Smyrna times., 1877-05-16

could earn a few shillings, by running
errands in his noontide hours of rest, and
talking to anyone who would listen to his
one great hope, and of Nora and little
Jamesy.
That seemed sort of charity to him.
Still he was helped along. A present from
Mr.. Bawn at payday set Nora, as he said,
ga week nearer and this and that and
the other added to the little hoard 1t
grew faster than at first, and Connor's
burden was not so heavy. At last, before
he hoped it, he was once more able to say,
" Pm going to bring them over," and to
show his handkerchief, in which, as before,
he tied up his earnings; this time, how
ever, only to his friends. Cautious among
strangers, he hid the treasure, and kept
his vest buttoned over it day and night,
until the tickets were bought and sent.
Then every man, woman and child, capable
of hearing and understanding, knew that
Nora and her baby were coming.
At first the men who prided themselves
on turning out the best work in the city
made a sort of butt of Connor, whose "wild
Irish" ways and verdancy were indeed
often laughable. But it won their hearts
at last, and when, one day, mounting a
work bench, he shook his little bundle,
wrapped in red 'kerchief, before their
eyes and shouted: "Looll, boys, I've got
the whole at last I'm going to bring Nora
and Jamesy over at last Whoraa I've got
itw Then all felt sort Of sympathy in his
joy.
There was John Jones, who had more of
the brute in his composition than usually
falls to the lot Of man-even he, who had
coldly hurled his hammer at an offenders
head, missing him by hairs breadth,
would spend his ten minutes in the noon
hour in reading the Irish news to Connor
There was Tom Baker, the meanest man
among the number, who had never been
known to give anything to any one before
absolutely bartered an old jacket for a pail
of gilt vases which a peddler brought in
basket to the shop, and presented them tc
| COnnor for Morals mantlepiece, and there
was idle Dick, the apprentice, who actually
worked two hours on Connor's work, wher
illness kept the Irishman at home one day
Connor felt this kindness, and returned i
whenever it was in his power.
And the days few by and brought
letter at last from his wife. "She would
start as he desired, and she was well, anC
so was the boy, and might the Lord brinI
them safe to each others arms and bles
those who had been so kind to him." Thi
was the substance of the epistle, whicl
Connor proudly assured his fellow-worl
men that Nora wrote herself. She hat
lived at service as a girl with a certaii
good old lady, who had given her al
education, the items which Connor toll
upon his fingers. "The radin', that's one
and the writin', that's three, and moreove
she knows all woman can" Then h
looked up at his fellow-workmen, with tn
tears in his eyes, and asked:
"Do you wonder the time seems long b,
tween me an her, boys?"
So it was Nora at the dawn Of day-NoI
at noOn-Nora at night--until the new
came that the Stormy Petrel had come I
port, and Connor pale and brethless wit
excitement, flung his cap in the air an
shouted.
1t happened on holiday afternoon, an
! half dozen of men were ready to 90 wit
Connor to the steamer, and give his wife
, greeting. Her little home was ready; M
| Bawn's own servant had put it in orde
and Connor took one peep at it before |
started.
"She hadn't the like O. that in the oul
counthry," he said, "but she'll know ho
to kape them tidy"
Then he led the way toward the doc
! where the steamer lay, at pace whit
made it hard for the rest to follow hil
The spot was reached at last; a crowd
e vehicles blockaded the street; troop
d immigrants came thronging up; fine cab
passengers were stepping into cabs, a,
]; drivers, porters, and all manner of e
e ployees were yelling and shouting in
If usual manner. Nora would wait on boa
for her husband-he knew that.
d The little group made their way into t
n, vessel at last, and there, amidst those W
sat watching for coming friends, Com
3 searched for the two so dear to hi
s. patiently at first, eagerly, but patient
d but bye and bye growing anxious and
as cited.
"She would niver go alone" he So
OF "she'd be lost entirely. l bade her W
es but / don't see her boy. think she's
re in it,"
ST "Why don't you see the captain? ~ asl
one, and Connor jumped at the suggest
y, In a moment he stood before a por
n rubicund man, who nodded to him kline
ie :" am looking for my wife, yer hon'
er said Connor and can't find her."
no "Perhaps she's gone ashore" said
TX captain.
al babe her watt" said Connor.
all "Women don't always do as they
ull bid, YOU know" said the captain.