The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1879-01-23

/ on the wind; his poor, thin face was loike
some white, blightcd flower: his great
sad. blue eyes were full ay tears. The
people paused to LUX at him in wondher,
/ an TO put their shinin' coins into his
| trimblin', timid hand.
cali av a suddint an Elegant carriage
| druv up TO the curb, an beautiful young
Teddy, wild eyes brighter nor her jcwils,
an lips reddcr nor the rose, laned forward
upon the cushions av silk, an beckoned
poor Patsey to her side.
ovid that Mickey Reilligan, himsilf
loungin' around a neighborin' corner,
came immajuntly to the fore, wild his
smooth tongue, his satt, desateful ways,
an simple Patsey stood by, spakin' scarce
" a worrud at all, but gain up into the
lcddy's lovely face Nid worship, as if it
had been the face av saint.
well, the sthrangeness ay the matther
all cut was, that the beautiful young led
| dv. Miss Adele Gordon be name, bein' a
rich mans only daughther, an full av odd
whims an fancies as field is wild It's flow
ers in summer, wanted to hire Mick Reil
ligan's son to go live awhile in her fathers
| illigant mansion, an to intertain her fOine
quests wild tie music av his ould violin,
an wild what she was PLACED to call the
quaint. quare, heart-touchin' songs av his
native land.
"'IIiven knows It's hard to part wild the
poor gOssOOn, an he all L have this side
the say, yer leddyship,' sez Mick, castin'
down his eyes to hide the glame av an
avil thought phat was lighted in thin jist
thin; but if yer leddyship will lave me
lux at him list a few minutes aich day in
yer leddyship's kitchen, I'll consint for
his sake, that niycr got his far share av
comforts in life, though shure, Teddy dear
I'm the heart-scalded crathur, intirely,
wild bein' obliged to say this same.'
''Troth, an it was great change all
out phat came over the loife av simple
Pat afther that blissid day. He was
lodged in the middle av luxury, an feast
ed wid dainties fit for a king, an almost
ivery night Miss Adele wuld have him
down in her big dhrawln' rooms, where
the grand company were amused wild his
songs, an his music an his ways; but
through all the lad cared for nothing but
Miss Adele's shmile, an the sight ay her
bonny, beautiful face, that was in his
lhrames an in his heart continually.
"Shure the humble, foolish lad loved
this gracious Teddy, an worshiped her as
if she were saint, an only for the Dris-
ence av Mick comm to see him livery day
an bit av longin' plat he couldn't
quite Git over for the ould land av his
birth, the crathur wuld have been as hap
DIV in his new loife as a king on his
throne.
''Mick Reilligan wint to see his son iv-
cry day. an he was always akin such
dale av sthrange, pryin' questions, tnat
the lad at last, dull rs his wits were, be-
Gan to have a dim thought that the father
had in moind some wicked purpose, phat
mint no good to thin undher whose root
poor Pat had found a shelther an a
home.
"Musha. me dear, but the lad was right
intirely thin. For wan warrum night.
risin' up from his bed to go below atther
sup av cowld ice-wather to quench the
truth off him, he saw, in passin', be the
light av his little lamp, the dure av Miss
Ade!e's chamber shtandin' quite wide ajar,
an inside two min with a dark lanthern
bechunc thin, an wild ugly, black masks
upon their faces, takin' her leddyship's
beautiful Jewels from out the purity cases
az Whit, an putin thin into bits av
leather bags phat they hid in their hands
Quicker than wan could spake or
think at all, the brave lad was widin the
room, an fightin' loike a young tiger for
the gems he'd seen that same night spark
lin on the mistlress' fair, white arms and
| bosom.
"Shure an God knows it all moisht
have indcd different wild the boy from
what it did, only that Miss Adele harsilt
awoke at noise av the scufile, an tealin
| the rose-s;lk curtains av her couch asund
her, opened her lips to cry out wild fear
av PLAT she heard an saw.
"Smother that gals poiper, quick, or
| It's lost min we are intirely, Jimmy,
| avourneen' sez wan av the thieves to his
comrade, an Patsey Reilligan knew the
voice phat shpoke belonged to his father,
Mick.
''Swifter nor a wild hawk shwOops to
| It's prev. wild the courage av a lion in his
| Young heart, with the scemln st1ngth az
| twenty min in his puny body, poor Patsey
sazed heavy chair, an wild it laid thj
burIv jim shtone shtill an sinseless OF
the flure
"Murther iverlastin'n cried Mick
aloud, KNOWN, now his detection wa:
shure. its the tracherous Malone BLOOD
in We PLAT shall flow for this, young sar
pint.' an raisin' keen, glittherin' knife
aloft, he plunged it widout pity into the
faithful brist av his son.
"Wurrah. wurrah Deelish. but that wa
the terrible scene PLAT followed-servant
crowdin' in at the dure wild scared, wond
hern' faces: the .nasther rushin' in fright
cned haste from his distant chamber
Miss Adele tainted dead away upon hel
couch loike the dhrifted shnow; the stun
ned an black masked robber stretched
sinselesS yet where poor Patsey had felleC
him, an the brave, brave lad himSilf, lyin
in a pool av his own red loife's blood, an
lukin' up into his baste av fathers face
wild the mournful, dyin' eyes av swate
Mary Malone.
.Afther bit, the officers av the Law
came, an Mick Reilligan was taken wid
his comra6e away to mate the doom phat
had hung over him since that night whin
his cruel hands had kindied the death,
fires on County Wexford coast, an three
score brave sowls had gone down TO g
wathery grave in the darkness aY nigh
an the storrum,
''The last blisscd rites an services az
the Howly Church had been administered
an upon d bed ay softest down poor Pat
sey Reilhgan lay at break av morn, vic
his blue eyes closed, an his thin hand:
folded, an lukin' loike little child il
PEACEFUL shlumber. Presently he reused ;
bit, an axed av thim arounst him if i
was yet day. an when they tould him yes,
he axed thin wuld they dhraw the cur
tains, plaze, an lave him see the light
"'Brave, noble Patsay,' murmured Mis-
Adele. fallin' on her two knees beside
him. He turned his fadin' eyes upon he
an slmiled.
"'Wuld yoz kiss me iist warct
mavourneen9 he axed her faintly-onl.
J the wanct, srilish-machree? Shure i