The weekly clarion. [volume] (Jackson, Miss.) 1863-1882, 1877-08-22
PAT MORIARTY'S FIRST.
The Baby shat Came into HHis
House and the 10y IhJFt
Came with IL.

Came with IL.
New York world.l
One year ago Mrs. Margaret Moriarty
was bride-a tall, solid, hrawny, blush
ing bride-ready for any kind of hard
work. Last night Mrs Moriartv was
changed into that ever new and beauti
full being "mother when she feels for
the first time her first borns breath. y
All the evening her husband, Pat, had
stood outside the door--they had only
one room-until his motherin-law stuck
out her nose and part of her frlled cap
and said, "She's better; We may come in
now Pat stole into the room and halt
ed in the middle of the floor, looking
from his wife in the bed to the bundle in
an old woman's lap, giving an occasional
side glance at the group of female sym
pathizers. Then broad grin gradually
absorbed his features, and he went up To
the baby and knelt before it. He took
long look at the fat, red, expression
less little face and then exclaimed, "An'
that's the baby. Glory be to God"
"Aye," sententiously answered the
nurse.
"Faix, how short an fat it is; an it's
sweeter nor a sour stomach. Is it boy
or a gurrel?" asked the father.
ga gurrel."
ga gurrel. Glory be to God An
the eyes of her twinklin' like two little
stars. An it's chewin' her fist she is,
bcin' hungry wild the long journey, and
niver a morsel to ate, and she'll never
return again to the other place, PLACE
! God"
can fwhatll yez call her." asked the
nurse.
"Call her? After the mother; to be
sure, God bless her"
"No, yell not call the first baby after
the mother" chorused the women.
81 don't mind, thin, fwhat to cal
her." said Pat, scratching his head.
''The 18th of August is the Assump
ton of the Blissd Vargn," said a sol
emn old woman. "Call her Mary
praise be to God"
Gay, call her Mary" chorused tho
other women.
''Mary be it thin" said Pat; "bu
fwhat'll id be for the middle name
Maggie, that's the mothers name ----
"Ye'Il not call her anything else" said
the mother-in-law; "The BIssid Vargin
heaven save and rest her sowl, had NJ
other name, an forbye, fwhen the jewel
grows up an gets married Moriarty'll be
her middle name"
"Thrue for ye," chorused the Other
women.
At this point Pat suddenly started fol-
the door.
can fwhere are yez goin'?" asked thu
mother-in-law.
otis goin' for me friend John ! am,
answered Pat, "John / couldn't do wild
out, an want to show him de fruit o
our labors."
"Havent We anythin' for the doctor 2
asked the solemn old woman.
"Divil de dhrap, savin' yer prisince
DOCTOR" answered Pat "bud I'll &c
some of the shtuff. Bide here till COM
back, doctor, fwich'Il be in de twinklin
of bedpost, agen | find John"
Pat then disappeared, and in mo
ment a young man entered.
"Whurroo it's Uncle Tim, choruseC
the women.
Uncle Tim glanced at the mother, am
then went over to the baby and exclaim
ed fervently:
"God bless him. Is he a boy or
gurrel?"
"a gurrel, answered the nurse.
GA gurrel," repeated the uncle, Zoo
bless her; :" and he thrust his hand int
his pocket and drew it forth filled with
silver coin.
"Put the biggest piece in her RICH
hand" said the solemn old woman, "bu
spit twice on it first"
"Faith, there's luck in odd numbers,
said the uncle 'I'll spit on it three
times" And, having performed TIN
ceremony the coin was placed IN the ba
by's hand and the pudgy little fnger'
closed over it. =,
By this time Pat had returned will
his friend John, and as soon as he opened
the door he cried out:
can how's the mother, now"
Gas well as could be expected, cho
rused the women.
"Praise be to God :" said Pat, "John,
there's the gurrel. It's Mary her name
is"
John stared stupidity at the baby from
distance of six feet and then asked
''Was she born wild all that hair on heI
head?"
CAV coorse she was" answered Pat
who then continued. "An' now mother
get the glasses, for / have the pulitzer
here wild me-" 81,
stThere's a glass for the docther," said
the mother, can cups for the rist, forby'
some are cracked Fwhot koind o liq
uor is it?"
''Tunder an turf, don't know, thin,
answered Pat. 81 was 90 happy fwhin
I wintintil the saloon that the bar-tin
der MAJ have fought was an a spree and %,
guv me amy kOind O shtuff. But nj
the glasses, all o yez, praise be to God,
an we'll dhrink TO the mother and
child"
Gas for me-" said the solemn old wo-
man sGniyer moind lOOkin' for a cup for
me. PIl lust dhrink out av the bottle.
The glasses and cups were filled and
the bottle handed TO the solemn old wo-
man. Pat then went to his wife, kissed
her tenderly, and said, Here's to the
mother an child may the Blessed Var
gin protect thin an luck to us all.
ssGlory be 10 God I" chOrused the Wo-
/ men as they drank =.
ssHaye We dhrank, Pat?" asked his
wife, speaking for the first time.
al have, God love ye. he answered;
"Then YOU and Tim and John git OUT 2
here wild your nonsense, for It's goin 70
ghlseP ] am"