The Northwestern standard., 1886-04-10

boat, snutting the air and WagGlng ms
| tail in an ecstasy Of delight,
stWell done, Drake, cried I4anty,
staating mp from his seat, and clapplng
his hands in such glee that the pipe fell
from his month unobserved, and broke
| in pieces at his feet. stWell done, ould
dog well dome, my gallant ould fellow
that's it, Drake!-that's. just what ne
deserves, the laundering gawkle, to
abuse such fsh in that way,
! The light breeze from the southeast
had been gaining for the last half hour
or SO. and now blew so fresh around the
point shat the little boat lay down al
most gunwale under, and swept past,
| before her fair pilot could bring her
within speaking distance OF the stranger.
| Once she tried 10 jam her up TO wind
ward, probably with the intention ct
apologizirg for brakes unclvil behav-
I ior: but the little craft refused to obey,
and then, waving her hand, she let her
| fall off towards bhe opposite shore, and
was soon lost s4sht of behind the point
All this took place III much less TIME
| than we have taken to describe 1t, the
bo&5 appearing and disappearing as sud
denly as a moving picture in a panor-
| anna
! The bewildered stranger gaaed after
TIE fair occupant Of the little boat az
long as she remained IN sight, and then
Dee1ng stealthilY around to see ii any
one had Witnessed his discontinue, dis
iointed the remainder Of his fishing rod,
and throwing it careiessly Oh his shouL-
der, walked away slowly and sadly from
! the shore,
'"There he goes, p" said Lanty, button
/ ing his green jacket; 'sthere he goes,
sneaklng off like q fox from hen roost
! O, that he may niver come back, [ pray!
/ Begorra, it's ducked he ought to be- II
| iver he has the assurance to cast & llne
| in the wather again. But / must be OF
myself to the lighthouse, and coax MI.
Lee for mallard wing for Uncle Jerry ="
20, ay. TO be sure, UncleJerry, there's
no one like Uncle jerry E thin may
be if the gentleman you're for ducklng
in the longh there was as free to you
with his purse as Uncle Jerry, he'd just
be rs great a favorite, every bit, But
it's ar ould sayin and true one, Lanty
= Praise the fool as you find him
tsDon't say that, Else Curley, replied
Lanty, laying his hand on her shoulder,
and speaking more earnestly than usual
-''don't say that, for heaven knows |
wouldn't give one kind word Of Uncle
Jerry's lips, or one kindly feeling OF his
ginerouB fine onld heart, for q million
like him And listen to me, Else Cur
ley, for Tin going to tell ye a secret. !
know that man of an on for a month
and more,-nor that I was iver much in
his company; but / watched him, and
watched him too for raisin Of my own.
and | tell you plainly, Else, if he opened
has purse to me very day ii the year,
and il full Of goold guineas, | cudn't feel
| il IN my heart TO touch one Of thin
"Arraf, you cudn't novE' responded
Else, III q half-incredulous haIf-ieeripg
tone. BY my work, it's mighty big
spoken Of YOU, Mr.. Hanlop e thln
might q body make 50 bould as to az
yer raisins; faith, they must be power
ful ones intirely."
II have no particular raisins, re-
| phed Ilanty; me niyer did harm to me
/ nor mine, that J. know OF. But don t
like him. There's something wrong
when I'm near him; there's dark spot
in him somewhere that the bright light
river reached yit, Else
s'Humph" ejacuated the old woman,
looking sharply at her companion; you
suspect him of something?'
/ II do.
''And what is it Lanty2
II can tell; it $ mysthery to my
self But he has that III his eye that's
not lucky. What brings him down here
so often, Id like to know2'
I "WAy, trout fshin, av corse-what
else?" replied his companion.
I ,Pshaugh! nonsense, Else Curley;
you can't run 'Donal' on ne that way,
cute and al as ye are That man don t
care a brass farthin fog the best dshin ia
Donegal, from 0nea River to Main
Head. see it in his very metions
There's not dhrap Of sportsman 5
blood III bis BODY
80 no. not o dhrap, because he don t
/ go into the doldrums, like Uncle Jerry,
at every fin he sees rising above the
water Hunph pity but ne wud
'sIbe fish he's after don't i've IN
wather, Else Curley, and you know ii, Y
said Lanty, laying his finger on the old
wonan's shoulder, and whispering the
words into her ear.
Me.
"Ay, IN troth. iist yourself, Else, and