Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-09-29

Missed through her blackened teeth. "DC
you know me, say?"
Indeed do. I've often heard of you
You are the -"
tsTbe witch they call me-" she shrieked
'but I'm the Mother of Elmwood Rocks
and friend of all who seek my aid.'
"Ho, hoi ha, hal" and the little fairy mar
shook with laughter. Lets take a drink
Micky."
Now, Micky was never known to refuse 9
drink. so he pulled his "caubeen" off hi.
puzzled head and replied: "Drink is it
Indade 1 will. Here's long life to you,
and he took long pull from cup rendered
him by the old woman. His companion, the
fairy man, took a drink with him, and
danced a jig around the glasses on the table
II never Remember seeing this shebeen be.
FORE" said Mickv, "and have travelled this
road before"
"You never travelled it at night before did
you, my lad?" inquired the old woman, as
she put on little pointed hat, and, taking
| a broonistick from corner, came over to the
astounded Micky.
'Don't you want ride. my mani" said
sne.
you're quare lot" said Micky; "can
| light nv pipe?"
"Of course YOU can. Let me help you, I"
said the fairy man, as ne filled the pipe,
| jumping in and out of Micky's pocket, each
time bringing 3 handful of loose tobacco
dust that had collected in Micky's coat.
The pipe being filled the old lady plucked
out one of her gray hairs, and, striking it
against the handle of the broom, it splut-
tered into blue fame, from which Micky
| lighted his pipe.
T'Smoke away, my boy: we have a long
ride. I'll show you many strange sight
this night. Now mount at once. Come
quick, it's just midnight"
Micky straddled the broomstick. A clap
like thunder succeeded this movement, the
cabin disappeared in a twinkling and
Micky found himself sailing through the
clouds riding on the broom with the witch
for his companion. 1t was a lovely moon
light night, clear as azure, and still they
went sailing along. The moon, like sill
yer canoe, seemed sailing with them in the
clear sea of blue. Micky could hardly hold
onto his frail carriage and commenced to
tremble.
'Never fear, my boy" said the witch,
you'll never fall unless you mention the
name of one of your so-called Blessed Trim
ity that the priest teaches you to believe in.
Remember. thatif you by any chance should
so far forget yourself or me, your guide, as
to speak the name of either of your Three
in One" that moment you'll fall to the
ground"
"No fear. ould lady, I'll hould on till my
fingers crack.
They were now fast approaching large
park or woodland, and Micky looked down
on the distance below him, while his hair
streamed out in the night air, for they were
travelling like lightning.
''Do you see that park below there in the
distance?" said the old crone.
inly
est tones.
''Well, I'll show you sight that Will in
terest you."
They were now over Ireland and near
very large castle-fashioned building.
Lights streamed from its main windows;
long rows of carriages, with iveried serv-
ants, stood at the great hall entrance await
ing the breaking up of the ball; the porch
was crowded with fair ladies and fine gentle
men, the latter assisting the former to put
on their wraps and shawls.
Look down" 4" said the witch to Mickv.
''They are going home now; the revelry is
over; they are laughing and chattering over
the grand success of the affair. The hand
some Young fellow in the Hussar uniform
is the lord of the manor; but see, his eyes
are red with drinking, and as he bids his
guests good night can hardly stand straight
on his legs. He is a wild spendthrift, cruel
and heartless. You see the lady with the
pretty pale face at his side. Her sad and
careworn features tell the story-she is his
wife See, they are putting out the lights;
the guests have all departed.
lowering over the castle Micky and the
witch sailed again downward.
''I'li show you the inside of the castle
now"
The roof rose from the building, revealing
a superbly furnished suite of apartments.
The pretty pale hostess was seated in large
chair, her face buried in her hands. She
was weeping. The young lord, with hair
disheveled and eyes afame with anger, was
standing near.
"I'm tired of your whining" said he.
"Your conduct tonight gave evidence of
your low origin. You disgrace me, you
pauper."
''0h, spare me, Algeron," cried the poor
lady. I've always done my best to please
you, but you are so cruel when you drink"
"Drink," cried he in a rage; "drinki
'Tis my only refuge from the remembrance
of nv alliance with you-a fraud, a cheat,
nobody. Why don't you die?"
"Mickv," said the witch, "keep quiet"
for Micky's anger was getting the best of |
him, and he wanted to get down and kick |
his Iordship for his cruelty to the pretty |
lady.
''Do you see her face, Micky," said the |
crone. "Did you ever see it before?"
"Oh, murderi" cried Micky, as he got |
good view OF the lady's sweet lace, ''it's our |
Norar'
eyes, your child Nora. That will be her |
fate if she marrles above her station. Come |
away"
WhisI Whis! AWAY they flew, now |
over a great expanse of water, dotted here |
and there with vessels OF all shapes and |
sizes, steamers crossing east and west, while
long black threads appeared here and there
at the lowest depths of the great body of |
water.
1--WE are over the Atlantic ocean, Micky. |
Those black strings you see are the cables
that carry thoughts between the continents.
Do you see that land beyond? That is
America. A great country, my boy
"Yes," said Micky; "and wild =" He
was going to say Gods blessing, but remem-
bering the admonition given him by the
witch not to mention the Deity, he added:
with good luck I'll never lave it. nor let
Nora"
They had now reached the coast, fringed
with great cities. The electric lights, steam
ing lines of railroad cars, screeching of loco
motives, running from point to point and
the crowded thoroughfares of many towns,
filled poor Micky with wonder.
"Whewl but we are speeding along, said
Micky.
Eyes, darlin'," said the witch. "We're
going to the West. the farm lands and the
prairies. See that pretty white house below,
SET in the midst of garden of flowers? I'll
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