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

Owen walked up to his brother, an,
looking him straight in the face said
in n clear, calm voice: "What do yoI
mean, Martin MacDermott?"
"Wnat ! said Just now-that | 60
IIoveran's houldin', and took my oatl
to marry Julia O'Byrno. | told it t.
her father half an hour ago"
"You mean TO gay You are goin' he
tween me and the colleen ! loyo-th'
colleen ! have loved since she was NJ
to my knccl You mean to say yon ar
goin' between me and these few dirty
acres Of Hcveran's that | axed first
and bespoke between your only broth
ar and all the hopes Of peaco he has II
this world-you, that has full ant
plenty, Martin MacDcrmott ?"
"I'm goin' TO marry julia" Martlr
replied with sullcn determination.
"Julia, what do you sNy ?" Owen
asked, turning to tho girl, who stood
silently weeping.
81 must answer for her. OByrne
said. II proL Used her TO Martin, and
Pm not goin' back on my word, can
toll you. What have you to show
How do You mean to keep herr"
What do you say, Juln?"
81 wish to stick to You, Ownie, and
never marry any one elae-neyer, never,
as | hope for luck |"
"God bless you for them words, dar.
lin'l Only be true and faithful, and III
soon have II cabin Tor you somewhere. "
"Julia " said her father, raising his
hands to heaven, eff you even marry
that boy, eve spake to him, ever think
of him, I'll curse you IN my bare
knees You don't know what a faith.
cr'H curse isl Don't bring IT Oh my
child, if you love her. Never come
across her again, Ownie MacDermott !
"Ysu hear that, Julia. What am
to do ?" Owen asks.
eco away, an1 never come near mt
again, or he'll curse me, Owen. &c
away"
Owen MacDcrmott stood perfect,
still for n few minutes, and then, raising
his eyes to heaven, and with the impet
uosity of " young freshman, calle'
down II bitter curse Oh lls onl,
brother.
"NIoy you never be happier than
am now, sleeping or waking Ma.
everything you put yonr hand to turI
to dust and ashes May your children
live to hate and dishonor you, Martin
MacDermott - Aud with n lonE
look at the trembling julia, Owen rap
idly passed out into tho cold darkness
of tho March evening, and was seen nc
more in Castlegar. Ten pounds Of the
money left him by his father he took,
the remainder lay in the bank. But
which side he went, or what became of
him, no one knew.
A year passed. away, and then Michael
O'Byrne died and Julia, from sheer
inability TO resist any longer, became
the wife Of Martin MacDermott, though
she featcd the very sound OF his voice,
and tremblcd at his touch. He was a
but she scarcely needed that,
for she had no will, and no wish to do
anything but what he bude her. She
had children, but II after another
they sickcned and died, aud things in
general began 10 grow wrong with Mar
tin his shabby churlishness making
him generally disliked. When they
we're ten years married, Julia died in
giving birth to twins, II fine healthy
boy and girl. Both lived, and all the
affection their father had he centered
on tho boy he called Darby, after his
own father. The little girl, Julia, he
cared nothin about, allowing her to
grow up Just as best she could. The
fam Martin took q treacherously from
his brother he gave up long before, as
nothing ever sown there prospered, and
indeed, acre by acre, the upland farm
had been going for yonrs. Darby Moe
Dermott grow up to be n fine, hand
man, first and foremost in cyory
mischief the village could afford; and
twenty years Of age got transported
Tor seven years for treason. felony, us
nc bad taken an active part in the re-
Dellion of 1888. Julia was an idle,
,areless girl, who spent her time in
yossiping in the neighbours house, in.
'tead OF taking care of her father, a
weak, helpless old man, who toiled
and late trying to keep II roof
his head. All these wretched
ichomes had turned out badly. They
lad not in them the ring Of n straight
onward and honest man. Above all, !
no trouble and disgrace Of his son
completely broke him down, and
70 took to his bed, only wishing and
to die. ITS tho curse, it's
)wnie's CURSE" he would mourn for
ours, rs he lay alone without n soul to
and him even Il drink of water.
Sure, / might have known it would
AT length the climax of Martin Mac.
)ermott's suiferings was reached, the
MEASURE of his punishment filed nm.
three years he had not paid n six
'ence OF rent, and he was dlsposses.ed.
nrned ont OF the house in which no
'as born, and his father and grand
before him, to die by the way
eft homeless and friendless by the
oadside, on q dreary November morn.
ng.
Remembering his ~unkindness to nm
My brother, his harshness to the Door.
mid, patient wife, his blind indul.
ence of his son in the face Of patent
lets, his total neglect of his only
aughter, and his mean, scheming char
,ter, there were few to pity Martin
lac Dermott in his trouble and 80 he
as taken to the workhouse, his house !
down, and not n trace left Of ,
hat was once a happy homestead.
And Owen, when lie left the tent that
YER memorable st. Patrick's night, IL
as WIT the resolve of going away
'feVer-anywhere, 80 that he was far J
way from the place which had sudden
become hateful to him. He walked {