The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1873-06-01

You not send Your men homo at once. -
"rll do what can but ron can 9. DO !, n nor
viii nS So1 strike Bsa ii Know cam until
They then separated, Father Farrell dis
mounting m, ana go'1Mg Sves g rnese sna Fa
tber Roche up tow ard the Rathcash men.
Boys" said he addressing thems this u
o sad ending to q days sport bat, thank Cod
Be steady, at all events. Indeed, yoo had
better 70 home ut once, every man OF you.
Won't you take your priests advioei"
Why mot Your ,Sa. hns n 80 90
1t won'E Al worst It was only an accident, an
ws're tould it won't signify. Well stan our on,
groand another while, your reverence, until nth
barrels of beer an q dance to the fore, by-an-
Well, lads, be very steady. and leep your
that strikes blow with condign-"
"We'll strike no blow, your reverence, If
We beant struck first. Let Father Farrell
look 10 that
aAad 90 he will, you may depend upon it,
said Father Farrell.
The Shanvilla men had great confidence in
Father Farrell in every respect, and there was
die at his bidding from pure love Of the man,
They knew him to be good physioian IN
literal. as we'll rs moral point OF view; and he
had been proving himself the good ar tan
parish, whether they fell among thisves OF
not He had commenced life as q medical
|ssaudent, but had (pgudently, perhaps) pre-
his early predictions. he kept a sort Of little
private dispersary behind his kitchen and 10
numerous were the cures which nature had ef-
feeted undcr his mild advice and harmless
prescriptions, that he had established repu-
tation for infallibility almost equal to that
subsequently attained by Holloway or Morri-
son. Never, however, was his medical know
Iadr aNfp all oil hot m a
present occasion.
Shanvilla grounded their weapons at his ap-
proach, and waited for his report. Father
Farrell of course first felt the young mans
pulse He was not pedantic or affected enough
to hold his watch in his other hand While he did
30 but, like all good physicians, he held his
tongue. He then united the handkerchief, and
gently examined the wound SO far as possible
without disturbing the work which Phil NJ
Dermott had so promptly and judiciously per-
formed. His last test of the state of his pa
mind, he laid no inconsiderable stress. In re-
ply to his questions as to whether he felt sick
or giddy, Emon replied, much more stoutiy
than was expected that he lei. neither the
fully satisfied that there was nothing seriously
wrong with him, and that giving him the rites
of tho Church, or even remaining longer with
him then, might have an unfavorable effect
upon the already excited minds of the Shan
villa men. He therefore said smiling, '+thank
God, Emon, yon want NO further doctoring
lQSS now ana All fSAV0 you kOr a lew minutes
while tell Sh invilla that nothing ser:oas has
befallen you"
He then left him. and fastened over toward
his parishioners, VI o eagerly met him half
We'll your reverencef" Well, your rever-
enee ran through the foremost of them:
a. 1t is well, and very we'll boys" he replied;
/" bless God it is nothing but q scalp wound,
and 90 and ask the Raihcash girls to dance"
"Three cheers for Father Farreli:" shouted
Ned Mnrriean of the black curly head. They
were given heartily, and peace was restored.
Father Farrell then remounted his straw
berry cob, aud rode over toward where Father
Roche was with the Rathcash men. Theya
ion of Emon-a-knock IS his own men had been
They knew nothing, or if they did, they cared
nothing, for any private cause of il-wi on
They were not about to espouse his quarrel, If
he had one 4; and, as they ha! said, they would
not have struck blow unless in self-defence.
Father Farrell now assured them there was
nothing of any consequence upon" Enron !;
it was a mere tip of the flesh, and would be
quite well in few days. But, Tom d-tcochdl.n
he added laughing, yoa don't often aim at a
crow and hit Pigeon
:" was awkward and unfortunate enough to
do SO this time, Father Farrell" he replied.
And he then entered into full, and apparent
" a candid, detail of how it had happened
Father Farrell listened with much attention
bowling at him now and then, like the foreman
of jury to Judges charge, to show him that
hr understood him. When he had ended, Fa-
Their Farrell placed his hand upon his shoulder,
and, bending down toward him, whispered in
his ear, " oh, Tom Murdoch. but you are the
fortunate man this day for if the blow had
been one inch and half lower, all the doc
tors and priests in Connaught would not save
you from being tried for manslaughter."
Or MURDER" whispered Toms heart to him
self
By this time Emon-a knock, with MDer-
motifs help, had risen to his feet and leaning
on him and big Ned Murrican,. crept fcebly
along toward the boreen which formed the en-
trance to the common.
Father Farrell, perceiving the move, rode
after him, and said, he passed, that he
would trot on and send for horse and cart to
fetch him home as he would not allow him to
walk any further than the end of the lane.
Indeed, it was not his intention to do so for
he was still scarcely able to stand, and that
not without help.
Before he and his assistants, however, had
reached the end of the lane, Father Farrell
came cantering back saying "All right, my
good lads, there is jennet and cart coming
up the lane for him."
Enron cooked his ear at the word jennet /; he
knew who owned the only one for miles
around. And there indeed it was; and the
sight of it went well-ngh to cure Enron, bet
ter than any doctoring he could get.