The Panola weekly star. (Sardis, Miss.) 1882-18??, 1882-09-30
LARRY VMOOREs WHISPER.

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LARRY VMOORE's WHISPER.
go way wild Sc, now. and don't be
nfhcr spakin' TO NO agin for anither
whole yearl' cried n Young girl with
blushcs Of mingled dinidcnec and
anger.
tWhat are 20 morr Than any ithcr
girl. that SO can niyer c spoke tpP An
who Is aithcr spakin' 10 SO, at all. Not
!, | can tell 70. II was 10 Whisper a
word In yer ear; It's that ! was afther
doln'," replied Larry O'Moo
Il wouldn't LET 20 DO that sogo away
now. We gruat big mon. Us ought TO
know better nor 10 be tatin' n poor girl
whose mother isn't dead q month and
maxim her cry! Ill tell me grand.
mither Nv ycl'
eOh. Don't. doon't; I'm aicared ov
herF' CRED the great. stalwart fellow,
Struggling his shoulders in atectation Of
alarm.
'sthin IN IN the school MASTER"
said the Young girl. wPing her eyes on
her apron.
''But I'm not one ov his b'ys. aud he
knows better o n put his hand on
me ! could : luaze him mp In me fit,
Lain and ALT criod OMoore. Coon
now, viii e let me Jus, Whisper a word
IN yer carp
"'pccd an | will not, an III till the
praasi that le iazc me, an git a pin.
nance on w"
"Auah. now, jist do t. He's me
find, an he'd tell We 20 listen TO me-
said Larry.
Thin | wouldn't had him. II he did.
Go home. noo. an be- aisyV'
~ ths time Monica had reached the
It'd little cottage Of her grandfather
who was the village cobblcr of Drog.
gcllan-and fed into the shop like 4
frightened hare.
But indignant rs she was at the young
weavcr's "tazln', )" she did not complain
of him 10 her grandfather. She said Ia
her heart 'llc's m honest lad. an
ha,in, no sister 10 taze. what ilsc cu
be do but tazc the shl est girl he car
iindPn
The winter was over, snd the daisiel
aud shlmrocss were pecping shove ih'
ground. Children, always the first I,
welcome summer. were scattered along
the roadside. and even among the cross
Is and hcah-stoncs in the church
yard, filling their aprons with the treas
ufcs.
Monica was among them They love,
her rnd followed her about whenever shl
would allow them b do 80 She. poo
child, was gathering aud Kissing the fee
Bile little flowers that were Just peepln!
from the sod over her mothers grave
The little onc stood reyerently by
One was suoking her hair and whisper
ing some little word Of comfort, whel
they were all startled by the appear
ance Of Larry 0Moorc. with hi arm
full OF garden flowers. lie had come
not knowing Monica was In the church
yard, to lay the flowers on her mother
grave
The children. with an innate delleac
which gwitly distressed NJ. Mica. hui
red away rs u their presence was n,
wanted. and Monica spr ny 10 her 70,
and turned 10 follow her little friends.
But Larry called after her; Am
kich nm evil inemy that We run from VI
miiher's grave 10 be rid ov mep"
mo, Larry, vera good friend. but.
but--rm afeard oy yc." cried Monies
"WM ye do me . favor. Monie9 An
thin III promise not 10 spake to We agaI
for n year. " W say So said the han
sumo Young fellow.
"ffs. think III do it--fory e brougl
the flower. TO the grave OF me mither,
said Monica, stopping IN her fight
"Will. thin be said. rising from n
mound where he had been scattering Il
flowers. 1T ls-that | list wants 10 VIII
per n word In yer car"
AZ this, Monica darted OF A. fast
she could run leaving Larry 10 fill Il
place Of mourner, as well as Of decor
tor, at the grave.
Larry folded his arms across his broI
chest, and looking after the fiyinR IN
form. said tohimsclf. "Shc's 4 sthran
cratur'. that II I'd ask her 10 wa
round n oy these graves. barefut a
aloonc forty times at midnight, she'd
II, In gratitude 10 mo dead mither I
what she'd did for her dead NTH,
An yet she'll not let mo near enou,
her TO say n word that the whole wai
mighin't hcarl Hut | can find Min
who wull open both Garland m,
mouths, too-to listen 10 the whu.r
oy a lad that can arm thirty shillins
week al his home and has aeottarr. A
garden. an o foinc old fayiher.
side. I know Use taxed her a da
Now III Let her alone inliely. | ",
an -sc hoo she likes thatf'
The winter had come again. Mon
fell The comforting effect Of time on
heart. But she still missed her moth
She bad very little company now.
grandmother wus always busy with
cottage work. or In looking after
fowls. And her grandfather pouns
hls lap-stcnc and hummcd old irish
al dsy.
When Monica had finished her h
q knitting. or sewing. she hardly In
Wv 70 auau>c herself. The cattace
pr n hookA and Of papers and ma
ms The hum u people q Ireland +,
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