The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1880-01-14

mas enough Talk Tor lO.
This very just observation was, like most
truths, so disagreeabIe that severe storm
would have followed had not Norah stepped
upto her father and whispered in his ear.
Il don't think the stable door is fastened"
Mrs Clary caught the sound and in no gentle
terms ordered her husband to attend to the
comforts of Black Nell.
"I'll go with father myself and see,' said
Norah.
"That's like my own child, Away careful"
observed the mother as the father and dsugh-
ter closed the door.
"Dear father began Norah, it isn't alto
gether about the stable wanted ye but
but the priest said something to you to-day
about Morris Donovan"
Yes, darling, and about yerself my
sweet Norry."
"Did We speak to mother about it2"
"No, darling, she's been so cross all day.
Sure go through dale for peace and quiet
ness If l was like other men, and got drunk
and wasted, it might be in rason: but.
| As to Morris, she was very fond of the boy
| till she found that liked him. and then, my
| jewel, she turned like sour milk all in a min
ute. I'm afraid even the priest III get nogood
| of her.
"Father, dear father" said Norah, "sup-
pose We were to say nothing about it, good or
bad and just pretend to take sudden dislike
to Morris, and let the priest speak to her
himself she'd come round"
"Out of opposition to me, eh2"
| eyes"
"And let her gain the day, then?-that
would be cowardly," replied the farmer,
drawing himself up. mo, 1 WON'T
Father, dear, you don't understand, said
the cunning lass; 'sure yer for Morris; and
1 \
father, you know what l mean" che con-
tinued, and luckily the twilight concealed her
| blushes-''if that took place, it's ysu that
would have your own way"
.'True for We, Norry, my girl, true for We;
| never thought of that befOrep and pleased
with the idea of "tricking" his wife, the old
man fairly capered for Joy. "But stay "a
while-stay, aisy asyl" he commenced;
show am l to manage? Sure the priest him
self will be here tomorrow morning early;
and he's out upon a station now, so there's
no speaking it'll him. He's no way quick
| either. Well be bothered entirely il he
comes in on a student"
Leave it to me, dear father; leave it all
to mel" exclaimed the animated girl. %Only
pluck up spirit. and whenever Morris
name is mentioned abuse him; but not with
all yer heart, father-only from the teeth
out.T
When they rentered the fresh-bOiled pois-
toes sent a warm, curling steam to the very
rafters of the lofty kitchen; they were poured
out into large wicker dish, and on the top
of the pile rested plate of cOrase, white
salt; nOggins of buttermilk were filled on
the dresser, and on small, round table IA
cloth was spread, and some delfplates await
ed the more delicate repast which the farmers
wife was herselfpreparing.
"What's for supper, mOther2" inquired
Norah. as she drew her wheel toward her,
and employed her fairy foot in whirling it
round.
'Plaguy snipeens," she replied, "bits o
bog chickens, that you've always such a
fancy for; Barney Leary kilt them himself"
$50 I did" said Barney grinning; land
that stick wild hook of Morris Donovan's
is the finest thing in the world for knocking
'em down."
"If Morris Donovan's stick touched them
they shan't come here" said the farmer,
striking the poor little table such a blow
with his clenched hand as made not only it,
but Mrs. Clary jump.
"And why so, pray?" asked the dame.
because nothing belonging to Morris, let
alone Morris HIMSELF shall come into this
house." replied Clary; she's not to my liking
anyhow and there's no good in his bothering
here after what he won't get"
Excellent" thought Norah.
"Lord save usl" calculated Mrs. Clary, as
she placed the grilled snipes on the table,
"wf as enc to tie m NJ" Without iced
ing his resolution she was proceeding to dis
tribute the savory "birdeens, when, to her
astonishment, her usually tame husband
threw the dish and its contents into the flames.
The good woman absolutely stood for
a moment aghast The calm, however.
was not of long duration. She
soon rallied and commenced hos
tilities: Chow dare you, We spalpeen, throw
away any of Gods mate after that fashion,
and / to the fore? What do you name, l
say2"
II name that nothing touched by Morris
Donovan shall come under this roof; and if
catch that girl of mine looking at the same
side O. the road he walks on, I'll tear the
eyes out of her head and send her to a num-
neryl"
"You will! And dare you to say that to my
face, to a child o. minel You will, will YET
Well see, my boyl III tell We what, if 1
like. Morris Donavan shall come into
this house, and, what's more, be master of
this house; and that's what you never had
the heart to be yet, We poor ould snaill"
So saying, Mrs. Clary endeavored to res
cue from the fire the Kissing remains of the
, burning snipes. Norah attempted to assist her
mother; but Clary, lifting her up, somewhat
after the fashion of an eagle raising golden
, wren, with its claws, fairly put her out of the
kitchen. This was the signal for fresh hos
Utilities. Mr.. Clary persisted in abusing not
only Morris, but Morris uncle, Father Dono-
van, until at last the farmers helpmate swore,
: ay, and roundly too, by cross and saint, that
, before the next sunset Norah Clary should
be Norah Donovan. l wish you could have
seen Norah's eye dancing with JOY and ex-
ultation, as it peeped through the latch-hole;
/ it sparkled more brightly than the richest
diamond in her monarch's crown, for it was
filled with hope and love.
t The next morning before the sun was
t fully up, he was throwing his early beams
o..or tho .rIou.incr chaak Of Nnrah Clarv. for