The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1883-03-15

more miserable, and it was only when
/ the laws of society compelled her. at
the conclusion of the dance, to take my
arm, in order to be conducted to the
/ place from whence she came that ven
| tured to explain:-
Il implore of you to forgive mel did
| not know what | was saying-I am
worse. than boor. Hear me for one
moment" and in few eager words I
! honestly revealed to her the irritated and
i infiamed condition of my mind, upon
finding myself stranded in scene so ut
/! terly at variance with my mood, and
| compelled, as it were, to drink the Bit
ter cup to the uttermost dregs.
My pleading was full of the redeem
! ing influence of earnestness, and sue
ceeded IN acn1eVlng ner IorglvenesS.-.
She danced with me again and again. I
saw the candles snuffed out, beheld the
tallow-faced green grocers paid, met
the morning milkman without fiinching
and returned the playful banter of the
| cabbies in a mood so different from that
which had pictured to myself few
short hours previous, that
Pshaw! who can control the inner
mechanism of the hearth
The car was pretty well crowded and
| upon one side among the occupants was
sergeant of a military regiment pro-
ceeding to the depot station at Galway.
| This brave son of Mars was seated be-
side very good looking young girl, to
whom he paid the most chivalrous and
marked attention. Now it was the SER
geant's habit, at intervals along the
| road, to bound gayly from the car, enter
a shebeen, remain there few minutes,
and then reioin the vehicle, betraying
all the symptoms of having ''taken" a
little refreshment during his temporary
absence. His attentions became more
marked as we proceeded on our journey
and such exclamations as "Gelong ow
O. that sargint,'' .'Lave me alone,''
''Single yer freedom an double yer dis
tance," tended to prove the gallant war
rior's potations were carrying him be-
yond the laws of conventionalism. At
length, after playful but elephantine
effort to snatch a kiss, the young lady
Indignantly appealed to the driver.
"Misther Dempsey, I'd have ye to
call this young man. He's insultin' me,
/ sir"
Thus appealed to, Mr.. Dempsey quiet
ly turned in his seat, and eyeing the
sergeant rather sternly, exclaimed, =
'See here, now, sargint, av you don't
lave that young woman alone, I'll take
them three stripes off yer back.
A roar of laughter from all the occu-
pants of the vehicle followed this sally,
in which the sergeant Joined in with a
hearty good will that demonstrated how
he enjoyed the observation, although it
told against himself.
care We expected at Boljolderun,
.sirp''
"Well-yes-oh, yes, certainly re-
piled somewhat confusedly.
eyer an English gentleman by yer way
av talkin', sir?''
''Yes, I'm English"
''Maybe yer from London, sir?''
81 am
.'An' seen Miss Kitty over there
Whew!''
Here he gave prolonged whistle,
which might have been intended for the
horses, but felt that it bore direct ref
erence to myself
''Troth, thin, you are expected, sir,
an there'll be bright eyes and red
cheeks at the crossroads whin we rach
there, or I'm boccagh-Miss Kitty will
be there, sir, in her pony carriage"
really did not know whether to- be
amused or annoyed.
''You seem to be very well aware of
Miss Blake's movements, Mr.. Demp-
sey."
.'Arrah, didn't she tell me herself, the
crayture? Didn't she say to me, says
she, 'Dimpsey, take care of a very hand
some young gintleman that's coming to
see me from London, says she. rs it
the gintleman that posted all the let
ters to in Westport, missp' Go ow O.
that, Dimpsey, says she. Binran' -agersl
why didn't ye tell me ye wor Misther
Brookley and I'd have reused the grid
die for We, an no mistaken"
could have taken Phil Dempsey to
my arms and cherished him.
''Begorra! there's the crossroads and
there's Miss Kitty in her basket shan
dradan like a pitayteecreel. Didn't
tell ye, sir, how it wud be?''
Il tux good care av him, MISS" OBJ
served that worthy, in tone known as
a pigs whisper, s'but he was as wild as
young coult in me hands; but he's a
nice man, and nice-mannered man and
wish yez joy"
''Stupid creature! never can under
stand him." said Kitty Blake, with
saucy toss of her head; II am afraid he
has been taking the mountain dew as he
came along
AT this crisis we were joined by Mr..
Blake pere a splendid specimen of pater
fa''aiIi0s who welcomed me to Come.
mara, con anaore; my portmanteau was
placed in the basket carriage, and Kitty
ratified away with it, leaving me towalk
across the mountain to the hall. And
such mountain! bare, bleak and pre-
cipitous; and for any step made in ad-
vance, Imade two in the opposite direc-
ton; but 1 pushed bravely on, and sac
rificed bran new pair of patent leather
buttoned boots during the excruciating
process. But what cared for boots, or
mountain, or physical anguish? Was
there not love-light in the eye of Kitty
Blake? Was not approaching the Mec-
ca of my hopes?
I remained month at Boljolderun
Hall and held the stereotyped interview
with Blake pere in his study, which
terminated most satisfactorily. And
well, yes
I am to return to Connemara and
claim the hand OF the sweet little Irish
| girl who called me an English boor.
|