The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1888-04-07
LATE IRISH NEWS.
KATE MoLoNEY /.

KATE M0L0NEY,
In the winter. when the suowdrft stood asaine
the cabin door,
Kate Maloley, wife of Patrick, lay, nigh dying
on the floor
Lny on rags and tattered garments. moaning on
with feeble breath,
''Kneel beside me, Pat, my darlint; pray the Lor'
to give me DEATH
Patrick knet him down beside her, took her thi'
and wasted hand.
Saying something to her softly that she scare
could understand,
LET me save Sc, my honey! Only spake sin
gle word,
And I'll tell the gooiden sacret where its wanted
to be heard.
'.sure it cuts my heart to see ye lynn dyin day b,
day,
When it's food and warmth ye're wanting jist te
to thrive yer pains away,
There's handred goolden guineas at my slei CT
Do you know that Mickey Resan's in the hut
upon the hill:''
Kate Ma'oney eripped her husband sksn she
looked him through and through;
Pat Malouey, am / lhranaing? Did hear them
words o you?
Have lived an honest women, iovin Ireland
God and thee,
That now upon my denthbed, ye should spake
them words to me?
"Come ye here, SO trembling traitor, stand be-
side me now and swoar.
BY yer soul and var hereafter, while he lives ye
will not dare
Whisper cen single lettor @ brave Mickey Re-
gan's name.
Can die Of cold and hunger? Wouid "a have
medic of shnme?
Pat Meloney stood and listened, then be knelt
aall kissed his wife,
kiss me liarlnt, and forgive me, sure tllaught
to save your life;
And IT'S hard to see you dyin when the soo!d's
within MY REACH
I'll be lonely when ye're gone, dear'--here a
whimper stopped his speech.
Late chat light when Kate was doing, Ist crept
cautiously away
From his cabin to the hoyel where the hunted
Gegan lay;
He was there-ho heard him breathing; something
WHISPERED to him "Go.
Go and claim the hundred guinoas-ISate will
never neef to know"
He would plan some little story when he brought
her food to eat;
Ho would Say the Priest had met him, and had
sent hsr wire and meat.
No one passed their ooely cabin; Fate would lie
and fancy still
Mick hsd slipped away in secret from ils hut
upo.i tha hill.
Kate Malone3 woke aud n1issee him; guessed his
orraut! there and then:
Raised her feeble voice and cursed him With the
curse Of God aud men.
From her rags abe slowly staggered took her
husband's loaded gun,
Giving God. pray thee, help me, ere the trail
tors deed be tlone'
All her limbs were weak will, fever, as she
cr.w!ed acrosB the floor;
But she writhed and struggled braveiy til she
reached the cabin door.
Thence sho scanned the open country, for the
n,,on was in its prime,
And she saw her husband RAINING, AMI che
thought, ''Il,ere yet is time"
ae hat: come from Regain hiding, past the door
and now tie Went
Ry the pathway down the mountain on his evil
arrand benr
Once she called him. but he stopped not, neither
gave he glance behind,
For hor voicu was week and feeble, and It melted
On the wind.
Then sudan strength came to hor and she rose
apd followed fast,
!,
ter winter blast;
She had reached him very nearly when har new-
born spirit fled
God Inns uilled it!v cried the women, tisn she
shot the traitor dead.
From, her oloodless lips half frozen rose shis-
per 10 the sky,
have saved his soul from treason; here, O |
Heuven let me die.
Now NO bsho unborn shall curse him. non his
country luath his name;
have saved We, 0 my nusbae, from deed ct
daat.1ess shame
No one yet has guessed their story; Mickey Began !
got away
And across the kind Atlantio hvea an honest man
today:
While in Galway still the PEASANTS show the
lonely mountain side
Whore an Irsh,nan was murdered and Irish
woman died.