The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1881-05-31

as when woman wants to give man
q chance she Is sure to find him way.
AT any rate Jack meeting the Major
one day said:
"Gay, me hoy, whoy don't ye come
up an have a shoy at her p'
The Majors name was Geoghaghan,
and "Gay" was the friendly contraction.
"Well, we see" said the Major dubi-
ously, "your 'other's not too found of
me.'
go, don't mind her ledyship," said
Jack "oi'll pull ye through ut"
"I'm not liked, Jack" the Major
answered sadly; land it's not of any
use to go. l would be coldly treated"
Well, look here, Major" cried Jack
with look of triumph; "if oi give ye
welcome from the governor an the ould
ledy, will we Gomez"
I" Faith" said the Major with doubt
full smile, 81 will"
"Roightl" shrieked the young gentle
man, and threw pair of skates into the
Majors dogcart. He was in after them
at bound " DROVE to the Black Root
Pool, Gay" he said.
The Major shook the reins and away
they went.
"What is it, all ?" asked the Major.
4" Pull up at Murphy's shebeen," said
Jack, and returned no other answer.
But there was world of hidden mean
ing in the wink with which this order
was accompanied.
The shebeen arrived at, Jack leaped
dow, and staggered in with " Save all
here ~
cts yew for breakun' the boys
hearts, Mrs. Morphy," said Jack. "NIe
own is sore with you.'
The plump and pretty Mrs. Murphy
laughed.
"Sixteen takes foine leps these times"
says she in allusion to Jacks age.
Jack beckoned her on one side, and
spoke to her for a moment in a serious
whisper,
Shamus," said she with twinkle
in her eye, "be fetching the clothes
line"
Shamus, like well.trained husband,
obeyed.
:" Ye won't tell, 4" said Jack.
mot synnable, be thin five cras-
ses, said Mrs. Murphy.
Jack, handing up bottle of whiskey
and clothes-line to the Major, re-
assembled into the dog-cart, nodded in
friendly fashion to Shamus and his wife,
and requested his companion to drive
on. The mystified Major obeyed. In the
the course of a miles drive they came
upon the Black Root Pool, and Jack
began to screw on his skates.
"The ice is not safe here" said the
Major.
Maybe know that" Jack replied.
Don't be fooling with me, jack"
said poor Geoghaghan, who was scarcely
ever known to be angry with anybody.
"The crookedest road is sometimes
the straightest," responded Jack senten-
tiously. By this time his skates were
firmly bound. "She'll stand, won't
she ?" said Jack, with a sideway nod at
the mare.
"Like stone," said the Major.
"Then," said Jack, taking off his
overcoat, and cumbrously descending
from the dog-cart, "follow me, an fetch
the clothes-line with YOU"
The first faint idea of Jacks plot
dawned upon the Majors mind.
&C Won III ha oo fobino, aoII 10 oo;l
"The overcoatll be dry" said Jack;
"an' there's whiskey in the bottle, an,
it's only half mile home"
'That's true, too" said the Major,
descending with alacrity.
Master Jack, having secured one end
of the clothes-line about his chest, gave
the other into the Majors hands, and
went upon the ice. 1t cracked beneath
him, and before he had gone twenty
yards 1t give way with crash and
splash. The Major hauled, and Jack
came in splitting the thin ice before
him, and putting and blowing like
grampus. He seized his rescuer's hand
and scrambled to the bank.
"In ye go" he shouted. "Don't
keep me here to catch me death -
" WhatY" cried the Major.
" Now, how do ye think ye could
save me loife from drowning without
wet thread on yeS' inquired the young
ster.
The Major grasped the situation, but
stood awhile regarding Jack ruefully.