Indian chieftain. [volume] (Vinita, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1882-1902, 1886-05-27

twelve, one, two, and still no Paddy.
Mrs. Lightlace developed first restless
ness, then uneasiness, then pnrplexity,
then Indignation; and finally, in the
midst OF the dircst wrath, a small one.
horse wagon drove up TO the loor, and
out OF It lcaped the delinquent Paddy.
Goodness graciousr' exclaimed
Mrs. Lightlace.
Gracious goodnessi " choruscd
Alice; while faithful black Nancy
grumbled:
Oats what Gums OBJ trussin dc
Irishcr.m
Paddy made his appearance in tho
midst of the indignant crowd with tho
most perfect sdng-froid, his rubicund
nose more rubicund than ever.
"Is this ten o'clock by your watchP'
asked Mrs. Lightlacc, with bitter
irony.
"lndadc, thin, missus. en- it's not
mesol's to blame. Sure an II wuz the
lcddy what lives on Tinth avenue
bcyant the Fartith street. Iwaz ingaged
TO move her at swim; en- she tauld me
she had wan load, an small wan at
that; an, be jabcrs. II tarncd DOT to be
| three
perhaps you told her. MS you did
me, that you had large-sizcd furni-
ture wagon and two fine horses"
said Mrs. iightlacc, with n cold tone,
and glance which sparkled with
wrath toward the wagon and the poor
tired horse that was standing on two
legs and resting the other two.
Faith, num-" said Paddy, with
unblushing cffrontery, ian isn't It the
foincst wagon in the city, the strongest
an the roomiest fur the size? in surc
an | tauld yo no lie about the horses
naither, fur didn't wan NV 'em toOmblc
Aswn dead in the stall no later thin
'tst noight? an wasn't | DOT this marnin
be the break NV day to hire anithcrp
an ism livery hide nv EN- busy3 Sure,
mum, it's the truth I'm telling you
this blissid day; the horse We see there
Is aquel TO amy tin animals you iver
see; he's got the spcrret in him NV n
dozen, slum, an will wark frum mar
min to noight widout iver akin fur rest.
| wouldn't take foive hundred dollars
fur him. a valable animal he is,
mum. But you mustn't be afther kapin
me waitin', av you phase, mum. I'm
sorry to hurry YOU, but I've got three
people a-cursin' me in as miny diflerint
places now"
What was the lady to do? She was
obliged to move; she knew that Il
would be impossible to get another
wagon now; so with tears in her eyes
ami bitter anger in her heart she let
Paddy and his wild lrishman in among
her cherished treasures, sending
Alice snd Nancy to the other house to
receive them. Is there amy sufferer
who has passed through this trial. with
inefficient wOrkmcn. who can net sup
ply description Of what followed?
Mrs. Lightlace looked on with COM
pressed lips, as one after another Of
her cherished treasures was battered
and badgered, Paddy sealing her lips
by his voluble complaints.
''Sure an it's a shame that didn't
know all was in fur. 1 wuddent hev
undertook the job NV a saint undher
tin dollars load. Stiddy, byesi stiddy!
Lift little higher. Och! yen ruinate
the furnichure. av we're not keerfull
H)uld on! Tim. what do We name be
bein' so rackless? | know the furni-
chure is sinful HWY. curses on the
man that made it; he deserves burnin'
in n place which won't mintion in the
prisence NV a lady. Bedad, Dinnis,
yen toomble the sofa over the banis-
ters av ye're not more ktcrfull An as
shure as We do, it's mesel that will
toomble ye afther it. Marcy on us.
look at the plasther that we've brought
down at that stroke! enough TO plas-
ther any house yen liver own. It's the
truth, mum; av / niver spake anither
,s.l % 1,sl 4 IL
day TO make the ingagemint wild me;
there's not anithcr man in the three
kingdoms, lit alone in Amcrikey, that
wuddent break livery shingle NV your
big farnichure into small bits, an a.
mOvin' NV it at the starvation price NY
foive dollars a load, an lcetle extra
fur trates fur the poor min that are
ruimn' themselves in your saryis."
Poor Mrs. Lightlacc! where was the
spirit that was TO support her in the
battle of life? In the dust, at the feet
of Paddy O'Rourk. Vainly she strug-
gled against the insane conviction
that offspring Of Paddy's oratory-
that she was under obligations TO him.
What matter that she recalled the
burning wrongs she had suffered at
his hands? Her woman's nature felt
pers ma responsibility in the weight Of
the furniture. and every drop OF per-
spiration which trickled down the faces
of the laboring men made furrow in
her heart. She fairly quailed when
she thought of Lrr large-sized Hale 4
Kilburn folding bed, with its heavy
weights. Up TO this time it bad been a
great pride with her She had paid
one hundred dollars for it; at this mo-
ment any one could have purchased it
at twenty.
Load after load went OF; Mrs Light
lace, counting them up at five dollars
each, tremblcd at the sum. The poor
tired horse stood on two legs whenever
II was possible, and bore up with SUI
pcrhuman endurance. The men grOan-
cd and sweatcd, and curses both loud
and deep smote the ears OF the wretched
Mrs. Lightlace. At length the torture
neared conclusion, and in doing so
its climax, which was the
folt'ng bed. Mrs. Lightlace had not
exaggerated the gravity Of the situa-
ton. Paddy fairly raved.
''lIale, Kill, Burn" he read, with
dramatic emphasis. GAY, It's ioust
what I'd do wild the invinters aV | cud
lay hands on 'em, the murtherin var
menis Shurely, mum, yen niver go
TO burthenin' your cOnshens wild the
sin OF akin MS 10 move sic mountain
as that widout exthra pay? 1 sees IL in
yer face this blissid minnit that ye cud.
dent do IT, -
Poor Mrs. Lightlacel She was too |
worn out to contend, the sun was near
ly down, and she was faint from long
fasting. 80 she promised a dollar more |
with very little delay.
IAN shure, mum, it's the cocstum
TO secure me pay before the last load Is |
delivered said the mendaoious pad |