The Worthington advance., 1882-01-26
Faith, the one agi1 whom I am evllest
10 far away-bey ont my power, yer river

| TIC sea anu give AeuOy 0n0 tQt860lo d
would feel better" %I'll take yer advice
hooly fayther, aud hunt him on the othe
side o. the s'a.
And at once the gossip about Mick's Low
spirits Was turned into new channel. /
was now said that he was conscience strucl
about the curses he Rad prayed down or
Teddy Looney, and was going to Americs
to ask his pardon as q penance. Whel
asked by an old friend il he had really for.
given Teddy, no replied,-
Yes, have I. till gets within arms reach
O. him: and then he'll find out what Mich
Tandy's revenge is-will he!"
So Mick left his forge, his anvil and his
leather apron, and set sail, to the great grief
OF the many who had always found a frient
in the hot-headed, warm. hearted fellow.
The street lights burned dimly in q diogy
part OF tho city Of Lowell, when stalwari
fellow. with strong Irish brogue on hi
tongue, stepped into a grocery and asked
| would you be tellin' me, sir, where lives
rich gntleman In these parts by the name
! of LooneyP"
Il donot know Of any gentleman in the oity
! Of that name, was the reply.
parts?"
No; except family up Dash Lane, in
one OF the factory tenements."
Then Mick, thinking these poor people
might direct him to their rich namesake.
followed the grocer's direction, and soon
found himself mounting . ricketty stair
way, every hoard Of which creaked beneath
his ponderous tread.
he tapped at the door to which he had
been directed, and in o moment it was
opened and he saw dimly by the light of q
poor Tampa woman with one child in he,
arms. Everything in the room was yery
poor but very clean.
rs this Misthress Looney?" he asked.
softly. ~ '
I'm new come from COLONY, Irelan |.
mistress, and am s'arching for old friends
by your name. They're people in fine cir
cumstancos. and thought 70 might direct
mo to en-"
The woman caught her breath, for tue
voice was familiar. and she rose up and laid
her child down and stood at the door
while her visitor stood in the dark entry.
"Ooh, dear Coloeny!" she easped. "I'm
from that same myself; but / never heard
OF another one in this place. blessed enough
to be born there-dear, dear Coloony!"
The wife's name, afore she married,
was Kathleen Byrne, and she married q
liable sort o young man, and some say they
got rich here. If heerd right, he had y
foctory o his own in this place."
Here the pale woman gave groan, and
threw her apron over her head.
What ails ye, poor sowl?" cried Mick,
thrusting his hand into his pocket for his
purse to relieve her suffering.
The light, which was behind the woman.
had shone on Mick's face, and Kathleen
knew him md thought he had come to per-
secute her in her distress.
What ails We, woman. that ye howl and
vail this way?" lie asked.
Och, Mick, 50 never knew this pale,
overworked cr'atur for Kathleen"
"Nlver! What has befell ye?" he aske i,
stepping into the room ani taking her two
thin hands kindly in his own, and adding,
Where is Teddy?"
| Hes in his grave this last six moaths,
thank ye," was the meek reply.
| "And who sees after ye anu the childer7'
Tor ne now saw another child asleep in the
| room.
Not = one! I washes and scrubs-but
Mick, I'm that sick and heavy, Id be
| glad to 80 back and lie down in the dear
! Old churchyard ut Coloony and rest!"
| There's rest this side O the eraye:'
cried Mick. "Yo needn't 20 there for it,
dear heart"
! And Mick stopped down and took up G
chubby, sleeping boy Of foar years, re-
marking, not very delicately, az he stroked
back his golden curls, There's no look OF
the fayther in him. thank heaven"
! Kathleen was too much overwhelmed to
notice this remark; and when she removed
ner apron from her eyes little Teddy was
laughing and playing with the iron chain
that guarded the blacksmiths silver
watch.
In another hour the whole party, Kath-
!ecn carrying tho youn ger boy and Mick
leading small Teddy, were gazing into the
ore-"ndoWs. respondent with gay colors
and jets OF gas. They were on a shopping
excursion, and Went home laden with gro
ceries, dry goods, and new shoes all round
besides oranges and candy.
Before Mick left his old friend he told
her she should never want ~whilo his two
fists were spared him-if--if she would
only take him now in the end, and let him
be fayther to poor dear Ted's little
buys"
shame on ye, Mick, to be savin' the
likes that. and Teedy only six months in
his gravel" sobbed Kathleen.
But yell not say 'niver, as We on ce said
in tho vale of Coloony?" asked Mick.
No, Mick, Iii not say that, but III ask
respectable time to mourn in; and name.
time III work hali to fade nv darlin
boys!"
If can 10 twice the work O. any black
smith IN this county, ye made not break
yer heart DER any body's washtnb!" and with
lavish pride Mick threw handful of gold
coin at her feet.
Il wouldn't touch it." cried Kathleen
while can work. took the shoes and
eatables from sheer want!"
Och, we'll, I'll sarch out yer priest and
give 1t to him for ye! It'll be holy If il
come through his hands," said Mick.
mourn it out, Kathlie?"
Maybe year, Nick" was the innocent
"Ceuldn't ye get through sooner thar
"1'u try" replied the modest creatnr.
"an1 sec what his reverence Gays about it
But I'll only take ye on two conditions
Mick-that ye mend yer timper, and thu
ye put up headstone to poor dear Teddy
gravel"
I'll do that last-half. dozen Of ERA if =,
say so-and do it with hearty good wull
Och Kathlie, I've grown wonderful hcol,
since I've touched foot to American shores
cam, here rs fierce as lion to be revepp
sd on Ted, and here's me to-day, 90 hool,
that I've forgiven him intirely, and am sup
portin' his family tor him, and putin up .
headstone to his gravel"
Mick found profitable work in anothe
city. aud Kathleen was we'll looked after b,
the priest, who had little fund to draw OF
for her wants. When the "mournin'- yea
was out" Mick. who had conquered hi,
spirit in a good degree, moved his famij,
ina style that showed real prosperity
perity. to bis new home, and pnt on "fuf
V.dollar headstone to Teddy's grave" O,
which was this inscriptions:
'SACRED TO THE MEMORY
EDWARD LooNEy, AGED 80 YEARS.
BORN
COLONY, IRELAND.
| ERECTED BY
| HIS LOVING AND GRATEFUL YRIcND
MICHAEL TANDY.
And thus ended Mick's revenge. Low
Tor his old friend and her little ones ha
softenedhis heart towards the whole world