San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1888-09-06


could afford to buy a new one"
"You could not have done better" and
with the silent conviction that necessity is.
sometimes kinder than we know babe them.
good night.
The next morning before went down, TO-
breakfast Katies voice came up to my ears,
in song. She had. a clear, sweet voice, but
this morning there was new tone in it
There was new light in her face, as she
passed in and out the dining room. mentally
decided that little masquerading had done
her good
Afterwards | said to her, well, Katie,
what is It'll There's some reason for the smile
in your eyes and the song on your lips this
morning. Can't you tell me what it isr'
"Thrue it is, ma'am, an quare it is that ye
can see what is, in woman's heart so quick
l think it must be because yer own heart is
so warm an so kind. Sure I'm the ha2piest
girl in all Ameriky the day"
In her fervor she dropped into the brogue
that was rarely feature in her speech.
"Yis, in all Ameriky there's not girrul so
happy an so grateful to God an the Blessed
Virgin as am this very minute. O it was
a purity sight there in the ball room, ma'am,
wild the lights aashln', an the music, ali, the
music just foated, swelled an throbbed one
minute like it wud lift your hearts right out
of all sorrow, an then it was a-sobbin' an
surgin' like the soul that is in the depths of
pain and despair, ma'am. 1t makes one so
glad sometimes, such music does, that nothing
but tears can tell your gladness, an so sad
too, for it brings back all the sad things that
have ever come into your life; SO it was with
an ha sfr Of
the b'ys and girruls. There were kings an
quanes an knights Of the old days, an fish
women, an gypsies an the saints know what.
An there was one tall man among the lot
that somehow I'd noticed from the first, an
I'd noticed, too, that when whit on the f1ure
to dance that tall man be would get hisself
right in the same set. He hadn't any foolish
coshtlme. only he wore q mask like the rest
of 'em
81 was just going to dance a mazurky wild
Patrick Mcclure, an I've never danced a
mazurky nor a polky wild any man in this
country, when he came up to us, an he
touched my arrum, an says be: Who are ye,
amy wayr
IAN says l: Who are your
"Then says he: Don't be triflin'. ! saw q
woman in gownd like that onct, an she had
the same swate voice as yerself, an she
danced just as yerself, like the fairies dance
on the sod of ould Ireland, an I've looked
for her an longed for her night an day
since, an l know il you are that one your
own heart will tell you who am says be.
AN right there, ma'am, wild Patrick Nc
CURE a shtandin' beside me, an crookin' his
elbow in the elegantest way for me to go on
the dance wild him, what did dol Why,
ma'am, just cried out: oh, Tim Haleyr
says l.
AN oh, Katie Mccarthy says he.
AN there, savin' your presence, ma'am,
an right in the sight of kings an quanes an
lords an ladies an Day an Night an Summer
an Winter an the whole quare lot of EN-,
tore the nlask of my face, an he tore the
mask OFF his face, an he put his arrums
around me an kissed me in a way that wud
have brought tears to your eyes, an it did to
mine, as one wud kiss the lips that they had
thought wud never spake lovin' words TO
them again. He was my own true lover,
ma'am, that parted wild in Ireland two
long years ago, an niver Q line nor a sign
from him since then, though I'd prayed to
the saints night an day"
"How did it happen, Katief'
''Oh, maam, We don't rightly know, but
he sent his letters In the care Of his cousin,
ma'am, an'-well-he was Q bit in love wild
ME, the cousin. more than knew, and 50 his
letters niver came to me at all, at all, an
cud not write TO him, not knowing where in
al this great country be might be. Yis, the
letters was intercepted, just US I've read
about in story books an we both wild achin'
hearts tho time"
And hs knew you by the dressf'
Yes, ma'am, the night before he left Ire
land wore that dress at u little party, an it
happened that | never wore it after that till
last night. 1t was in the bottom of my
chest, an wheniver | looked at it it just
seemed like the ghost Of all my old happiness
shtared me in the face an could not put
the gown on me back An wore it that
night because it seemed it was just as good
masking as amy. It was the coshtume Of
happiness an it hid the real Katie McCarty,
so | thought; but the saints be praised it
brought me great joy.
mo, ma am, he didn't know l was In this
country didn't come to find him I'd not
follow amy man, but ! came because all the
family came, an there was no reason why /
should stay behind"
you have perfect faith that your lover
has told you the TRUTH" Tventured.
How her eyes flashed. The truth, ye sayi
Will man tell lies to the woman he loves,
dye thinki An will man that does not
love a woman remember the very gownd she
wears when she babe him good-byl Will he
know her through her mask by the beatin'
an thrubbin' Of bis own hearth Yis, / BE-
lieve livery word he says, thank God"
stood rebuked before her simple faith and
said: 81 am glad in your gladness, as am
sure you know"
"Cud ever have told this, ma'am, if had