New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1881-09-18

hand.
For example, the item of revaluation. Lawder
knew nothing of this project of Lord Galteemores.
heard private conversation and had faithfully
written home every word of il to his people in
cue eown, In the same way 1t was that Lady
the tcnantry, Agitators ought to be hanged sed-
tIous speaking did all the mischief Her lady
snip sentiments regarding the bonnets and dresses
OF her tenantry were we'll known to Galteetown
and Its environs But all these evils, rebellion, and
aping the fashions, had come from teaching the
common people to read and write. When Mrs
Roche heard for the first time this sumptuary law laid
lily Oy her LANDLORDS wife, she laughed scorn,
right to wear what they liked. She never
bonnet save on Sundays, but she determined that
her daughters should wear them daily when they
came home from school. And she administered
tremendous logging to her eldest boy for michlng'
from school.
The daughters of tho other tenants merely re-
marked that in America everyone dressed alike,
and thought in their own minds that her ladyship
must be behind the tiipe. Their own servants, for
as matter of course they had servants, gave the
prGS6eens. In America, that land of PROMISE there
was neither ma'an nor miss. and caps and aprons
were never asked for Probably this fact was to
them quite as great attractive force thitherward
as the prepaid passage and promised high wages.
-, The papers are ready. announced the secretary.
lie swept as he spoke pile of cHt and folded papers
INTO hat each paper had a number written upon it.
Alter every man had taken one. Roche was de-
moment announced that he had drawn the fat al lot
with the red cross to II, number siXty-two. 1t
CLIFFORD rested his elbow his knee
and covered his face with his hand. A great sigh
OF relief seemed to agtate the air, and after that
yawning became general.
, He'll be here on Monday or Tuesday, said
Roche standing up. Now boys. this day week if
We don't get word to the contrary, and therell be
news for you. Go home now, boys, and 90 bless
ye.'
There was hint in this valediction which the
stretched his legs. Give me another bottle of
ginger-beer,' he said TO the landlord. Jenny
Hynes,' this to the man whom they suspected of
art for ma min To md
be with you down the hill. Larry and O'Hea, hold
on for us this meant really come along with us
george and Mick, wait for the rest of u.s.
The ruse succeeded The suspected parties went
orr nhw9 9E under strong escort Cassidy
that had a hooking echo IN it:
Though sweet are our friendships
Our hopes our affections
Revenge on atyrant Is sweeter than all"
1Ay,' growled Fenton, bring the patrol on us do,
=, Brnfi held the door open, and watched them down
the mn The echo OF the yoice died away ia the
distance. and the heavy feet of the weary men
made but little sound in the dust
Now, said Common, when the door once more
shut shut that's done Charley Therell be no meeting
-, There's he packet of cartridges, Clifford. said
the secretary hurrledly. Let me, run after, the
Tor the gun, too. I'm oil now, boys Goodnight TO
He handed over parcel of cartridges and gun
case of dark oiled feather; aud then took to his
heels and ran as fast as he could after the who
had gone out
Charley. said Bruff, this night week the con-
LESSONS for men viii be heard at Gortscreen
chapel. lawder comes out TO smoke every night
AFTER his dinner IN the garden at the back. You
know the ditch that runs between the end of the
garden aid the poat0-ield, ELI right in the middle
OF It Is a good open up to the hall door. Every
night regular he comes out with his clgar-Judy. my
cousin, Is at service there-and he does il
later than quarter - seven. Well if You can
make your dart 70 the river, you know the ford
there, where yettiu' cells in the autumn
Long Meadow veil net st yo fGT 9GI OF nne
we get over aud therell be twenty of ms 10 saw We
war at your duty. What need you care you'll
Az said Roche i know the sunk fence at the
foot of the garden has good cover to it, and
green's between you and the windows. It's seven
miles of run to the chapel Charley aud mind
win significant look at a bottle standing near,
there'll be a man waitin' for you there with some
Ting to help to carry you mp the hill
Clifford. grasping the gun in both his hands. lis
tened to them In silence; he taking in every
word with grim attention. The lamps had gone
ont, and one dip candle barely made the darkness
idtid; Roche was half tipsy, and vas filling HIM
self out whiskey from bottle.
Don't be seen wild that gun, said Roche sud
denly, nodding at il.
What Will l do with it 2 burst out Clifford
angrily.
Leave it here with me- said Brua, case and all;
you may keep the cartridges. III hide il in the
dry ditch against you want IT.
trustfully, loosIng his grasp of the gun.
No fears returned Brua He mounted
into the thatch behind rafter. Now he saId,
apostr9ghising the weapon, lie there till you're
wanted"
A little before five in the afternoon of the day
chosen-to vii, the Friday following the meeting at
the cross roads Invertebrates Clifford dressed in
dark brown tweed suit walked leisurely down the
high road which bordered the farm attached TO Car
ma House, as LawdeTs residence was called.
On reaching clump of lines and chestnuts which
marked gap by the road. he left the footpath and
crossed ere, couple of meadowsItakng care 70 keep in
walking brought him to the boundery ditch
of the potato field. He looked over eau
tiously, to see If any one from the house might
be there. The potatoes were ripe, and the digging
was to be begun Monday Clifford unCop-
sciously repeated to himself that piece of intel-
gence, which had been made known TO him by an
morning. Lawder had offered her picking at eight
pence day. Clifford repeated the old woman's
words as he looked over at the field. IL was a large
held and splendid crop the red head of a Dopnv
showed here and there in the blue-gray mass brown
aud scarlet butterflies huttered over it, and the
crows were busy in the ridges Keeping well behind
bush OF alder he could see the yellow front of the
house. IL was big old ivy-grown house. square
fronted and plastcred yellow, with innumerable
square-topped windows, staring like ewes set IN a
wall, Whenever the ivy allowed them to be seen.
In white plaster. Huge Overgrown Portugal laurels
grew at the sides of the house and hid the ont
Offices. stable-door, half of which was open
showed among these. graVelled drive ran aronnd
the house ana formed sweep before the porch,
which was oyerhung by a uXuriant if uutldy
growth of yellow roses and jessamine. The garden
stretched down in terraces TO the edge of the potato
field Some former owner had planned it in the
Italian style. The stone baustrade that had marked
the steps was broken, and had tumbled Oft COM
pleely side taking with II in its fan the In
tie climbing that had overgrown it. One of Ibe
two Expresses that stood at the top of the terrace
dead the shriveled brown of the withered tree
contrasting oddly with the glossy dark green of its
companion.
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