News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1885-06-18
AT first the men. who prided them

made sort Of butt of Connor, whose
"wild Irish" ways and verdancy were In
deed often laughable. But he won their
hearts at last and when one day, mount
ing a work bench, he shook his little
bundle, wrapped in red handkerchief,
before their eyes and shouted 'Look,
boys, I've got the whole at last. I'm
going to bring Nora and Jamesy over at
last. Whoroo I've got it T. all felt a
sympathy in his Joy, and each grasped
his great hand in cordial congratulations,
and one proposed to treat all around,
and drink good voyage to Nora.
They parted in merry mood, most of
the men going to comfortable homes.
But Connor's resting place was poor
| lodging-house, where he shared crazy
garret with four other men, and In the
| Joy of heart the poor fellow exhibited
mis- handkerchief, with his hard-earned
savings tied up in wad in the middle,
before he put It under his pillow and fell
asleep. When he awakened in the
morning he found his treasure gone.
Some villain, more contemplate than
most bad men are, had robbed him.
At first Connor could not believe he
lost it. He searched every corner CT the
room, shook his quilt and blankets and
begged those about him to ''quit Joking
and give it back"
| But at last he realized the truth.
It's any man that bad that it's thaved
from mer" he asked in a breathless
way. "Boys, is any man that bad ?"
And some one answered: "No doubt
of it, Connor. It's stole"
Then Connor put his head down on
his hands and lifted up his voice and
wept 1t was one of those sights which
men never forget. It seemed more than
he could bear, to have Nora and his
child "put," as he expressed it, months
away from him again"
But when he went TO work that day it
seemed to all who saw him that he had
picked up a new determination. His
hands were never idle. His face seemed
| L
At noon he scratched out a letter,
blotted and scrawled, telling Nora what
had happened; and those who observed
him noticed that he had no meat for
dinner. Indeed, from that moment he
lived on bread, potatoes and cold water,
and worked as few men ever worked be-
fore. 1t grew to be the talk of the
shop, and now that sympathy was ex-
cited, every one wanted to help Connor.
Jobs were thrown in his way, kind
words and friendly wishes helped him
share the food or drink of any other
workman.
That seemed a sort of charity to him.
Still he was helped along. A present
from Mr.. Bawn, at payday, set Nora,
as he said, ''a week nearer, and this and
that and the other added to the little
hoard. 1t grew faster than the first,
| and Connors burden was not SO heavy.
| At last, before he hoped it. he was once
more able to say, "I'm going to bring
them over" and to show his handker-
chief, in which, as before, he tied his
earnings, this time, however, only to
his friends. Cautious among strangers
he hid his treasure, and kept his yes
buttoned over it night and day until the
tickets were bought and sent. Their
every man, woman and child capable o.
hearing and understanding knew tina
Nora and her baby were coming.
There was John Jones, who had more
of the brute in his composition thar
usually falls to the lot of man-even he
who hurled his hammer at an offender
head, missing him by hairs breadth
, would spend ten minutes in the nool
hour in reading the Irish news to Con
l nor. Tom Baker, the meanest maj
[ among the number, who had never bee
known to give anything to any one be
r fore, absolutely bartered an old JACKIE
1 for pair of gilt vases which peddle
: brought in his basket to the shop, an
presented them to Connor for Nora
i mautIepiece. And here was idle Dich
e who actually worked two hours on Cor
i nor's work, when illness kept the lrlst
a man at home one day. Connor felt tn
y kindness. and returned it whenever
Il was in his power, and the days flew b
and brought at last letter from b
D wife.
"She would start as he desired, an
= she was we'll and so was the boy, al
9 might the Lord bring them safely
< zach others arms and bless those WI
had been so kind to him." That WI
the substance of the epistle which 20
nor proudly assured his fellow-workme
o Nora wrote herself. She had lived
= service, as a girl, with a certain goo
u old lady, who had given her an educ
L ton, the items of which Connor to
. upon his fingers-"The readln', tha
10 one, and the writin. that's two al
moreover she knows all that wom'
" can." Then he looked up at his felio
III men with tears in his eyes and asked :
sDo ye wonder the time seems lol
d, between me and her, boys ?"
ne So it was-Nora at the dawn OF day
a. Nora at noon-Nora at night-un
news came that the Stormy Petrol h
w come to port, and Connor, breathe
as and pale with excitement, flung his c
ed in the air and shouted.
he 1t happened on holiday afterno'
"a and half dozen men were ready TO
an with Connor to the steamer and give
wife greeting. Her little home
of ready; MIR. Bawn's own servant had
,es it in order, and Connor took one peep
IRE it before he started.
ad 'She hadn't the like of that In
sts ould counthry," he said, "but sn
know how to kape them tidy"
nd Then he led the way toward the de
where the steamer lay at pace u
IN made it hard for the rest to follow IL
me The spot was reached at last. a cro
,rk of vehicles blockaded the street.
troop of emigrants came thronglng
all Fine cabin passengers were stepp
md into cabs. and drivers, porters ana
& manner of employees were yelllng
,ed shouting in the usual manner. IN
of would wait on board for her husoan
Law he knew it..
er The little group made their way
he the vessel at last, and there amidst th
for who sat watching for coming irfe
not Connor searched for the two so deal
Of him: patiently at first, eagerly but
70 tiently, but by and by growing an&'