Connecticut western news., 1882-02-01
"Yes, yer honor," replied the woman,

friends by your name. They're people in fine circumstances, and I thought ye might direct me to 'em." The woman caught her breath. for the 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.
 "Och, dear Coloony!" she gasped 'I'm from that same, myself; but l 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 fable sort O young man, and some say they got rich here. If heerd right, he had a factory O his own in this place"
 Here the pale woman gave 8 groan and threw her apron over her head.
 "What ails ye. poor sowl ?" cried Mick. thrustlng his hand into his pocket for his purse to relieve her suffering. The light, which was behind the wo- man, had shone on Mick's face, and Kathleen knew him and thought he had come to persecute her ;n her distress.
 ''What ails ye, woman, that ye howl and vail this way.?" he asked.
 "Och, Mick, ye never knew this pale, overworked cr'atur' for Kathleenp
 sNiver What has befell ye?" he asked, stepping into the room and talk ing her two thin hands kindly in his own, and adding, "Where is Teddy?"
 "He's in his grave thislast six months, I thank ye," was the meek reply.
 ''And who sees after ye and the chil- der ?" for he now saw another child asleep in the room.
 "Not onel I washes and scrubs but, O Mick, I'm that sick and heavy, I'd be glad to go back and lie down in the dear old churchyard at Colony and rest!"
 "There's rest this side O the grave ]" cried Mick. "Ye needn't go there for it, dear heart"
 And Mick stopped down and took up chubby sleeping boy of four years, remarking, not very delicately, as he stroked back his golden curls, " There's no look of the fayther in him, thank Heavenp
 Kathleen was too much overwhelmed to notice this remark and when she re- moved her apron from her eyes little Teddy was laughing and playing with the iron chain that guarded the black smiths silver watch. In another hour the whole party, Kathleen carrying the younger boy and Mick leading small Teddy, were gazing into the store-windows, resplendent with gay colors and jets of gas. They were on shopping excursion, and went home laden with groceries, dry goods, and new shoes all round, besides oranges and candy.
 Before Mick left his old friend he told her she should never want "while his two fists was spared him-if-f-she would only take him now in the end, and let him be a fayther to poor, dear Ted's little boys"
 "Shame on ye, Mick, to be sayin' the likes O that, and Teddy only six months i'll his grave ]" sobbed Kathleen.
 "But yell not say 'niver, as ye once said in the vale of Coloony?' asked Mick.
 "No, Mick, I'll not say that, but I'll ask respectable time to mourn in and mauetime I'll work hard to fade my darlin' boys P
 eff I can do twice tho work O any blacksmith in this country, ye made not break yer heart OCT anybody's wash tub P and with lavish pride Mick threw handful of gold coin at her feet.
 "I wouldn't touch it," cried Kathleen, "while can work. I took the shoes and eatables from sheer want !!
 "Och, we'll, I'll sarch out yer priest and give it to him for ye! It'll be holy if it come through his hands," said Mick, smiling, "How long will it take ye to mourn it out, Kathlie ?"
 "Maybe year, Mick" was the inno- cent reply.
 "Couldn't ye get through sooner than that?"
 ''I'll try" replied the modest crea- ture, ''and see what his riverence says about it. But I'll only take ye on two conditions, Mick-that ye mend yer timper, and that ye put up headstone to poor, dear Teddy's gravel"
 'I'll do that last-half dozen of 'em if ye say so--and do it with hearty good wull. Och, Kathlie, I've grown wonderful hooly since touched foot to American shores. I cam here as fierce as a lion to be revinged on Ted, and here's me, to-day, so hooly that I've forgiven hlm intirely, and am supportih his family and putin up headstone to his grave P
 Mick found profitable work in an. other city, and Kathleen was vel looked after by the priest, who had { little fund to draw on for her wants When the ''mournin'- year was out, Mick, who had conquered his spirit in { degree, moved his family, in style that showed real prosperity, to his new home, and put "fufty- dollar headstont to Teddy's grave" on which was thil inscription:
 ''Sacred to the Memory
 of
 Edward Looney, Aged 30 Years,
 Born in
 Colony, Ireland.
 Erected by His loving and grateful friend Michael Handy"