Daily globe., 1879-06-08


peace. But as soon as / found myself
comfortably seated in the cosy parlor of
the lodge, with bright turf FIRE blazing
before me and hot punch steaming on
the table at my sida, / summoned my
henchmen to my presence. s.
"Now, Shawn said, holding forth
a steaming goblet which made his. eyes
sparkle like two stars, Close the door,
draw your chair up to the fire, drink off
this, and tell me the story of the lovely
Colleen whom we saw tonight"
ssWould yer honor really like to hear?''
II would:. It will give me something
to dream about and prevent me from
thinking too much Of her beautiful
| face.,' sta 9.
Shawn smiled gravely.
"Your honor thinks her prettys Well,
then, yen believe me when tell ye that
if ye was to search the counthry at the
present moment We couldn't find Col
leen to match Norah 0'ConneH. When
she was born the neighbors thought she
must be a fairy child, she was SO pretty
and small and white; and when she got
older, there wasn't boy in Stcrport but
would lay down his life for her Boys
wild fortunes and boys widout fortunes
tried to get her; and, begging her honor's
pardon, went myself in wild the rest.
But it went one way wild us all; Norah
just smiled and said she did not want to
marry. But one day, two years ago now
come the Serapht, that lazy shaugrhaun
Miles Doughty (God rest his soul! came
over from Ballgally, and going straight
to Norah, widout making up any match
at all, asked her to marry him.
'sWell2'
"Well, your honor, this time Norah
frightened up, and though she we'll
knew that Miles was a dirty black guard
widout penny in de world-though the
old people said no. and there was plenty
fortunes in Storport Waitin' on her-she
just went against every one of them and
said she must marry Miles. The old peo-
pie pulled against her at first, but at last
Norah, with her smiles and pretty ways,
won over Father Tom-who won over the
old people, till at last they said that if
Miles would go for awhile to the black
pits of Pennsylvania and earn the money
buy a home and a bit of land, he
should marry her"
/ He paused, and for time there was
silence. Shawn looked thoughtfully
into the fire; lay back in my easy chair
and carelessly watched the smoke which
curled from my cigar, and as I did so !
seemed to hear again the wildly
plalntiye voice of the girl as had heard
it before that night:
have called my love but he still sleeps on.
And his lips are as cold as clay;
and as the words of the song passed
through my mind, they seemed to tell nj
the sequel Of the story.
'sAnother case of disastrous true love-
l said, turning to Shawn, and when h,
looked puzzled, added, "He died, ane
she is mourning him?;'
"Yes, ye honor, he died, but if that wa!
all he did we would forgive him. Blu
a what broke the poor Oollecn's heart wa
that he should forget her when he got t.
a strange land, and married another Col
5 leen at the time he should have married
her. After that it was but right he shoult
q die
s'Did he write and tell her he was mar
: ried9"
"Did he write? devil the bit, nor to tel
e that he was dead neither. Here was tn
+ poor Colleen watching and waiting 70
him for two whole years, and wondering
!, what could keep him, but few month
ago Owen McGrath, boy who had gon
] away from the village long ago on &C
count of Norah refusing to marry him
. , came back again and told Norah tha
: Miles was dead, and asked her to MARI
> him. He had made lots of money an,
! was ready to take house and bit 9
land and to buy up cattle if she woul
:, say but the word to him.
"Well2''
"Well, yer honor, Norah first shook he
head and said that now Miles was dea
twas as we'll for her to die too. At thi
Owen spoke out and asked where was th
g use of grieying so, since for many month
before his death Miles had been marie
man! Well, when Owen said this Nora
never spoke single word, but her tect
set and her lips and face went white an
cold as clay, and ever since that day sh
has been so strange in her ways that som
think she's not right at all. On moor
light nights she creeps out of the hous
and walks by the sea singing them strang
old songs, then she looks out as if expec
\! ing him to come to her-and right {
wrong shell never look at another man
:. As Shawn finished the hall clock chin
- ed FIVE; the last spark faded from my ci
= gar; the turf fell low in the CRATE; 50
~ went to bed to think over the story alon
= = During the three days which followe
: this midnight adventure Storport ws
,e visited by deluge of rain, but on th
- fourth morning looked from my VIII
dow to find the earth basking in SUNNI,
sunshine. The sky was vault of throl
q bing blue, fecked here and there wit
= waves Of summer cloud, the stretches
&c sand grew golden in the sun rays, viii
: the saturated hills were bright as if fro
a the smiling of the sky. Thes sight reviv
: fed me, and soon as my breakfast W
g : over whistled up my dogs and strollt
:, out into the air.
:. How bright and beautiful everythil
~ looked after the heavy rainl The groul
le was spongy to the tread; the dew ST
IA lay heavily upon the heather and lol
4 grass; but the sun seemed to be suckil
o. up the moisture from the bog. Ever
20 body seemed to be out that day, al
n most people were busy. Old men dro
- heavy laden donkeys a.o1g the mud,
Of road, and by the roadside, close to whe
/ stood, the turf cutters were busy.
a I stood for awhile and watched the
en- at their work, and when turned to
er saw for the first time that had \
DIS been alone. Not many yards from l
W. stood figure watching the turf cutie
too.
id A young man dressed like a grotesq
,et figure for pantomime, with high boo