The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1870-10-09

az owe him a thousand .lfs.aY ~, do do
expressed himself warmly iatA9ested - my
welfare. since had the sense, he saxsv -.
the right side at last; and, after all nv. pter-
"To be sure, yer honor did the sinsible
thing, what none O. the fools that went ffore
you (axin yer honor's pardon) had the amp
ton to do. God knows who'd nave .neu .g.,,t
face the church instead o. the chapel, though,
for the matther o that, any wan that ao nang
yer honor for bein' too fond ov althes, oa De
committin' a murdher." -.
"Well, of course, Gaven, you1e. Hgh1t,
though sometimes don't feel as comfosabi
as ought about the matter, particularly in
bed. Last night had fearful dre"" l
thought the old boy leaut over me-"
'tMurdher," exclaimed the confidaht, essssihg
in terror, "was he in a blazer
Z" You fool, meant my--my fath&:s elr
Robert uttered the last word with hurried ra-
pidity, as if eager to get rid of it; his face
nearly touched mine, and he SAID, IN tone
that made my teeth chatter and my Nnbs
quake-the terrible words ! can never ro.a
get" he paused moment; the WORDS we're
apostate- parricide-the grave yaWns ~ you
repent in time! Thought felt the sfning
breath as if ice was dropping. on ny s.rt'
tain was.o9 my breast. When l did Ske,
the hair vas sticking on end lite brist the
perspiration was thick ind eoaS and Dyes
were bursting out Of my - a = sa.
-
pecting to meet the sisionsa pee
ag ant was an ugly dhrams intirsi saE 81 Fl,
but yer honor knows uney say ths~,;1s - ~.
sure to hear arst afsher II. -
-. WHY Y shs ssst thug = ss.ss 81 I'd ssa +!
and how is that good newsf Unless, indeed,
it should be that she fitted with that puppy
Ffolliot, in which case it might save me al
q l4~ opr60
upstart must be- to aspire to an alliance Win
a Lynch, even though foolish recusant."
"Wbew! yer honor has hit the right nail on
the head, as sure as the hound thracks the AoA;
an its wonderful how you can make out
things that way, as one might say In the DARK.
Sartinly it must be with the cornet she's gone,
as they had ever an always a hkin' towards
each other, barrin' that sometimes they darent
show it; an faith the cornet's well-put-to,,
gether bit O. flesh, an III have the acres an
the money whin the ould codger goes, SO that
may be it's not so bad match tor all .ne %ant
O blood an pedigree-but take another g ASS,
yer honor, to dhrive all the consate about
that vagabone dhrame out o. yer head' and
put spunk into you for the day.
"Pull away, then, Bryan, for l certainly
need something to inspirit me-. after all my
an oyance by night and by day"
"Here, then, yer honor; and (hlling for nm
self also), here's an empty rack and manager to
him that doesn't wish yer honor as well as
az certainly do feel greatly improved; and
| now do you, Bryan, give the fellows that
brought those letters some drink, and then, if
they're not off while filly'd be startling, give
them the pump, or set the dogs on them. 10
| morrow we'll try Baker for the thousand,
| part! cularly as think that hussy. Ally Hig-
| gins, is getting the mastery completely over
Bill Ffolliot, and that she doesn't half relish
me latterly."
| to her for it. yer honor, since she became Jeal-
Gus of YOUR new colleen, Rose Sleyln.
| How dare you, rascal, insinnste such a
! thing ?" with n half drunken grin, asked his
| debauched patron, quite gratified, apparently,
by the accusation
"Pooh, Sir Robert, sure every wan in the
barony, barrn the ould skinfiint himself,
knows the value bouncin' Ally had for yer
honor till you picked up with little L'oshee'
dhu."
| "Well, no matter she looks cold on me now,
and we must try Baker this bout, If 1t was
only to give Ffoiliot breathing time"
| "That's right, yerhonor, an whin we handle
the kclthers (money), fig for creditors an
dhrames while"
They were interrupted by loud knocking
| at the hall door, andsthe instant after Arthur
| Ffolliot entered the room unceremonlouslv
and in state of high excitement, having
| been detained, much against his Will, by pro.
fessiopal duties, for some time after the priest
hunters communication
cha Cornet Ffoiliot himself, by c." ex,
claimed Sir Robert, rudely, and without offer
ing the slightest courtesyrto his unlooked-fo
| visitor; "and where is the runaway, pray ~
"Sir Robert" said Arthur, seating. himself
though unlnVlteu, anu Trying W Speah SotiLihiy
you are Miss Lynchs brother, and yet am
perfectly convinced, wherever you have con-
veyed her to, she has not gone with her OWE
| consent
"Only hear him, Gaven; where are you going
| to, rascal ?" exclaimed the baronet, perceiviDg
that parsonage skulking towards the door re-
hottest from Arthur. "But your attempting to
put the saddle upon my back, while we are all
| sure you were yourself the instigator of hel
| flight, wont save you from the consequences OF
| inducing to an elopement q daughter of the
Lynches, however perverse and unworthy OF
her high descent"
| "Sir Robert, this is but trifing with my
anxiety. If were acquainted with the man
ner of Miss Lynch's flight, or her destination,
would 1 have quarreled with my father this
morning, or would be here now No, Sill
Robert, the public voice names you as her re-
mover" .,,,l
have better right to gulde ana convey nel
No one. if the removal was with her OWE
cons N0 pn and that We stood on the terms
brother and such sister should"
"Listen to this, Gaven- -
al don't see what that gentleman can nav
to do with our conversation, and Artnu
glanced angrily at the confused groom "n'