The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1875-04-08

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himself outside the town of Ballinasloe.
There no had some breakfast, and at
the inn he entered into conversation
with some men who were going TO Eng
land with cattle, and were in want of a
Owen offered his services. and,
ho appeared a quiet, respectable
young man, they were accepted at once.
They reached Dublin in three DAYS,
md then started for Liverpool, where
Oven bade good-by TO the cattlo-job.
bers, and took n passage TO America in
the Golden Cross. On board, he made
himself 10 useful and agreeable to the
captain that he gave him q recommend.
alton TO a merchant in New York, who
took him into his Office. For five years,
owen worked patiently and steadily,
and then his master promoted him TO n
clerk and 10 on from step to step, his
patient, honest industry raised him till
he became partner in one OF the first
firms III the great city. Then, when he
paused TO consider that he was rich and
independent, and n gentleman, came
home-lonRings. The Upland farm, the
lane where he last walked with Julia,
the quiet little market town-all used
TO come before him as he sat in his
grand, lone house and mt last he re.
solved to pay his native land n visit.
He arrived NJ Gort late on the after
noon Of the 10Th Of March, and deter
mined to remain quiet till the next day,
when he felt pretty sure Of meeting his
brother Martin. II was Just thirty
years since Owen left his native place,
aud there were fewer changes IN the
dull little country town than he had an
ticipated-far fewer changes than there
were in himself. But when ST.. Pat
rick's day dawned clear aud frosty, he
could not rest, and started early in the
aforementioned direction of the Up.
land farm. How his heart beat as he
drew near the old cabin, weather-stained
and desolaLe, which had been the nome
Of Julia and how it stood still as he
reached tho level field of oats which
was Just coming over ground where his
fathers house stood Faint and sick,
he entered the first cabin he came to,
and asked n drink of water. A wretched
old woman, seeing how white he looked,
asked him to take a stool, which he did,
and after II few minutes silence, he be-
gan to ask some questions about the
place: A young girl, with n face that
would have been pretty but for it's
sulky expression, and a quantity of
fair hair neligently hanging over her
shoulders, looked up from a heap of
flax she was carding, and examined the
stranger attentiyely, as he asked the old
woman what hid become of the Mac
Dermotts.
Come here, Judy, and tell his honor
what become of Martin MacDermott
and bio blessed family That's his
daughter, sir"
"And Martin, what has become of
him2 Is he dead ?" Owen asked,
breathIessly.
ono, it would be n good job if he
was the girl said, sullenly "he's in
the poor-house -
Owen buried his face in his hands and
wept aloud. Surely his curse mad fallen
hot and heavy far, far hotter and
heavier than he meant it should,
a.. a. : q. n.,
"Cfirl ! did you ever hear of your uncle
owehE am he Take me to your
iather. AND this IL Julia's daughter ?
might have known you are SO like
her.
IL was hard TO make moor old Martin
MncDermott understand that hrath'
cr had como hact and wos r;oh onl
wiling 70 hahn b;n, hni n,Lon =; IN
dawn On his fpohIn nnI "ion ~ ui,
his grotitnJe wc,o tnrnhimm t w. ToI "nu
"TaLo mn ow"u nw"ia ne,,o,u'
from Hriivb,mc'' onn no v"no - n""y
NV haa5 3monn u,o no,"a up
SHra Pm - noor "' h,. aJ,,6'D,n "B''n;
creature bnt bayo amom ta,t o'ua ~,
fine snirit of thn WocDarr,ntta Ias, uo
in snite Of nil nv trnnhins T nLno 'o',
an ,JuIia AWAY, Ownie." "A' "'
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