The Irish standard., 1886-10-02

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the first place, it happened to be q copy
Mary had taken of her mothers portrait
which Roger carried off, either by mis-
take. or because he could find no othe
ready"
:, '.Yes, very well-go on" said' th'
captain, impatiently; sit don't matte
which,
'And this very portrait now reveals
the whole mystery
sarhe mystery! There, YOU'RE at i
again. Mystery!--Good heavens, sir
can't you tell me what mystery yor
mean? Excuse me Mr.. Brennan; hu
you know how deeply interested [ fee
in everything that regards this girl
and then you're SO tedious.
"Have patience little longer and II
EXPLAIN sold the priest, smiling. *'Yor
are already aware that Mr.. G,lirkie has
been for the last five years in the habit
Of visiting, once week, the old church
yard OF Rathmullen, and that nobody
could tell his reason or motive for SO do
ing"
Certainly, every one in the parist
knows that-well?"
"And you remember to have heard
| Mr.. Glirkie tell how he saw a young
lady quitting The churchyard several
times, SIS he entered?"
eyes
'sAnd that he thought, OF fancied he
thought, the figure OF that lady greatly
resembled Mary Lee. Well, it now
turns out, that our dear friend and
Mary have been all along visiting the
same grave"
"Hah! the same gravel"
| eyes, the grave Of her-mother!"
| sYou surprise me! her mother! Are
not the Lees strangers here?"
eyes. But you recollect the circum-
stances OF the wreck OF the s;aldana, aud
how the body OF Il woman, wearing a
gold crucifx Oh her nech, with the name
of Harriet Talbot en- ngraved on the back,
| was cast ashore, and inferred in Rath-
mullen churchyard. That woman was
Mary Lees mother
"Gocd Heavens! Mary Lees naother?'
Eyes, sir, Marys mother. y
''Humph! and SO chat accounts for
those strange rumors we heard OF the
white lady and gentleman, seen SO often
quitting the churchyara and sailing
down the Swilly OH moon]it nights. But
what business had Mr. Guirlzie at her
mothers grave, eh?'
".rhat's ths secret replied the priest.
"The secret! confusion! to the 49, But
no lnatter---no matter; have your own
way, have your own way. shall ask
no more questions I suppose you'll
tell it some tirne-wllen it suits you.
By George, sir, you're the most Cir
cum
"Captaiu, DEAR" said Mrs. MotherlY,
opening the door gently and cutting the
word in two, II want-'
"Want! What the fury do you want?'
thundered the provoked captain.
"Only one word, yer honor, afore I
go, It's about the masters Aannels.
I'm afeerd-"
"Confound your masters hannels.
70 blazes with them; what have I to do
with your masters fannels?'' he ex-
claimed turiously: ''begone this in
stant!''
eth not keep ye one minute. yer
honor. I'm only afraid Mr.. Guirkie'l}
ketch his death O cold.'
"Woman, quit tue room!"
s'Away, away, Mrs. Motherly," said
the priest, interposing good-naturedly,
and closing the door; 81 shall become
your intercessor with Mr.. Gairkie as
soon as possible; but don't quit the
house, by any means, till / see you
again"
':What now?" cried Kate, stepping
from the little room in which she had
been closeted all this time with Mr..
Guirkie, and laying her hand on the
captain's g shoulder. 'sWhat now? Broth
er, how is this? out Of temper, eh?
What's the matter?''
.'The mischief's the matter. Between
Father Brennan's mystery, and Mrs.
Motherly's importantly, and those con-
founded consta bles. Pm almost crazy"
':Well, well. brother Tom. you're so
impatient, you know. aid SO impetuons.
Hush, now! not word. Listen--I have
something to tell you
"What?"
s:About Uucle Jerry
''Well, what Of him? Has he had q
ft? is he dying? is he dead?'
"No. not exactly that but, there's a
-mystery-in it,"
"Mystery! -d-n the mystery! there
it's again! Mystery, we'll, we'll, if this
isn't enough to provoke-away! stand
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