The Arkansaw traveler., 1886-01-09
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 The old woman nodded; then asked in a whisper If were quite sure her mis- tress was asleep. Yes; [ was quite sure she doxed off while was playing one of my simple lullabies, and when stole from the room, had fallen into pro- found slumber. "The saints send her dreams of Mas ther Shanel" piously ejlculated Mally, who, like her mistress, belonged to the "ouid religion "; !" for lis the only com fort she has, poor darling"
 But Mir. Shane, who was he F' l put in eagerly.
 "One ofthe ould O Councils, of course Kings they were before the Conquest, miss, and from first to last an open handed race. And by reason of that same generosity, Masther Shane, when he came of age found, that saving the ould hall and 100 acres of bog, sorra a foot ot the great estates of his ancestors belonged to him. And now, miss, Ill tell you the whole story, for it's you de- serves to be treated like friend of the family, so kind you've been ts my poor lady" There was a solemn look on her wrinkled face as she made the promise, and without further preamble old Mally related her tale somewhat as follows: Miss Kathleen and Masther Shane were cousins. and reared together at the hall by Miss OConuell, their aunt, for they were orphans. Fine chiidcr they were. and they grew up among the kindly Kerry folks, who loved them for their own sakes, as well as for the good blood that showed itself so plainly in both. For hadn't Miss Kathleen the bloom of the rose, the eye of the dove, and the sweetest temper in Ireland And wasn't Masther Shane tall and hand some, with curly black hair, the eye of the hawk, and bould bearing of the O'Connells2 Sure, they were made for each oth sr, everybody said; and so they seemed to think, the young masther be- ing barely one-and-tweEty, and his cousin bus eighteen when they were betro,hed. Wirra but sorrow was at hand. Miss O'Connell, the aunt died |: and her in. come, that had kept them all comfort able, died with her; so, as | said before except the ould hall, bit of wet bog, and a tride of money in the bank, Masther Shane was left penniless. As for Miss Kathleen, her face was her fortune.
 Well, miss, the poor young mastheI was nigh desperate; he couldn't teai himself away from his cousin: and if he married her there was little but starvation before them. Twas mighty hard on the young creatures; but the darker things looked the closer they clung to one another and however desponden, he might be, the masther had always a smile | 6.~ .A r~l her, loved the very ground he walked on, had nursed them both. so 1t was quite natural they should conhde in ould Mally.
 "Och, but it was black day when Masther Shane made up his mind to seek his fortune in Australia. Twas young Edward Doyle put it into his head to emigrate. He was the seccnd son oi Squire Doyle of Killibog Castle and having a bit of money, he thought he would make it more by sheep-farming In Victoria. Miss Ellen, his sister, the tsast ot the county. and great friend of Miss Kathleen's, was wild to go with him and the long and short of 1t was. Masther Shane, Miss Kathleen, and the two young Doyles made up their minds to try their luck together in the tar-away laad.
 "Sure, twas hard to leave Kerry, where I'd been born and reared but twould have been harder to say good bye to my darlings so up and said would go with them, if they would but take me. Of course, we'll take you, Mally,' said Masther Shane in his joking way. Were four giddy young crea. lures and it's quiet, decent body like yourself we need to keep US in order
 So it was settled and before three months had elapsed, we had left euld Ireland and sailed for Melbourne in a big emigrant ship. An, weary me but there was sweethearting galore aboard All the gentleman were head and ears in love with my young ladies. But Miss Kathleen had no eyes save for her cousin, and Miss Ellen Aouted them all to their faces, all but young English off cer, who had smile now and again from her just to keep up his heart, she said.
 We took close on five months to make the voyage; and pleased all on board were when the anchor was dropped in Hobson's bay. Melbourne was a small place in the year we landed, more like a village than the great city of to. day. But the young folks were in high spirits, ready to make the best Of every thing, even the dirty inn they were forced to put up at the first night ashore. Next day, the gentlemen hired a small four room cabin, into which we moved, and where the young things were as happy ss the day was long. It had been arranged that Miss Katbleen's wedding was not to take place until Masther Shane and young Doyle had built their house on the land allotted to them somewhere in the west ern district the ladies remaining ie Mel bourne under ould Mally's charge during their absence.
 "The night before they left, was cooking the supper in the kitchen, when Masther Shane called me into the parlor. The young Doyles were out, and he and Miss Kathleen were sitting together on the sofa. Her head was hidden on his Il A