Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1883-03-17

t book, and insisted upon his receipt
i for his weeks board.
During his second week at the
= Bray, Mr.. Walker arrived in the
7 hotel rather late one ayening, and,
feeling tired, he went into the
smoking-room, and fell asleep on a
/. lounge. He was awakened by the
head waiter, who informed him
:. the usual retiring hour had come
|. round.
"Thank you, very much, MIR.
, Connolly. am extremely grateful
.. for your attention and, above all,
am pleased to see that you have a
sincere interest in the welfare OF
that charming lady, Mrs. o.
Leary."
/ Maybe y said Matty; "but Pm
! not so attentive for nothing" And
here the head waiter INDUCED in a
| wink.
. "Well, I should say you are right.
Ofcourse, you are fairly compen-
sated; and think you have settled
down in comfortable place, with
beautiful fresh air and charming
scenery, and good liquor all at your
command. envy you, Mr.. Con-
molly. / envy you"
80 thin, there's more thar the
fresh air, and all that soort of thing
in it, can tell you. Maybe you'd
keep saycret, if / might make SO
bould as to throuble you with me
saycrets, Mr.. Walker ?"
"Most decidedly, my dear sir. 1
can keep secret like stone-wall.
NUNS the word, SIR"
"Well, Mr.. Walker-but as you're
such raal gentleman, don't mind
laying me heart bare to you; and
faith it's / that am nonplusshed
meself to know what / ought to do
in the matter. Perhaps you'd help
a poor chap, or give him a piece of
advice, at any rate ?"
Certainly, Mr.. Connolly. Pro-
ceed."
"The truth is, sir, anything more
nor less, have designs of me own
on the wildly" Here Matthew
jerked his thumb over his shoulder,
and winked again. az want to
make her Mrs. Connolly, and sure
twill be the lucky day for her that
| ChO H SlNO iECL l1ut W bCAl
you the truth, haven't the pluck
to ak Mrs. O'Leary, for, like your
self, Mr.. Walker, If you'll pardon
the liberty, Pm not over forward
with the ladies'"
"Well, Mr.. Connolly, Pm sure l
admire the honorable and tender
nature of your intentions; but how
in the name of St Patrick am / to
help or advise you ?"
"Aisy enough, me jewel. If
you'll only play the ''go- between"
for me, you'd put me undher
mighty load of obligations to you,
and, indeed, you mustn't be think
in me too bOuld and presumin'
but you've such tindher heart,
and such an Elegant manner, that
you could settle the matther for me
in less than no time. Begor, sir,
but it took four large bottles of por-
ther and quart of spirits before /
could muster the courage to night
to ak you to help a poor boy"
Mr.. Walker reclined on his elbow
for few moments, his hand sup
porting one of his lank jaws; and
then, suddenly rising from the
lounge, and striking the waiter on
the back, said.
"All right, Mr.. c., I'm your man.
I'll make it square, as sure as my
name Is Walker"
"More power to you, me dacent
fellow. I'll give you the biggest
spree, and the"
"No, no! L want no bribes, MIR.
Connolly. / think you had better
see to the locking-up of the hOnse
while you are able to stand on your
legs. Goodnight"
The next day Mr.. Walker, for
the first time, was observed having
long and animated conversation
with Mrs. O'Leary. He appeared
to have overcome his natural re-
serve and bashfulness,. and Matty
Connolly could scarcely refrain
from giving vent to the exuberance
of his feelings when he saw how
rapidly the widow was being won.
"Begob, he's a wonderful man
entirely reflected Matty. "There's
nothing like a gintleman afther all
for softening the hearts of the wo-
men, the poor craythurs."
"Good-evening, Mrs. O'Leary,
ma'am," said the head-waiter, the |
same night as he was about to look |
after the locking-up Of the premises. |
''That's the dacentest Yankee that |
ever drank a glass of irish whiskey,
that Mr.. Walker-a fine, handsome |
fellow, with heart as big as side
OF bacon! / hope you'll give heed
to all he says, ma'am, and maybe it |
won't be long until they'll all be |
dancin' at the wedding, ma'am."
Mrs. O'Leary blushed and gig |
gled, and, walking quickly away,
said
"Perhaps not, Matthew |
The head waiter was almost |
struck dumb. For three minutes
he couldn't find his tongue, and
then he rushed into the billiard
room, and to the establishment of
the marker, who afterwards de-
clared he thought that "ould sim
ner, Connolly, was mad drunk"
"Hurroo! Be herrin's, he's done
it,"
The next day Mrs. O'I4eary did
not make her appearance down.
stairs until the dinner-gong had
sounded; and it was late in the
OOhhOAJ
could find an opportunity of ad-
dressing his mistress. About nine
o'clock he asked at the bar if Mrs.
O'Leary would give him a few
words with her on important busi-
ness. The widow granted him the
interview in her private parlor.
"GoOd gracious, Matthew" she
cried, "what Is the matter with
you? Why, you're as white as
ghost"
so, begor, ma'am; sure it's no
wonder. The divil such thing,
ma'am-savin' your presence-as l
seed in this house to-day. 1t tux
me breath clane away"
"Come, don't be making myste-
ries. What has happened -
"Nothing his happened; but,
Mrs. O'Leary, ma'am, dunno
whether to believe the sight of my
own eyes or not. I'll tell you
ma'am. About two O'Clock to-day
/ thought | heard Mr.. Walkers
bell, and up / rushes to his corridor,
and sure / finds the door of his
room on the jar. Thinkin' / had
med a mistake, and that no wan
was inside, pushed the door open,