The star of Pascagoula. [volume] (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1873-1878, 1877-08-24
MAGGIE RYAN.

Chris mAdGlt MAN.
inbred op,.
bsen BUT Just let me stay until mornil
h. ,hn ma am. 1t is cold, dreary and daI
~ Wy along the road, and, indeed I've !
l ana place to 60 but Widow Yarrow's, an
aiming that's miles away"
ndred eospoke n sad, worn-looking woma
capped standing on the threshold of a wei
/ and TOTO farmers house, Just as the la,
.aJ ~ ing sky.
tricts Inc person she spoke to, a larg
~ tho woman in a bright, lowered dress an,
5 ."o white apron--the mistress of the hous
with turned away pettishly.
You came at night, Maggie, il
tele- seems to me, and you can 90 at night
ar of You don't suit. | never saw such shift,
F,ki less ways in my life. And Jane Smith
Is here, and I've only one bed for the
'Op"' servant, and | can't expect a tidy Girl
Tie like Jane to sleep with-well with
been strangers. I've paid you for your three
pro- days, and, goodness knows, you've wor-
lost RED me out of my senses since you've
ac. been here, and | can't keep you another
pen night; and the earlier you 90, the soon.
'ugi. er you'll get there, wherever it is" .
ace, well that's true, anyway. Then,
ere ma'am replied the woman, land you
ish. are mistress in your own house; but,
pod knows, it's not a dog I'd be drivin'
out at night" Then she tied her little
Plttance in the corner of a pocket.
the handkerchief and walked away out of
by the gate and up the road, not looking
out pack once; Her heart was heavy as
SIS, ,ead; and she was angry at a world that
cal mad been a very hard one to her.
est lnree years since Pat went away"
he sne SAID to herself 'never a word from
.ao MN. Hes dead, no doubt; and it's the
Us last KIND word I've heard. ! wasn't
IL s%nlftless and good for nothing to him,
nc maggie ned often say, I'D change
Id you Tor nobody's wife, Och, he was
IN the man., and as good to me when |
re was FACED and worn out with the hard
n l'ih and rarin' and losin' the childer,
e az ne was when | was a purity girl, with
IS oneeks IKE roses, and he was a boy !
courtln, me. Och, Pat, where did YOU I
70 al ailE You died in a ditch like a
:, uog, maybe; tor all these hard-hearted !
I gentle-tolk care, we all might" |
l She turned and shook her fist hack
r a: 'ne mouse she had just left, only a !
bit of the roof visible over the rising q
ground now. L
My heart was aching for the chill Y
der and for Pat" she said: "but Won f
could have no patience if a ~pertatie was 81
Durnt, or a towel not that smooth
p pou sen me out with the night falling. u
Dan luck to ye and to all your like" n
Then she plodded on again; but the h
woman she had lett was not as had as IL
she had fancied her. In her thrift and
tidiness she could not understand tb;s CO
untidy, careless being. She knew al
nothing Of the misery at her heart. or ~
the sorrow that made her forget the
pots and pals. She was actually half &c
afraid of her and anxious to get her ont pr
OF her house. She had felt it a great "a
mistake to hire a tramp from the road as It
1t were, and she had paid her and was III
conscious of no cruelty. pa
The daylight fed apace; the moon, 20,
risen long ago, became visible---a faint on
streak OF new moon that set in a little on
while-.only the stars were left-.ond col
Maggie, wandering on the road with her a.,
bundle under her arm--a bundle of "o
rags and odds and ends tumbled to- uIl
gether in an old flannel petticoat.-be WI
gan to loose her knowledge of ii. Here arp'
and there she saw lights in n window so
but they were no promise of bospitaIitv see :,
TO her. 1t She could get to the widow tho
lahorers 70 bo pJ'Sonsge, VINO took the fist
While she could pay; but where was sSap
he widows cottage--to the right or TO hr;,
he left? She could not tell in the dcrk- No,
less whether she had taken the pro, Der e
urning. Hard by was'a rushing sound, inc
!, OF water. Danger there. perhaps. of
ne railroad was somewhere at hand. and
though Maggie felt that the world bar,
, 80 ~ piaoe, SIG uiu hot 1eel ready thu
III just drop Down in the grass man
'mewhere, said The poor woman. hest
,nIJ sng oeeweeh me ana harm Il alien
comfort" "f
She stretched forward, peering and
trough the darkness, and her foot boiie
ruck some loose branches that lie nm ct
! the ground, with a cracking sound NAB,
whats that?' said a voice very 7 ~o
EAR her in a sharp whisper. ran no
Its an imp Of squirrel" said an. iaats
her voice. "Goon with your work, Jim. noaso
train will be along in fifteen minutes aeonn,
p with that rail. Hi, Wen have 9y au
I'LL desols
Hold your tongue, fool" said the said,
st voice. "You're half drunk nurse
u you | thought it was a step.n hold I
And now Maggie, who had sunk flat The
on the ground, knew all. Those who victns
Ilspered near Ter were train-wreckers bite "a
: III make no n%oise," said she, "IIs to tur,
My business. He toll
u iying III the grass, the sharp to do '
'kes OF steel on steel smote on her avay {
y couru hot forget them. And the clio
LIeniy II came upon her that it was old pal
her more nor less than murder that the kn
was waiting there to see--that in lv. and ba
quiet while it was done she helped TO house,
!. into ii
God forgive mel" said poor Maggie. potatot
not 10 1t; but what am | to do "Pot
! will / stop them? It's my own up his
b I'll bring about nothing clse-" tato bu
nd just then the soud OF a steam have hs
tile far away caught the ear. The one froI
! was coming; mine W
Ae5ay Ioi tnem! SAID the voies kill mol
au heaiu Deiore' lone INTO the you coa
l ..r chalk m
&c nearu lnem tramp away, and call. I
} TO her feet and looked about her his hat