Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1864-02-18

MS arms 10 the top oil the Llverpooi cOacn.
Thin was the last words she said to me;
and do you mind that she didn't wish me
luck? Well, ye see this tratement of my
mother and father, kind Of putin ban
on me. took the spirit clane out OF me in
in the start. II was in New York we
landed, and there we lived five years.
Mike was good while out Of work, but at
last heard of place on farm where
man and his wife was wantin', and | went
to the place was told to apply to. and
they gave me the chance out of nearly a
dozen more. Well, Mike and me went
ont in a railroad car to the farm. We
stopped there nearly two years. and James,
my FIRST child. was born there. 1t was
heavy workin' wild a baby; but you see
they put up wild me; and Mike was of once
or twice ON a spree, and they tuck him
back: so tried to place them and worried
through with it. But, would ye think,
my i'll luck was on me, for they sent
Mickey to- the city wild grain. He was to
leave it wild the man who spoke for it. and
bring back the money: bnt by this and by
that night came. and no Mickey, and they
thought he bad taken the cholera, or was
robbed and murdered; but sure. dear. l
knew it was his luck; and SO it was, for
they found him three days after in little
drinking honse. laying sick in a faver. lie
had srint the money, for he was aisy
tempted. you see. The hard hearted era
turs had no pity for bin, so We were turned
out on the world agin. We came TO the
city, and here Mike got work sometimes,
and more times none; but we struggled on
somehow till Alick, my second boy. was
born; and thin we came near starvin'. l
was lynn in my bed wild 'he two babies;
for havin' nothin' to eat could find no
strength to use. Little Jamie had cried
himself hoarse wild hunger, and the little
wee thing was cold and blue looking.
Poor Mickey was lyin' on the floor. Ye
see he had jist lost all heart. for he was
worn out strivin' to get work, and he had
met friend who offered him dram, and
they tuck that and more too, so he came
home wake wild fatigue to slape off his
trouble. l was thinkin' of the only help
that seemed in store for us--death itself
and wishin' it was over. when light, GIN
tie tap came to the door. If ye behave me
| hadn't strength to spake; SO, after waitin'
a minute or so, the door opened, and lit
tie hump backed crature walked into the
room. / was light-headed and quare. and
I'm afraid looked as timersome as felt,
for she said wild swatc smile, Don't be
| frightened, dear. and excuse me, for ]
name no harm. l thought if there was
sickness here might be Of some -
Well, wild that. out she wint aud in she
come wild basket. and out of bottle she
had she poured me glass of the best wine,
and, standin' on tip-toe, raised my head
and made me drink it. 1t pnt new life in
me, and found words to spal1e and thank
her. She brought woman mp from be.
lew, who helped her. and between them
they made FIRE and fed the childer. and
all the time she talked to me wild The
cheerfulest voice and the swatest smiles, SC
that by this and by that began to think
her tho beau,ilulest angel iver saw. She
made nothin' of finain' poor Mickey a littlt
wild like, but gave him bowl of the good
broth she had made for me. and niver lef
the place till we were snug and comforta
BILE, wild q pair of beautiful blankets, {
good FIRE anu plenty of wood to keep i, go
in.
| / said niver knew what good lucl
was; but it's not so, for the sight of thi.
good lady. who was one Of Gods own an
gels, was luck to any one. She had me
wild an accident when she was young, and
that turned her heart from this world, ant
made her q ministern' angel to the poor
She had known her own trouble I'll b,
bound, and that's what made her so tinde
to others, but there was no mark Of it OF
her except swate, holy brightness, tha
was like q clear sky after a strem. Sh
got Mickey place, and me two comfort
able rooms and clothes for me and tn
young ones, and / felt there was nothn
wantin' but health to enjoy it. But i'll
true I'm tellin' ye onr luck was in it, 70
it was in warehouse Mickey was, wild I
lot Of fool boys like himself. that know
in little to say. wolj be talkin', and on,
day the divil himself put it into Mickey
head to be braggin' about his country. ant
dirty mouthed Yankee that was wild hin
bad luck to him--began to disparsg,
ould Ireland Mick had always a beauti
ful spirit, and up he gets and rams his fist
and couple of teeth wild it. down th,
blackguard' throat, and gev him toucl
or two 10 the eyes that tuck the importance
ont Of him. Well. you may think it o.
not, but they sint him away for that. an(
only for the good lady's word wonll have
been after him viii the law. Now you'r'
sinsabls Of what luck we had; for sure j
yo don't glory in your own country "
must be name spirited crature; yet ye se'
what Mickey's. be;n' q patriot brough
on him. Even the good friend We owed
so much to spoke SC sharply to him tina
he wint off into the country to look fo
work by himself, and wouldn't be behol
den to her. ,.t9s 9
Well, it was many day before heard
ov him, and all | know ov him was HI
got no good. I struv to get along
and what with washin' got, and the helE
ov the kind friend who never forsook me
1 might have beer aisy, If it had aot beel
for the trouble of not KNOWN what hat
befallen poor Mickey. To set my hear
at rest. home he come one day to me like
walkin' ghost. wake wild faver. and ragged
aud starved wild want. He had no luck q
all, ye see: anil wid shpin' about in ditch
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