New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1884-06-29

| breadths of light aud color. ana the swarthy hulls
| long flights above tho harbor. or huttered with
| scream and chatter the surface. Above the
town was a barracks, inclosing square, IN winch
was a red appearance severely rectlllnear, thouSh
| constantly in movement; in fact. the English gar.
| rispn on parade And now, from the midst OF that
| scarlet arrav, streamed forth splendid strain OF
music. 1t throbbed along the still atmosphere, ana
the listening hills suffered not note to escape IL
expressed the soul and secret OF the scene II 700
| was redOlent of color and harmony. Ambrose
| beard it to the end, and sighed with pleasure.
! q It's almost too much for mortal man. SAID he.
concert hall as this After all that face could e1-
/ list nowhere but here She Is the geniusIthe M J.
| man ization-of the place! Ana to thlnk lhal ~
/ should be reserved Tor me 10 discover Holail "
! herW
IL
So many clouds had robed themselves in glory to
attend the setting sun, that when that luminary
had departed they could do no less than get up a
thunderstorm among themselves. The long roll OF
| the heavenly cannon warned Ambrose of what was
to come and he resolved to retreat. The spot 20
which he had climbed attracted from afar by the
ruined tower was the crest of the height at the e1-
IRENE left of the town, and was about mile dis
tant from the inn at which he had put mp on MS ar
rival the night before. With final glance upward
at the muloned windOw-whch looked the more
deserted from having been of late so lmperially
tenanted-he set of down the steep road in haste.
/
bottom of the hill and in the three hundred yards
thence to tho inn door the nmost stitch of his gar
ments made acquaintance with water.
l. this your way of treating strangers =" he
| asked of the chambermaid who took his dripping
coat and hat to hang them up in the kitchen.
Sure sir, you'll be after getting used to IT,
was her smiling reply.
Get used to it tell me- Molly. are the women
here like the weather"
Molly contemplated him for a moment waIly,
then turned away with toss OF her head, ana went
downstairs, murmuTng.
Yes" sollloquized Owen. reclotning himself III
drvuess that's about the size of it. The climate
reflects the women. See! it has changed again
already; there ascends the moon II SKY OF uh-
clouded lilac. truly feminine cllmate-with Its
whIms pouts, frowns. smiles, tears and fuiies ITS
enticingness sOftness. serenity. discrimination and
fascination: a climate to WOO man, seduce HIM.
delight him. cross him. abuse him, and again caJoio
him dash him with cold water, kiss him dry with
soft breezes, gi0rify him with nalos OF sunshine -
a climate in short which so bewders upsets, dis
concerts, amazes and enchants a man thai he pres
emily becomes irretrieyably reckless and democrat
Jed A Cleopatra of cimate-as unacc3untable
and MS irresistible. Its faults as alurng as ITS
vrrue~: If inspires and rejUvenates yOur material
D trt and e1hiarates your spirits, while II supty
saps the foundations of your conscience ana char
acter. Seven years Of it would make an freshman
ont of a Krim-Tartar. 1t explains the history OF
Ireland and the disposition OF her inhabitants. II
is the climate OF the most picturesque most WIN
ming and most fatal country IN the world; he VINO
is horn in it will either langush valnly on ITS
bosom. or abandoning tmOurn for 1t ever after yet
| know that TO return to il would be to die!
"Wbat divine night! Is that face at the
mullioned window nOwi How dark those eyes
vould look beneath the moon. and how palely
lnninous those cheeks. What story did read OF a
man who lost his heart 10 ghost Ny heart Is lost
no doubt OF that Well, must make inquiries.
The fishing season being over. Ambrose had the
inn pretty much 20 himself, and at dinner was the
sole occupant of the cohee-rOom Accordingly,
| when Molly came in to set the table, he improved
the opportunity.
MOLLY. are there many girls IN Ireland rs good
! looking as you are
| The corners of Molly5 mouth began to widen ;
bnt she corrected this weakness and gave serious
attention to the accurate placing Of the knife and
| fork upon the cloth Then sac rested her hands on
the corners of the table and said:
"Good-looking is it Indeed. thea, twill be q
bad day for Ireland when there's girls in it better
| looking than me! And husbands for 'em. what's
morew
9Yes. but not many girls with hair like yours
| Molly. It's the true auburn. or brighter
! NV hair covers my head rs well as any, 1aith
/ returned Molly. passing her hand over nef rudy
I braids not disapproyingy. 1t does me Wei
! enough, and has my ancestors before me-
"Who were your ancestors Molly
The O'Hea's. Aud You'll find 10 older nor better
name than that, not in Munster
aWas il an OHea who built the tower on the
hln~ -,
aThe tower on the hill, is it' Forninst the old
fort. do you meanF
/ with two windows, one above and
aIndeei. then, the O'Ieas had nothing to do with
it at alp
And nobody lives in it nowV
@Not lust there at all events. But sure us no
tower at all but just the end was left of the house
Mr. Cadoqna twas that lived there, before he died
and wasn't it his ancestor built It'll three hundred
years ago or may be more than that But the
/ OIIeas Will be ten times longer IN Ireland than
that will come to-"
aCadognag That's not an Irish name. Molly
! II sounds more Italian. or Spsinish-nations tnat
| had hardly come into existence when your ances-
TORS Molly. had been already Kings OF Ireland fol
tVo thousand years. An. Molly. were KING oI
/ Ireland whore could find woman 50 III as you to
be its Queeni You wear the crown oil red go'd
even nOwV
Arrah. go wan out OF that" retorted Molly
smiling and holding; for she had too much humoT
not 70 be diverted by the extravaganza and too
,oneh feminine sensbIity not to be pleased by the
/ compliment.
This tower has a ghost suppose r Ambrose
c.,ntinned Some spectre. wrapped Ia shroud
| with a bleeding cash across ats throat Y
aMaybe there is, sir" said Molly. RECOVERING the
severe elaboration OF her manner, and turning To