The morning star and Catholic messenger., 1878-12-01

again, she ran from him up the stops, and
tSrning round, placed her hands lightly on hi'
"No, you must not follow me ; You must no
come in. 1t seems very inhospitable, but
don't want you to come into Happy-go-luck,
Lodge to night. You must ride home now
| ana tell mamma and Bride. / want TO Civ
this one more evening to thinking cfAnne. ant
| nVing over ogain in my memory all the dea
| h:te odd old ways of the place. You may Ray
what you like" (for be was beginning eagerly
| TO interrupt her) about wishing to keep up al
the Old ways, and bringing no change. Ikuov
| ell you will cay but it's use. You moi
Peter Lynch, and could not and should moi
make yonrself into him. If you tried ever so
and 1t tciH bs new life that will have to begil
here by and by. must spend the last hours
OF Pelhams wedding-aay in giving the old
myeelf."
Some summers ego o traveller in the weet OF
Ireland, IRE 1 While BILE traversipg oIoss-road among
the joyce Hills, not mentioned in any of the
guide books, was brought to O halt by the dis
appearance of the horse between the shafts of
the outside car on which be was riding. and
his own descent upon ridge of turf that lined
the road. No one was hurt, but q wheel was
of the car, and one of the shafts injured and
the driver, after spending quarter of an hour
with few yards Of thin string that he pro-
duced from his pocket, subsided fisaliy into
scratching his head, and abusing the road
that had caused the misfortune, aud himself
for bis presumption in venturing upop it.
Sure be said. "it's one of the roads that
wss devised and made in the famine year aud
few people take tie trouble to drive along it
or notice it at all. Why would theyi seeing
it's not the way TO anywhere, aud there sin't
many cars and-hoIsas that ~ou have th g con-
stitution to get to the end Of il, if it tuck them
to the gate of heaven itself, barIitg the three.
wheeled oar that NJ iss O'FIE terty tuilt and the
secret of that died out with otGer Things in t he
times of the black troubles yon'l have beard
Off
Bat" demonstrated the traveller, "ycu as.
sured me when l hired the cnr that you we're
perfectly we'll acquainted with tire road and it
sitneted on an island in little lske emans
the Joyce Hills. which woatd well repay the
trou BILE of visit"
"Aud why would it not repay your honor's
tronbe Sure it's there before your eyes to
look at, step or two beyond the road is as
straight as an arrow, bad luck to it, for that's
t he way they made all the roads in the famine
time. If you follow it on and on. you can't fail
to come in time t. an opening between the |
hills, and you will sse fine graveiied path |
with an iron gate at the head Of il, aud trees |
the path it will take you straight to a beart-
ful summer. house, fine place with pillars, |
and cushioned seats to rest in thst the gentle.
man that owns the Hollow now has had built
IN the very spot where the valley ana the lake |
,an be seen to the best advantage. Nothing
could be moro convenient for your honor than
shat the horse, poor beast, should have come
lown witA you just here, for he is giving you 8
inc excuse and o reason for staying in the
Iunlmer- house, wfioh isn't mile from the
lodge itself, as long as ever you please. till
'ome back with fresh car and fesoh yon
Iway"
'You are sure that shall need an excuse
md q reason I" asked the traveller, with a
urious twinkle in his eyes. The place is not
Tho presented himself without an iutrod In ction
would stand a chance of being turned away
rom the inhospitable door. Things were
itferent suppose in the time of that Miss
} Elaherty Won alluded IN inst now 81
'Ionr honor will have heard of her in for
ign parts but that is quRre," glsncing
uriously up into the stEang gers face. "She is
! good deal thought of in the country still
'ut can't say that remember yself the
tood times before the troubles when she reign
d in the land, not being to the fore in those
oing gs then was qoits beyond anything that
an be shown now-uot that we bave much to
omplain of in the gentleman that owns the
follow, barring that he is an Englishman, and
IS By times notions of his own, and the lady
omes of she old stock of Dalys snd O'Flahert
nd is loved and honored far and near. If you
ave known her by the golden hair on her
lend), you would only have had to say that
ou would come by an accident on the bad
Dad, and that Peter Malachy was the boy that
Vas driving you, aud ebe should have taken
'ou into the lodge aud given you the beat en-
ertainmeHt, AZ indeed happened to lady
vas driving just to this Very spot ten years
Igo. 'Twas on S.. Peters day by the same
oxen thatltbe young lady, Miss Eileen herself,
, as psssing in the car with her governess on
he way to church, and they stopped to see if
anyone was hurt, and took the strange lady
back with them to the Hollow, and sbe turned
'ut to be seme sort Of an English relation of
the matter'e and Of his sister up at Castle Daily,
and they kept her among them month and
more You might have had the same luck
yourself if you would come by this little over
throw q week ago I; but now the lady's away
in London, and there is nobody at the lodge to
receive you"
You are sure of that" exclaimed the
traveller, with peroeptible start and change
Of couuteuanoe. You have IL on good author.
ity that the lady is from home just now Z"
Ard indeed on the best, for it was the
young lady herself told it to my own grand
mother the last time she rode up to our cabin
on her pony with compliment of tea and
sugar for the poor old creature that has been |
bed-ridden these three years. MRS. Aalachy,"
says Ghe, sits o double quantity 1 have /
brought You to day, because it will be long |
time before will see you again ; We are going
tee whole of US to London" or maybe it was |
Liverpool she said, ito meet our mole that is |