The Sentinel. [volume] (Trenton, N.J.) 1880-1882, 1882-02-18

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manifest than before.
At two o'clock, however, something
happened.
The widow appeared at the door,
and requested to speak to Mr.. O'Daly.
Mr.. O'Daly went out to her at once.
He shut the door, and looked at her.
"Well, woman," he said, what is
it ye're after? Do We want more
money or yer pound of flesh ~
Mrs. Mclaughlin had never read
Shakespeare.
II niver axed no one for mate, or
anything but me just jews" she said,
'but If We want to catch Mr.. What's
his-name in my trees, now's your
time. He's at the green apples"
Hes locked fast, woman" said
poor ODaly.
But he followed her, and there, in
the tree, he saw the blue jacket and
brass buttons, the white collar and the
yellow curly head of hair that be-
longed to Robin Redburn.
Scarcely believing his eyes, he lifted
his voice and called aloud "Red-
burn ?'
Yes, sir" said the boy from the
tree.
Come down this minute" said
O'Daly. The boy obeyed.
"Ill fog We, We rascal" said Mr..
O'Daly.
Then my father will fog you," re-
piled Master Redburn.
"Oh, the impudence of tie cray
ther!" cried O'Daly Selling the BOY
by the collar and pushing him before
him. "I'll fog Se well; but first
there'll be a confession before your
mates,' and into the schoolroom he
pushed Master Redburn, awakening
a tumult in the chool, for a boy who
could escape through window of
that size set about with spikes was a
wonderful fellow indeed, and every
eye had been upon the door.
Master Redburn, perfectly COM
posed, stood before the desk, Mr..
O'Daly, actually almost afraid of him,
hol ling his collar. Now spake the
TRUTH" he said. "Were you up the
plum tree in the widdy's garden yes
terdsy ~
Yes, L was" replied Redburn.
"Did you ate the plums ?"
Every one OF Them" said Redburn;
II can pay for them, I've plenty of
pocket money. Here, how much is
lt?' and he plunged his hands into
his pockets.
THAT'S not the question now,
though it's forty half-pence," said
Mr.. O'Daly. "Tell us how We got out
of SCHOOL,"
''By the door"
did Spratt let you out?n
Il don't know VINO Spratt is" said
Redburn. "School was out. It was
two o'clock"
School is never out until three,''
sail Mr.. O'Daly.
You'd better ask Mr. McGregor,"
replied Redburn.
why should | get counsel of Nc
ttregor," almost shrieked Mr.. ODaly,
"a bit OF Waterman, about me own
school Robin Redburn, the impu-
dence OF We and the badness in We
passes me understanding ,
my name isn't Robin; it's Rich.
ard" replied the boy.
"God forgive vel" gasped Old .lv.
"Mr. O'Daly," said Spratt, "if 1
may be allowed to speak, that isn't
Redburn at all"
'It's satin in his image then" said
Mr.. O'Daly."
MAY l have the key?" asked
Spratt.
Whats the good of kays when
lads can get out by kay holes? VS."
said O'Daly.
But Spratt took the key, unlocked
the door, and from the classroom
walked Robin Redburn.
The school uttered universal howl.
and some of the most saoarstitious
fed without their hats, but Spratt
grasped the situation at once.
"Twin brothers, Mr.. O'Daly,p he
said. 'I've heard Redburn say he
had one at Mr.. McGregor's, whose
scholars go home at noon, you
know"
"I'll fog We for not telling me be-
fore,'' said Mr.. O'Ddy, but he thought
better of it.
Robin and Richard were, as every
body knew, the most identical OF twin
brothers. Before they moved to Cork,
everybody in their town had known
of them, and been rather proud of
them as curiosities in the twin line.
They look more like their father
than he does himself, and there's no
knowing them apart" the nurse maid
had declared when they were three
years old.
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