Fayette County herald. [volume] (Washington [Washington Court House], Fayette County, O. [Ohio]) 1860-1???, 1878-03-28
WINNING THE WIDOW.

The widow Cummiskey was standing
at the door of 11er little millinery store
the other evening, as Mr.. Costello came
along. Mr.. Costello stopped.
Good evenin' to you ma'am,' said he.
Good evening, Mr.. Costello answer
ed the widow.
Its fine weather we're havin', rna'am,
continued Mr.. Costello.
1T is that, thank God,' replied Mrs.
Cummiskey, sbut the winters comm at
last, and comes to all, both great and
small.
'Ah! said Mr.. Costello, but for all
that, it doesn't come to us all alike. Now
here are you, ma'am, fat, rosy and good
lookin', equally swate as summer green
in, fall pippin or a winter russell
'Arrah, hold your whist now,' inter-
rupted the fair widow, laughing. Much
an old bachelor knows about apples or
women. But come in, Mr.. Costello, an
take cup o. tay with me, for 1 was only
standin' be the doore, looking at the peo-
pie passin'. for company's sake, like, and
| Pm sure the kettle must have sung itself
| hoarse-'
| Mr.. Costello needed no second invita-
tion, and he followed his hostess into her
snug back room. There was a bright fire
burning in the little Franklin stove, the
tea-kettle was sending forth cloud of
steam that took ruddy glow from the
freight, the shaded lamp on the table
gave mellow and subdued light to the
room, and it was all very suggestive of
comfort.
Its very cosy you are here, Mrs. Cum
miskey,' said Mr.. Costello, casting look
of appreciation around the apartment.
Yes replied the widow, as she laid
the supper, It's that whin do hev COM
pany.'
'Ah,' said Mr.. Costello, sit must be
lonesome for you with only the cat and
yer cup o. tay.'
Sure it is answered the widow. But
take safe, and set down, Mr.. Costello.
| Help yersilf, to the fish, an don't forgit
the puraties. Look at thin; they're
splittin' their sides with laughin'.'
Mr.Costello helped himself and paused.
He looked at the plump widow, with her
arm in that graceful position assumed in
| the pouring out of tea, and remarked,
'l'm sinsible of the comforts of a home,
Mrs. Cummiskey, though I've none my
self. Mind now, the difference between
the taste O. tay made and sarved that
away, and the tay they give you in an
eatin' house,
Sure, said the widow, there's nothing
like little home of your own. wonder
ye never got marrit, Mr.. Costello
Il was about to make the same remark
in difference to yersilf, ma'am, answered
Mr.. Costello.
God keep u.s. exclaimed Mrs. Cummis-
key, aren't l wildly woman this seven
years!
'Ah,' rejoined Mr. Costello, but its
thinkin' was why ye didn't get marrit
again.
well, its sure am said the widow
thoughtfulIy, setting down her tea cup
and raising her hand by way of emphasis,
there never was better husband to any
woman than him that's dead an gone,
heaven save an rest his sowl. He was
that asy as child could do anythin' with
him, and was as humorsome as menkey.
You favor him very much, Mr.. Costello.
t He was about your hight, an dark CON-
; plected like you.
d 'Ah! exclaimed Mr.. Costello.
He often used to say to me in his ban
therin' way, Sure, Nora, what's the wur.
. ruld to a man whin his wife's WILDLY,
manin', you know, that all the limitation.
in luxuries of this life can never follow
a man beyant the grave. Sure, Nora,
says he, what's the wurruld to mar
whin his wife's a widdy.' All, poo
John!'
st was sensible sayin', that remark
ed Mr.. Costello, as he helped himself t.
/. more fish.
!! 4 mind that day John died. continue,
the widow. 'He knew everything to tn
last, and about four in the afternoon
was seventeen minutes past five exactly
b be the clock, that he died-he says to me
sNora,' says he, you've been good wifi
. an I've been a good husband saws he
'and 1 could give you a good charakthu
to any place. says he, every dog has hi
I day, and some has day and half saw
he, 'I'll know more in bit than Fathe
: Corrigan himself, says he, Ebut III sa
now,' says he, that I've always been
true son of the church, says he, so T.
not bother my head aboutit,' and he say!
says he, 4 lave youin good hands, Nor.
Z for lave you in your own hands, say
! he, 'and if at any time you see any ma
We like better nor me marry him, says h,
'Ah, Nora says he, for the first tin
spakin' it solemn-like, 'Ah, Nora, whs
@ is the wurruld to man when his wife's
ds wildly? And, says he, lave fifty dollar
for masses, and the rest lave to yersilf
. says he, Fand 1 needn't tell you to be
good mother to the children saws h
'for we'll you know there are none.' All
poor John. viii We have another cup
1t, tay, Mr.. Costello?'
'It must have been very hard on We
said Mr.. CASTILLO. Thank We, ma'am, I
more
ct was hard said Mrs. Cummiske
i but time will tell. l must cast abo
. for me own livin,' and so 1 got intill tn
place, and here 1 am to-day
ne 'Ah!' said Mr.. Costello, as they ro
!n, err from the table and seated themselves b
iies fore the fire, 'and here we are both of
this evening"