Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1876-02-09


Whin Push was a fine, good lookin'
boy av three an twenty, tn ould father
God rest his sowl died; and throth
it's often an often me mother used to
make us screech wild tn laughing whin
she'd be tellin' av tn legacy he left
Tom. ssi5sh dos a7s7 - as@o1q
"Tom," seq til ould father; an at
that time he was near a. past spakin' !;
"Tom," seq he, "I havn't much t. lave
yeh." . Z" 7ao .asahe f s''e'a - 6
Thrue for yeh, father" seq Tom,
KNOWN in mis- own mind that it all whit
in TIL dhrink; but we all have our fail
ms, God help us as well as poor ould
Tom. oiia' - - $50 HlhHsi adf
"Anyhow, I'll lave yeh me lblessin',
av yeh think it's worth havin'," seq he.
CAV coorse I do, father, but don't be
thinkin' av me at all; fix yer mind an
where yer goin' to. 81
81 will avick, SEE the ould father;
"but before go want to give yeh a
bit av advice that'll be as good as good
a legacy in goold t. yeh."
''Let us hear it, father" seq Tom;
an me mother used t'Ssay that tn all
gother roun' tn bed to listen t. what he
had t. say. egas la.e.
'.Tom," eez he, s'my advice t. yeh is
this, an see that yeh mind it, for it
often stud me in good sted, can tell
yeh. Whinivir yeh get into the middle
av fight, don't keep lookin' about, but
sthrike tn first head that comes in yer
way-it maynt be the right head, but
sthrike it any way, on chance. It'll re-
ieve yer feelin's, ma bouchal." r9% 1851
As said afore, me mother used often
e make us laugh whin she'd be tellin'
the story; for It was just wan av the
square, foolish things ye'd expect ould
Hennessey T. say. Any how, Push
didn't mind tn advice, for he was q
mortal quiet boy, and afther tn ould
father died, shure begad, he TUX the
little slated house at tn oss-roads an
opened little giniral shop for tn moth
or an himself. At first they didn't
sell tay an tobacco only besoms and
stay-laces, an turf, an shugar sticks,
an cotton-halls, an thin sort av things
antil tn saved money enough t. buy q
license. Thin, me jewil what dye
think? but Tom got grand counther
put up, an scales an weights, an he
had Push wrote on the half doore. An
from that day t this he nivir was called
nothin but Push.
The house was raal dacint, an there
was q nate little bit o. land that whit
wild it, an that Push used t plough an
harra' himself, wild sometimes half q
days help from a willin' neoour. Me
own poor husband-the high heavens
be his bed this blessed day!-many's tn
time gev him help, for jviry wan like
Push, he was that good t. tn ould
mother. a.,. s..s
Push was dom well-so he was
for in tn fishin' saison he used t. have
gintlemin lodgin' in tn house an thin
he'd 60 out wild thin an Derravarragh
Lyke, an what betchune wan thing an
another he got a dacint little bit O.
money together. But wirra wirra
that was tn onlucky money t more nor
Push Yeh see he wanted t. get mar
ried, an t. see his childhre grown up
about him, an small blame t. him for
that same. So he was coortin' Nancy
Reilly that lived about a quarther av q
mile beyant the cross roads. It's gre
that was the purity girsha, an as quite
an industhrus as Push himself. People
used t. wondher why he didn't look out
for girl wild stockin', or, maybe, a
couple O. pigs or q COW; but Push was
that fond O. Nancy that troth he'd ha'
married her wild just only tn clothes
she stud up I'M Begorra she hadn't
much more, for her mother
was dead-god rest her sowl! and her
father, Bill Reilly, was park soart av
man, reglar Shaughraun; sometimes
he'd go aft for weeks t'gether, an no.
body 'ud ivir know nothin' about him.
Nancy herself usen't t. know-the
crathur an there she'd be workin' the
two hands uffa her. for av she hadn't
the bit an the sup ready for her rutch-
cen av father, bedad it 'ud be worse
for her. Shure he had no sort av be-
havior In him at all for wan time he
KEN home he ate tn seed plate es an
win man 'ud have the maneness t. do
tn likes O. that, shure what cud yu ex-
pect from him Ould Mrs. Hennessey
used t. have Nancy up helpin' her wnin
she'd have dodgers, for the Qirsha was
right clever cook, an Gu d set dinner
av bacon an chickens an the table fit
for king. An that's how 1t was that
Push an Nancy KEN t. be cortin' wan
another.
CHAPTER IL 81,
There was wan time Mrs. Hennessey
had dodgers in the bouse, three fine