The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1876-06-21

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"come in and take safe"
Corny entered with both his hand:
behind his back, took his seat on q
three.legged stool that Mrs. Linskey
had pushed in front of the fire for
him.
"Fine wether for the crops, Corny,''
Peter said, .poking up the fire with his
shoe. "An' Mary, throw on a couple
o. sods o. dry turf an sweep up the
hearth, will yer"
Mary did as her husband desired
and then going TO. a recess in the wall
by the fireplace, took out from thence
a new clay-pipe and piece of tobacco
(probably got at the last wake she
had been at). "Will ye light the
pipe, CornyH" she said, handing them
to the old man, who took them with a
nod and "Thankee kindly" and filled
slowly, kindled with coal from the
hearth, blew a few whiffs in grave
digui6ed silence, and then handed il
to Peter, who, in an equal silence,
smoked it for few moments, and
then handed it back to Corny, and
proceeded to light his own pipe.
They both smoked steadily for a
time then Mrs. Linskey pulled small
table between them, produced from
her chest a stone jar of potheeu, and
couple of cracked glasses, which she
set on the table with a noggin of cold
water; and taking up her pail, pro.
ceeded to the barn to milk the COWS.
"That's purity colleen of yours,
Pether!" Corny said after long ST.
lence.
"Thrue for ye; an good, sensible,
little girl into the bargain; it's
happy's the man that'll get her," Peter
replied after due consideration.
"That's what 1 said myself; an 1
come over to see if we can't make a
match between my Dermott an hec.
selfl" O'Byrne said after another
interval.
."He's a likely boy" pursued Peter
refectively.
aye may well say that, Pether; an
he'll make a good husband, no doubt,
for he's good son. What do ye say
to it9 Corny asked, leaning forward
on his stool.
"I'm pleased"
God save all herel" said a harsh
grating voice, and head appeared in
the doorway: Good. evening to ye
Pether !"
"Good-evening, kindly" Peter re.
turned.
"Come in and take q safe Tom"
The newcomer entered, and took
stool, and cast questioning glance
at Corny O'Byrne, proceeded to light
his pipe, and smoke for some minutes.
He was stout harsh featured man,
with loud voice. He was not much
of favorite in theHillage-rand espec-
tally disliked by Corny O'Byrne-
who never lost an opportunity Of an
noying Tom Dillon. He was a COM
Portable farmer, and one of his sons
had been making up" to Katie Lin
skey some time before. After Il ST.
lence, during which the three old men
smoked energetically, Dillon cleared
his throat two or three times, and then
said abruptly; "Pether, I want to
make a match. between your little
girl and my Martin; have ye any
thing to say agin itf"
"Sorra one word Tom; only me
neighbor Corny O'Byrne an myself
were speaking O. the same thing when
you come in p Pether replied with a
shrewd glance at them both.
"First come, first served, Pether,"
Corny said, shaking the ashes from his
pipe, by knocking the bowl against
his thumb nail; "mind thatl |"
"To be sure, to be sure" Peter
replied; and there was another long
pause.
"An' we may as we'll clinch the
bargain at once" Corny continued.
"To be sure, to be sure" Pether
again assented, smoking steadily.
"Ye have nothing agin my Martin,
have ye, Pether Linskey~ Tom Dill
lon said laying down his pipe.
"Agin HIM? No; he's nice dacent
boy, and | have a great regard for
him." Peter answered.
"An he has a great regard for your
little girl, and sorra days good he'll
do till he's married." CALCULATED Tom
bringing his fist down on the table.
"He set his mind on it, and I'll back
him outp'
"Turf and tundtherl Tom Dillon,
didn't Pother Linskey tell you Icame
matchmaking for my Dermotti"
Thunder and turf! CorDy O'Byrne,
don't tell you that I come to do the
same thing for my Martini and
suppose Dillon may ask a Linskey