mo honse; show her 10 ne, Biddy
till tache her the rispict that's due 10 mar
in his own house--to be takin' possession wild
out as much as by your lave, the thafs O. ths
world"
Now Nat had special antipathy for cats,
and never let pass en- opportunity to kill one.
This he resolved TO do 10 the present case, and
instantly formed plan for the purpose. Per-
ceiving but one mode of egress Tor the animal,
he says TO Biddg;
Shave yez iVir male bag in the house, me
darlint ~
"Divil wan is there, Mat Yez tux IT to
mill wild yez 10 bring home chips wid, this
nornin'.''
''Faix, an did. and there If is vii, thin
/ Well, have yez nothing al oil ia the house that
/ will lie up Ike bar, Bldty z"
/ ''Tfoth, an have, Mat, there's me Sunday
peiiicoat-ye can dhraw the strings close OF
the top, an sure il will do betther nor ,et.:u'
the cat De LAWN yez.'
'FDidiy darl.Gt, yez jewel to be thinisia' Of
that same: be atthpr bringin' it to me.''
BidiY brought TIE garment. and when the
& Il IL -
substitute for meal bag, aad Mat declared il
was .siIlegant'
So holding il close against the edge Of the
bright eyes el4riHg al him.
can Is It there ye are, yc dirl? Be cut
0! that now; bad luck 10 all yer KIN, ye thariG'
vaga5oaa ye. Bsdad. an ye went lave me-
house at all thin wild perlne axin'z Yer SELF
viii bates a pigs ipiirely. Biddy, hare ye2
'Yis, se P,inty,' 1ilT; me tayEettIe'a full
| uv it,
| aBe ahher castin' the matther Of a quart thin
behInt the chist, till say how the shay diyii
likes IT,
.'Hould i'm close. Mat; here goes the wafer"
Dash went The water, and out jumped the
cat into Mats trap.
'tArrab, be the howIy poker, have i'm in,
Biddy,' says Mat, drawing close The folds OF
the garment; "now, bad cess 10 yez, ye thale,
its uine lives We have, is ii Be aliher AKIN
forgiveness, for the thavin' We have been
doin' in me house. for I'm ,hinkin' the nine
lives re have won't save We now, any way
Biidy saize hout of the poker, an whin I'll
shoulder The haythen yell bate the daylights
out o. inn
Mat threw the bundle over his shoulder, and
told Biddy TO play "St. Patr;ck's day in he
nothing" on II. Biddy struck aboat three notes
Of that popular Irish air, and suddenly stopped
exclalming
sWhat smilis 50 quare, Mat! It's takin'
me BIRTH away wid the power Nv il. Och,
murthor, Mat; sure an ye have the divil in the
sack.'
"Bate the ould hathen, then: yez Ill niver
have better chance. Bate the horns of i'm;
iather i'm like blazes, my darlin !"
"Augh - says Biddy, SIN faintin' wid de
power Nv i'm. Cast i'm of yez, Mat !"
"HowIy St. Patrick 70 says Mat, throwing
down the sa ok; "Biddy, the baste is a pole-cat
Lave the house. or ye2'll be kit intirely. Muir
J ther and turf, how The haythen smiIls. Och
: Biddy MaIoney, purity kittle o. fish yez made
Of it, to be sure TO be mlstakn' that little dlVi
: for harrumless cat -
|
to the door, be afther openin' it, for Pm narely
choked wid i'm Och, Biddy Maloney, bad
luck TO yez for LAWN ould Ireland, TO be mur-
thered 10 this way. Howly Mary, pertIct me
Mat, Pm clane kilt intirely-take me out O.
: this"
, Mat drew her out doors, and then broke
= for the pump like quarter horse, closely fol-
lowed by Biddy.
ssSbTre fbat lftln villain hates the IIv1I IN
4 tirely; he's ruined me house, an kilt Biddy, an
d put me out o. consaie wild meself for month
i TO come Och, the desa;vin' vagabone, bac
! luck to him. and Mat plunged bis head into
u the horse-trough up 10 his shoulders.
Y 'sGet out O. that Mat, I'm nearly blind,
0 and Biddy went under the water. Och, tn;
IS murihurin' baste,' says Biddy, suffering th'
;, water out OF her mouth, "me best peiticoat j
split intirey. Mat AIaloney, divil trap vii
/ ivir help yez to sit for a cat again."
: "Don't throuble yerself, Mistress Naloney
It we've played the divll as 1t is. Nivir fear NJ
Y AKIN lap'orth o. yer assistance. It's nath ra
d fool We are, 10 be takin' baste Nv a poie-ca
h fur house cat"
J, Mat and Biddy went cautiously back 10 ID
= cabin from which the offensive quadruped ha
b taken his departure. Things were turned OF
rs ofdoors, Biddys peticoat buried, the bed, whlc
= fortunately escaped, moved 10 near neighbol
" the stove moved outside, and for week the
Is kept rouse out OF doors, by which time, by dir
of hard scrubblng, washing, and airing, th
j. house as rendered once more habitabe, bt
neither Mat nor Biddy has forgotten the 'sstrang
cat"