Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1876-01-27

woman, dhressed very quite an respecta-
ole, KEN along the road an stops an looks
very hard at me.
Can yeh tell me, av yeh plase,' seq
she, IF Tom Hennessey lives here yit?"
"Yis, ma am" SEE |; there beyant at
the turn. He keeps the shop at the cross
roads"
"Are you Peggy Boyle" seq she.
1is, ma'am," SEE 1, wondherin' how
she knew me.
"Will yeh let me come in an sit
DOWN." SEE She
Az coorse did; an she KEN in an tux
aft her bonnet an shawl an not a lie
Pm tellin' whin I say I thrimbled as if
it was ghost l SAVIOR there sot Nancy
Reilly.
Well, yeh see, iviry wan uset = be Civ
en- her the hard word afther her goin aft
that-a way, but, throth, meself was so
wondherin' at seem her that | niyer
thought av anythin', but seq
" Arrah, Nancy Reilly an is this you,
avourneen? What bekem av yeh at all at
all, all this time?''
Fax, she was cryin' away as hard as
liver she cud, an niver med me no an
Swer
" Nancy, agra, says I, @ are yeh goin'
over to see Push? Troth it's lonesome
enough he is now, sence the ould mother
died.
Isn't he marrid?" she SEE.
" Marridn' SEE I. "No, bedad, Nancy!
he nivir looked at a colleen sence web
went aft from him"
peggy Boyle" says Nancy t. me,
"yeh war at Mrs Hennessey's the last
night | was there; so yeh know all about
how me father win into the room, pur-
tindin' t. lie down on the bed? Och!
Peggy, jewil! there's no use in denyin' it.
Shure he stole the money, an KEN back
late that night and towld me he TUX it.
an that the pelis war after him for bein'
joined with a band av smugglers. The
heart 'ithin me died whin I heerd it; an
whit on me knees to him t. ask
him t give up Push's money; but
he wouldn't. An he said az I didn't 90
wild him an help him t. escape t. Amer
kay, that av he was tux he'd sware be
bell, book an candlelight that I allaways
helped him in his bad ways. I was
simple gdrsEo thin, Peggy, only eighteen
year ould, an didn't know much; an
knew how proud Push was av' his good
name; SO | whit aft wild me father, an a
hard time had av it wild him! He died
year an halfago in Canada, an betchune
wan thing an another ] saved up money
enough t. pay Push, an I have it here in
me pocket for him I was thinkin' av
sindin' it t. the priest as restitution
money; but thin I thought I'd like t
come an see the ould country wanst
more. So I'll go over T. Push's, Peggy,
an thin, maybe, whin I come back, veil
give me a shake-down, for the sake av
ould times"
'Yis, throth! ] will, Nancy, with
ceod mile taagth@,' seq I; and away she
whit up the road
| was watchin' for her for long time
and the evenin' was just closin' in whin
wan O. Pat Magrath's childhre ken run
MIN in t. me, an he seq:
Mrs. Boyle" SEE he, "Push wants
yeh," SEE he; "an' yer t. come over this
minnit t. the shop"
| didn't wait t. throw an me cloak or
anything, but run aft as I was. Throthl
it 'ud do yer heart good t. see the look an
Push's face whin | wint into the kitchen.
There was roarin' turf fire, an the kittle
hangin' on the crook over it, an Push
sittin' an the settle, wild his two hands an
his knees, an he wild his eyes fastened an
Nancy, no matther where she wint. An
there she was wild her gownd tucked Up,
an she gittin' the taycups an saucers
down from the dhresser, just the way she
uset whin Mrs. Hennessey was there
years ago.
Shure | seen at wanst how it all was,
an whit over an shook hands wild Push
'athout sayin' word. He kept lookin'
at Nancy, an two big tears rowled down
his cheeks, an he stud up, an he seq:
" Peggy" seq he, :" I want yeh t'let Nancy
live wild yeh antil we can get called in
chapel. Won't you do that for an ould
nabour?''
"Throth, PUSH" SEE /. cts angry wild
yeh am for thinking yeh want t. ask me
such thing. 40 coorse Nancy II come
mel"
So that's all, Miss Maria. Nancy an
Push is t. be married at the beginnin' av
the new year. An what dye think was
the last thing Push sed last night?
{" Well" SEE he, Goods very good-a
powerful sight more so nor we desarve-
an, afther all, human nathur's the grand
est thing out. It was wake human nathur
med Nancy mistrust me an go away, but
1t was sthrong human nathur that med her
want t. come back Z the ould country;
an now, shure, it's only the hoight of hui
man nathur that makes us want t. git mar
rid an be t'gether for the rest av our
days. The Lord be pr aised for all His
marcies."
An betchune laughin an cryin' we
both sed:
nr-L0ndon Society,"
A Piece of Quaker Strategy.
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