Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1878-05-17

marry him, says he. 'Ah, Nora, says he
| for the first time speaking it solemn-like
sAh, Nora, what is the worruld to man
I when his wife is a wilder? AM says he
I've fifty dollars for masses. and the rest
1 lave to YOURSELF said he, 'and needn't
tell We to be good mother to the chill
DER says he, for well we know there are
none.' All, poor John Will ye have
another cup O. tay, Mr.. Castello?"
s'It must have been very hard on ye,'
said Mr.. CASTILLO. "Thank ye, ma am, nc
m ore.''
sit was hard" said Mrs. Cummisky:
shut time will till. l must cast about me
for me own livin'; an so got intill this
place, an here am to-day"
s'Ahl'' said Mr.. CASTILLO, as they rose
from the table and seated themselves before
the fire, SAM here we are both of us this
avenin'."
"Here we are, sure enough" rejoined
the widow.
can so I mind ye of-of him, do I?''
asked Mr.. CASTILLO, after a short pause,
during which he had gazed contemplative-
ly in the fire.
''That ye do,'' answered the widow. eye
favor him greatly. Dark complicated, and
the same plisint smile.''
"Now wild me sittin' here and you sit
tin there folninst me, We might almost
think We were marrit again. said Mr.. Cas-
tello insinuatingly.
''Ah, go away now, for taze that ye
are,' exclaimed the widow, mussing her
clean apron by rolling the corners Of it.
ST disremember what it was he said
about seem any man you like better nor
him." said Mr.. CASTILLO, moving his chair
a little nearer to that of the widow.
"He said, said he, y answered the widow,
smoothing her apron over her knees with
her plump white hands. Mora said he,
''if any time ye see any man ye like bether
nor me, marry him."
ssDid he say anything about any wan ye
liked as good as him?" asked Mr.. CASTILLO.
II don't mind that he did," answered
the widow, refectively, folding her hands
in her lap.
ssI suppose he left that to yourself?''
pursued Mr.. CASTILLO.
+ "Faith, an don't know, thin," an
swered Mrs. Cummisky.
"Div ye think ye like me as well as you
did him?" asked Mr.. CASTILLO, persuasive
ly, leaning forward to look into the
widows eyes, which were cast down.
"Ah, go way now for a taze." exclaim-
ed the widow, Strengthening herself and
playfully slappIng Mr.. CASTILLO on the
face.
He moved his chair still nearer, and
moved his arm around her waist.
''Niver ye think I'm ticklesome, Mr..
Castello," said the widow. looking boldly
at him.
"Tell me-" he insisted, ''div ye like me
as well as ye did him?"
ell most most disremember now
how much l liked him. answered the
widow, naturally embarrassed at such a
question.
''Well, them" asked Mr.. CASTILLO, en-
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the Widows round waist, div ye like me
we'll enough as meself?"
"Hear the man," exclaimed Mrs. Cum
misky, derisively; "do I like him well
enough himself?"
'sAh, now, don't be breakiE' me heart, :"
pleaded MIR. CASTILLO. ''Answer me this
question, Mrs. Cummisky-is your heart
finder towards me?''
''It ISL whispered the widow, sam
there, now ye have it,
"Glory be to God!' exclaimed the happy
Id yer, and he drew the not unwilling
widow to his bosom.
"a few moments after Mrs. Cummisky
looked up, and, as she smoothed her hair,
said1, "But, James, you havn't told me yet
how ye liked yer tay."
"IAh, Nora, me Jewell" answered Mr..
CASTILLO, "the taste of that first kiss ould
take away the taste of all the tay that
ever was brewed."