The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1871-04-04

hits OF things Tor the week in my shop, their hus.
my poor Ned always Kept the BEST and drank with
every one he sarved'
And in iils way, suppose, he got into debt and
THAT'S just IT, sir.m
"bnT what had tue aren't, Mccroskey to do with
'''Twas him lent NY poor Ned the money to 60 on
With, 81, when he rfn Y debt And gt9ait he GAME
husband was orely irouoed over itin his last hours
but niue 10 knew what was before them he was
leaving. MY heart IS larly broken with Inc trouble,
ST. she said bursting into passion vi tears, and
The straugof sat gazing silently into The fire while
he asked her 70 contnae her story. r,.-,,
mo he owns az yei sif He can tnrn rs all out on
sne oips mountain SIDE tomorrow If ne likes, she
eNcaiulcd II want to give up the shebeen, for fear
lnat my BOY. may be tempted by the drink, as
his poor father was before him-thouah, thank
in county Kerry than he; ana he's tni' King OF mar
rying now--and what home this wiz be 70 br'..,c
me cose the snebeen. because pam not es
much money at the end OF ca" n,cn' And now
he her wants ann m prey sae his we droni tell
us from the doc. Al 81 that he threatens to turn
mfarry nm. II the bcs Knew what liie that man
der der DONE u ne nor ha e years hered be muir
is fna, ,n ,.is With McCroskcy here And there n
rs .aa my .aouth is closed. on, sir, have been
cor ,9 M syabc Only this night, Just before you
came seemed TO nc that my brain go with
NY ~ coube. It's hard 10 bear, when one must bear
n a sionr and Keep qniea ice before Every one
him so y sitting here evening after evening" aud
looking with the eyes of wolf at my pretty, inno-
There was a Iona silence Outside the house the
storm naa ceased to rage the rain had ceased to
his head and listened intently.
Da say mat yon g % your children
ayes. siI," replied the widow, rousing herself
from the reverie into which she had fallen. II
\
heard your CRY for hc.p.r
"The tempest is at an cndn lie said 81 hear
steps and voices on the patl below. They must lie
returning now.u
The widow arose and hurried toward the door.
checked ler hand.
sir she said, turning toward her guest, IN an
daughter and my son. What name y
mMy name IS Powna Mrs. Nolan SAID the gen,
chair ami stood erect upon the hearth Introduce
me 10 them as Mr.. Pownal, from London. II any
further questions are asked will answer them my
Ihe patterlng trot of a donkey the strong stride
or powerful man, ana the hight laugh OF young
GIRL could he heard along the rough assent. The
next moment u dark group OF figures crossed the
red glow upon the threshold the donkey's gray
nose was thrust into the lighted room Tor an in
slant ana one OF the figures sprang with an agile
bound from the back of The quadruped to the cabin
floor.
.'Ihank ven, Phil--not a foot wet" said sweet,
merry, girlish voice. 'Be sure that poor Ncddy
has good supper and dry bed for bringing me
home so nicely, and hurry IN for your own supper,
InI, darling, for / shall eat nothing Gill you
~ VIII he there as soon as have rubbed Neddy
Cry, and watered and fed him." SAID manly voice,
1hen The quick hooIs battered away around the
side OF the CABIN. ana the young girl closed the door
behind her. as she entered the room.
"Jn mother, daring, that naughty Neddy has
been nibbling az my loot all the way up the hill. and
making me laugh TIL nearly fell from the saddle.
And my cloak Is like u river. Only see u
"My daughter, do you not see thai some one Is pre-.
sent'' said the widow, gently. "rbis is Mr.. Pow
mountain IN the storm thu, evening" aud might never
have found his way down again, only FOR the light
had placed in the window for you and PHIL
Startled ana confused, Bride turned toward the
grave and stately stranger, her arms si raised in
ders-her sweet face with its wild rose complexion,
lts deep blue eyes ana jetiy curs, ana smiling lips
meath the dark blue hood, IKE a Brilliant picture
from dusky frame.
us by day or by night wherever we may be-looks
that win never cease TO follow ana bewllder till
eyes are forever closed against them in the safe
darkness OF the grave. thus 1t was now. While
life should last the young man was doomed TO re-
member that blooming, pinshing radiant face,
CHANGING up at hin, from beneath the shadows or
the dark blue cloak. Til the hour OF her death
Bride Nolan was fated TO recall the graveIy beanti-
full counenance TO which her eyes were llfted-for
ever lated To remember the deep blue eyes through
whose hapitual GLANCE OF sadness there stole the
swer 10 the earnest, Innocent wonder OF her own.
"My daughter, Bride, SIR" SAID the widow, turn
ing to her guest.
He started as she spoke, ana Instantly came for
ward 10 help the girl with the heavy cloak from
whose surface streams OF moisture We're dripping
upon the moor. He lifted IL nom her shoulders with
the easy grace of one well used TO such courteous
services, and spread 1t out upon chair before the
1--WE all seem to enter this room tonight in
the miust Of small deuge, MIS- Nolann he re-
marked.
Bride listened breaihlessly to every tone Of the
musical tenor voice. Each refined and cultured
accent fingered pleasantly on her unaecGstomed
ear.
Who could he be--'his stranger with the noble
bearing Of prince, and The beautiful, melancholy
lace, ana the sad, blue eyes, whose lingering glance
sent the hot bushes 10 her cheek each time ii met
her owpf
rnid and confused she listened as he talked with
her mother. Evidently noticing her SHY emDarrass.
lnent he did not address himself directly TO her:
but after placing chair for her beside the hearth
resumed ms own seat and contcntel himself with
stolen looks at the young, sweet face so iloubly
beautiful IN the charming confusion that herads ana
wg.fc .sloous appfoaeaes Oh y iitst and pas
strange An hour ago, and she had been igno.
rant OF this mans very existence Modest as she
was beautiful, her heart iill TINS moment, had been
entirely untouched and she was lar 800 Innocent
rightly 10 understand the new ana sudden, yet
pleasing trouble thar agfaed her gentle breast be-
cause OF his unexpected presence Enough Tor her
TO know that the storm hal BROUGHT hn 10 her. Ike
precious wall, ana that the same roof mus. shel.
ter both Their heads that night. BEYOND that night
she neither looked nor cared TO losk o''t only wished
IN her simplicity, that II might last forever.
Tho door opened once more ana phiip Nolan
came in. in his turn he was presented to the sran.
ger but no oasilu shyness checked the hearty vel.
come he gave him.
The widow was quietly spreading the table Sec
ond time with such humble rcie snnents ~ SHE had
to olcf them. And Pnlilp though perfectly re. poet
1ul IN his bearing toward tic STRANGER seemed 10
speak on terms OF greater equality Than lie might
have Yentu,ed on ngd !. met flln anJ where except
under the shelter 81 lbs own f0oi whegc, rs a mat
ter or course, he played masters part. i a;s-
The supper !. ready" said Mrs. Nolan at last.
'Wll you join us, s!r?i he asked, looking up at
Mr.. Pownal.
THANKS. ! have already shared Mrs. No,ans
n Off hpr
my easy CHAIR VIII ST by the IRE til you have nm
ishcd.n
lie placed The great char at the head OF The table
a. he spoke.
Bride sunk into 1t. blushing IKE rose. For one
bficf instant the widow sent toward Them eeen
piercing glance, a. The tan form Of Tie stranger
bent deiereniiay above her daugh er's chair bur
when he took his place again ~ tire hearth beside
her, she seemed nicn, upon her Knitting a. n she
had noticed u .tllMg thaL went on any other unl