Smyrna times., 1879-02-05


thought. Goodnight, dear Morris, good.
night"
The lass sprang lightly over the fence
INTO her own garden, leaving her lover
perdu at the other side, without possessing
an idea of what her wise thought" might
be. When she entered the kitchen, mat
ters were going on as usual-her mother
bustling in style, and as cross "as a bag of
weasels."
"Jack Clary," said she, addressing her.
self to her husband, who sat quietly in the
chimney-corner smoking his duddeen, otis
well you've got a wife who knows what's
what! God help me! I've little good of a
husband, barring the name Are We sure
Black NelFs in the stable?" The husband
nodded. "rhe COW and the calf had they
fresh straw?" Another nod. bad cess
to ye, can't ye use yer tongue, and answer
civil question: continued the lady.
"My DEAR" he replied, "sure one like
you has enough talk for ten."
This very just observation was, like most
would have followed, had not Norah step.
ped up to her father and whispered in his
ear, ~ don't think the stable door is
fastened" Mrs. Clary caught the sound,
and in no gentle terms ordered her hus
band to attend to the comforts of Black
Nell.
"Ill 60 with father myself and see,"
said Norah.
"That's like my own child, always care.
full" abserved the mother, as the father
and daughter closed the door.
Dear father" began Norah, ait isn't
altogether about the stable wanted ye,
-but-the priest said something to you
to-day about-Morris Donovan"
Yes, darling, and about yerself, my
sweet Norry"
"Did ye speak to mother about it?'
No, darling, she's been SO cross all day.
Sure l go through a dale for peace and
quietness. If was like other men, and
got drunk and wasted, it might be in rason;
but. AS to Morris, she was very found
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and then, my jewel, she turned like soul
milk all in minute. I'm afraid even the
priest III get no good of her."
"Father, dear father said Norah, "sup
pose ye were to say nothing about it, gooC
or bad, and just pretend to take sudder
dislike to Morris, and let the priest speal
to her himself, she'd come round"
"Out of opposition to me, eh?"
eyes"
"And let her gain the day, then ?-tha
would be cowardly," replied the farmer
drawing himself up. "No, won't"
Father, dear, you don't understand,
? said the cunning lass; "sure ye'er fc
Morris; and when we are-that is, if
mean-suppose-father, you know what
t mean," she continued, and luckily the tw
t light concealed her blushes-"if that too
i place, it's you that would have yer ow
# way"
"True for ye, Norry, my girl, true e
l. ye; never thought of that peforel" an
a pleased with the idea of "tricking" h
a wife, the old man fairly capered for jo
IL " But stay while--stay, aisy, aisyv'
h commenced; show am TO manage! Su
n the priest himself will be here to-morro
morning early; and he's out upon static
Iy now, SO there's no speaking with him he
,e no way quick either; we'll be bothert
ar entirely if he comes in on a suddent."
le "Leave it to me, dear father-leave it
re to mew exclaimed the animated gil
ve "only pluck up spirit, and whenev
lg Morriss name is mentioned, abuse him
IT but not with all yer heart, father-on
We from the teeth out.'
y, When they re-entered, the fresh boil
* potatoes sent warm curling steam to t
Id very rafters of the lofty kitchen; they We
on poured out into a large wicker dish, and
ID. the top of the pile rested plate of coal
WIS white salt; noggins of buttermlk We
filled on the dresser; and on a small rou
h, table cloth was spread, and some
as plates awaited the more delicate rep
Ig; which the farmers wife was herself p
it pairing.
to What's for supper, mother?" inqui
Is Norah, as she drew her wheel toward b
lid and employed her fairy foot in whirling
nst round.
"Plaguy snipeens," she replied "bit!
he bog chickens, that you've always sue
for fancy for; Barney Leary kilt them h
ep. self"
,ay, $50 did," said Barney, grinning; I"
that stick wild hook, of Morris Donova
d r' is the finest thing in the world for knC
girl. ing em down."
ou: "If Morris Donovan's stick touc
it's them, they shan't come here" said
farmer, striking the poor little table SUI
e or blow with his clenched hand, as made
lave only it, but Mrs. Clary jump.
the "And why so, pray2" asked the dam
arer "Because nothing belonging to Nc
Do, let alone Morris himself, shall come
arts this house." replied Clary; "he's nc
yer my liking anyhow, and there's no goo
her his bothering here after what he v
loss get"
got. ExcellentF thought Norah.
10th. "Lord, save usr calculated Mrs. c
for as she placed the grilled snipes on
table, "what's come to the MANI" '
. re- out needing his resolution, she was
very ceeding to distribute the savory "birde