Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1882-12-31
A BRAVE IRISH BOY.
A Story OF Kentucky.


"Where viii I sleep tonight"
thought Pat Roach, for thatwas his name.
Last night I slept on the ground, and
it's stiff was this morning."
At this moment his eyes fell upon q
large and imposing mansion, on little
eminence to the right.
Maybe they'll let me sleep in the
barn, F." he thought. "Anyhow, I'll give
them the chance"
He turned into the front gate and
walked up to the front door and Knocked,
for there was no bell.
The door was opened by a colored
woman.
"Well, child, what do you want ?" she
asked, not unkindly.
"Can you let me sleep in the barn %
asked Pat.
"What does the boy want, Chloe 2"
asked a young Lady, who had just entered
the broad hall.
"He wants to sleep in the barn, Miss
Jennie"
The young lady came forward and
looked pleasantly ut the boy.
>"What Is your name?" she asked.
"Pat Roach, Miss
where lire you gong
"To seek my fortune, Miss.
"Haven't you home?"
eyes, Miss, but there's more of US
than father can keep, and I'm the Oldest.
So I'm going out for myself"
"Where did you sleep last night?"
son the ground"
"That was pity. You didn't enjoy
it, did your"
SHOT much, answered Pat, Struggling
his shoulders. but it was cheaper"
81 suppose you haven't much mon
ey?" said the young lady, smiling.
'Not cent, Miss"
"Have You had any supper ?"
eyes, Miss, I've had a cracker"
"You must still be hungry?"
"Try me and see" said Pat, drolly.
81 will, said the young lady, smil-
ing. "Chloe, take this boy into the
kitchen and give him a good supper"
"And may [ sleep in the barn after
ward, Miss?'
"No, but you may sleep in the house.
Clloe, let him occupy the little back
room Oh the second floor"
"Thanl you, Miss" said Pat, grace
fully. sit will be a fine thing to sleep
Ii q real BED again.
Chloe was well disposed to second the
benevolent intentions of her young mis-
tress. She gave Pat the best meal he
had eaten for months, and drew out the
boys story, which Pat was quite ready
to tell. In return she told the boy that
the estate was owned by Mrs. Stanton
and her daughter, vino were left wealthy
by the late Mr.. Stanton, who had died
during the last year. Beside herself
there was man-servant, but he was
lying sick with fever.
You'd better hire me-" suggested
Pat, "wiile he's sick"
''You can't do a mans work, chile.
;'Iry me and see," said Pat. "I can
ate mans supper, anyhow"
you're right there, honey" said
Chloe, showing her teeth.
A little after s o'clock, Pat, being
fatigued with his long tramp, went to
bed and was soon fast asleep. Mrs.
Stanton and her daughter sat in a room
on the second floor, one working and
the other reading aloud, when the
daughter approaching tie window de
serted to her alarm a company of men,
ten in number, approaching the house.
At this time it was not uncommon fol-
small rowing bands, passing themselves
off as Confederate soldiers, but really
only robbers, intent upon plumber, to
scour the country, forcing their entrance
into lonely houses, and carrying of
whatever of value til found.
Now it happened that Mrs. Stanton,
who had recently received large pay.
ment, had no less than two thousand
dollars LII Northern greenbaci1s in hel
House, and these she feared would be
discovered in ransacking the house, and
carried off. This money was upper-nos.
In her mind and that Of her daughter.
''What shall we Go with the money,
Jennie?" she asked in tone of distress.
"Where can we hide it?"
81 know of no safe place. The house
will be thoroughly searched"
"But 1 can't afford to lose it," said
Mrs. Stanton in dismay.
"Give it to me, mother. I have
thought OF way OF saving il. There
may be some risk about it, but it may
do"
From bureau drawer the mother
took roll OF large bills, and with
trembling hands delivered it to hei
daughter"
"What are you going to do, jennie %
81 will tell you afterward. Now
there is no time"
The young lady summoned Chloe,
briefly explained her purpose and pro
ceeded to the room occupied by Pa;
Roach.
Pat awoke, on being shaken, and
stared in surprise at his visitors.
"What's wanted?" he asked.
''Are you an honest boy? Can ]
trust you?' asked the young lady ab-
ruptly.
II never stole cent in my lfe," SAID
Pat proudly.
81 will trust you, then," said Jennie,
briefly. "There are some robbers APP
preaching the house, who will carry of
all they can find. Now we have $1,000
in the house."
"Two thousand dollars p calculated
Pat in amazement.
eyes. The only place they won'l
think of searching is in your pocket
Dress as quickly as possible and put this
money in your pocket"
eyes, Miss; what will I do then ?"