Wood River times. [volume] (Hailey, Idaho) 1882-1915, 1886-04-15

cbilder. thinkin' ane O. them would fall
into the fire or another would be drowned
In the we'll while was out. an when
was old there was frets an anxieties
still but, anyway, in all them years !
never prayed. SO Gamma be iet
in"
Mary. Mary, poor soul! What is it
can do for yer"
Listen, league. Go to his reverence,
Father Dan, an pay him to offer up twa
masses for my sinful soul; but the
money
"The money. Mary. It's here"
touching his pocket, "aye, II 1t was
twiste as much-it's here. But how
will know that the masses is accepted,
an that yen DO let into heaven"
The figure began to fade away. ana the
voice was fainter.
III am forgiven, the night after the
second mass Is said for me ~ come 70
you in the form Of a white bird, an LII
stand in the window, st the foot OF your
bed, an sing you tAheautiful hymn DO
fore fly away to heaven.
The voice died away softly, and, Just
as they reached the flax mill the figure
disappeared. Weary though league was
that night he went straight to the
priest after supper and told him the
strange tale.
Father Dan took the money and
promised to say the masses, encouraging
league to hope that all would be well
with Mary.
Come back an tell me If she appears
to YOU again." said he.
Some DAYS later he had second visit
from league.
"well, my good man, he began. "did
you get any word from that poor
soul?"
II did, your reverence-I did"
AN how Is 1t WI her now?"
Thanks be to your reverence an the
Lord, she's got to her rest now 1t was
| in the night time, an l was lying on
| my bed WI the blessed rosary In my
| hands, prayin' constant, when l heard
| the fiutterin' O wings at the window, an
then beautiful hymn, like ane O
| them hymns that is sung In the chapel
on Easter Day. was sung. an 80
| knowed Mary was going to heaven.
Did she speak, Teague?
"Fcen word! The hymn sounded
fainter an fainter, till it was like wee
gentle sound O wind on the Tough. On !
was content in my mind to think that
Mary was at her rest"
The fax mill on the Mulroy road was
the scene OF another ghostly appearance.
Tho reader must transport himself in
Imagination across tho ferry opposite
tho mill to the farms lying beneath the
hills. from whence there was agood view
Of league aud Marys house. and the
wild range of mountains behind 1t.
Rose Dillon was the prettiest girl In
the whole country, and she had many
admirers among the rich farmers-any
one OF whom would have pleased hei
parents better than the sutton she
chose.
James Majilton Was handsome young
man, but he was not rich-he had only
the fax mill and poor small farm
and three COWS. How vexatiouS 1t was
that Rose should set her affections upor
him, when she could have been mistress
Of a slated house and IA cows.
Father Dan was entreated to use hi:
influence, and no did say a word or two
representing the worldly advantages o
Nike and Sam, Teddy and John. But
| vas all to no purpose. Rose blushe'
! md persisted in clinging to James.
"Put your commands on her, your re,
erence; she wilma go against tn
church." her father said.
mo, no that Is not to DO DONE" RI
piled the priest. james is good boy
he pays his dues regular, an is diliger
at his duty, an obedient to his church
He deserves good wife. Let Ros
have him."
After that opposition ceased, Of cours
and day was fixed for the wedding
Plenty OF corned beef and cabbage, baco
and eggs, tea and whisky were provided
two fiddlers were engaged the neighbol
were invited to the feast; and all Wa
: going merry as o marriage bell, whe
; James was taken suddenly Ill. tt
: priest was sent for, and then a messe
' gor went across the ferry to summo
D Rose.
e Alas there was nc time to say far
we'll. James was unconscious wht
D Rose reached his bedside. To descrit
e her wild grief would be impossibl
d Hanging over the corpse, she let h
e tears rain upon his placid face, unhee
ing the grave reproofs Of the women.
e why do you be cryin' that way, Ro
& DillonP Sure you know that your
mentin will keep him frae his rest"
Il They alluded to the belief that the Il
e ordinate grief of survivors troubles t
departed soul, and weighs it down
e that it Is unable to soar toward he
d ven.
d "wad ye keep the poor fellow fly
1, about tho worldT asked her graz
he mother, who had been brought aero
III the ferry TO attcnu Cne wake. gu
y. sure ye wouldna be that cruel to t
TO poor boy that loved ye true? Lay ba
thon sheet, girl, an drop nae mair tel
I'd over him. l ha knowed 1t DONE"
And then followed long list Of exa
es pies. tho experience OF close upon
lie years.
he Tho "wako house." as the mill v
as called, while James lay there holding
IS; last party, was gnits full, and men q
he women listened to Grannie Dillon r
Ier pectfully, shaking their heads gray
i'm and utterlng many an Och, hook 9
Alaise-a-mei" the while.
lst There was good cheer at this last
Tor tertainmeut of James's-his cousins
Up. seen to that. Tea and bread and but
be- and whisky were provided in abundar
No and there were plates of cut tobaC
bundles of clean pipes, and supplies
his snuff for all corners.
The visitors went one by one ovei
cd. the bed. and. turning down the sh
took last look at the corpse.
Din James was laid to rest In the CHI;
the graveyard at the edge Of Mulroy. and
plover and curlew circled over his hi
red and the work Of the Sorld went on
before.
'tt 1t happened thai Roses father
Lei lowed her down to the ferry one ever
the and found her gazing at the flax mil