The morning star and Catholic messenger., 1879-01-26
True for you, ma'am."

| darting like q ravens. He is q very superio
man, Mrs Duffy. Well, yhow, when said
| You are welcome to the car he ups and says
I want it for to drive over to CuPparoe sta
tion.'
"'Is it to the train, Corporal p ssid 1.
"'Yes ma'sm, said he.
"'You are not going for to leave .us 2 ssii
my heart under his feet-1 mean my own feet
Mrs. Duffy.
"'oniy for q few days said he.
"Is The Ffrench going p said
"'He is, mA'am, said the Corporal AND
that is all / could get ont of him. Well, Mrs
Duffy, they left this last night for to catch the
he heard The Ffrench talking of Currsgh glset
| all the time-of the house aud the hall, and
the rooms, and the furniture in them, and the
stables. and all that-so 1 am afraid, Mrs
Duffy, that The Ffrepoh is going to sell the
old place, and if he does it will be black day
for Connemara."
Ffrenoh Arms that Currsghglass was sold, Ia,
the old house was to cover the old family nc
more. There was oopsternation on every face
in the ohapel-yard at Kilbride whom, after
last Mass, the grim and sorrowful tidfngs
came to be discussed.
"I cannot believe it. Father James," said
Mr.. Ffrenoh. who had driven over his niece
from Tollthagh ala fer the purpose of paying
heard Mass in Father James Blske's romanti-
cslly situated little chapel en- route.
81 'front.' believe it," observed the priest.
Barbara said nothing.
will you permit me to offer you seat in
my carriage, Father James I want to see
The Ffrenoh, as We call him, and to have a
little quiet chat with him"
Il will go over with pleasure. l would
have called on Tuesday, bat heard he had
Away y exclaimed Barbara, becoming very
pale.
ITO Dublin, my child. He took his fdus
Achates with him. Mrs. Finn's car rolled them
over To Cappsroe station, and their converse
ton. as reported by Mickey, the gossoon who
1rnv ah Z ha "a of fha
Then it must be trne," groaned Mr. French,
&C:
James.
On arriving at Curraghglass intense was
barred, every window bolted.
IN shove my card nnder the d9or," oh.
line on the back OF H." Aud he wrote fol.
lows: Dear French, welcome home. My
niece has told me something. Don't fail TO
come to me at once ali will be right"
Barbara was silent the entire way back to
What ails my singing bird :" asked Fether
james.
II detest to bs disappoin ted mean hate
lon < drives,n WAS Miss Ffrench's explanation.
Was it satisfactory
"The poor chap wants few hundred, Father
James-at least 30 Q tells BArbara-and be
not if he let's some English sno6 into the old
home-not half-penny, by George"
When the Corporal next made his appear
suce at tbs Ffrench Arms a more woebegone
specimen of military humanity it would be
&C arcely posi- Die to depictore. He strode into
the little parlor, and, rloodily seating himself
By the fire, commenced to smoke in silence
Mrs. Finn, who had waite to don clean cap
and apron, bnsted in shortly after, and ap-
peGred to bs overcome with surp1ise q his rn
sX pfated arrival.
Mercy ne is THIS you, Corporal ?"
"It's me, ma'um."
when did you get back 7"
This morning"
"Is The Ffcench at glass 7"
ale is"
Tell me-" in sort of confidential whisper,
's the news that ID going true, Corporal
Joyoa 7"
iWhat news. Mrs Finn 7"
"Thac-that thore TO be change in th
old house."
The Corporal sighed deeply as he exclaimed,
TOO true, ma'am."
Mrs. FINN applied her apron to her eyes, and
after a oopious fit of Weeping, during which
the Corporal grImly smoked. and rocking her.
self backwards and forwards. she asked be-
tween sobs:
Can nothing be done at all. at all T.
The Corporal shook his head,
"UiIrd ,rirrd the old family gone that as
there since the Flood. Aud sure, although
and We had Curraghgiass to take pride out of;
but now" And again tho tender-h hearted
landlady iudCl Sed in prolonged fit of wall
ing.
"Wno's got it 2, she huskily demanded from
behind the corner of her apron.
"An Iudiau friend of the masters"
what is his name ~
"Arraga! who cares about his name p re-
torted toe Corporal.
True enough, then. Will he soon take pos
session, Mr.. JOY cei" asked the widow, hop,ng
for long. day,
Before Christmas ma'an."
"Ooh, murder but this is cruel hard news
that you are telling me- Corporal"
Hard enough, Mrs. FINN"
"An'-an'-sn'-wh-wh what's to bs-be-
come of ofye-ye-you, Mr.. Joyce"
The Corporal cast longing, wstful, yearn-
ing glance at her as he replied
There's no telling, ma'am."
The widow started to her feet, held her
apron up to her eyes, and, without trusting
herself to another word, rushed out of the
apartment
"a decent, tidy, respectable, feeling little
woman" nattered the Corporal, "and would
make splendid wife for some young fellow
or Other"
TIE new proprietor of Curragb glass lost
time in setting to work to light up the old
mansior. small army of carpenters, paint
ers, and masoGs came down from Dublin, being
: hn Of tla in