Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1889-08-01
MICKEY FINN'S CANARIES.

the landscape Of Cooney Island that
Suriup had come. The fields were
beginning to blush with a greenish
tipve of color, and the brooks were
swollen with melted snow. Mickey
Firms goat was glad. Mrs. Finnegan's
goslins showed signs of qualification,
and the humble human jewellers in
the locality stood i'm their back doors
and looked off toward the south, as if
waiting for the advent Of smiling May.
A gentle rain was falling upon the di-
lapidated roof of Michael Finn's cabin,
and his wife placed a wooden pail in
position in the kitchen to catch the
drip, drip which had been making its
way through the roof for the past two
hours Then she proceeded to put
the "praties' in the skillet. ready to
place on the fire. The cabbage had
to be cut up, too, and as Mrs. Finn
busted herself with the task she re-
marked:
"Oh, my; oh, my; isn't lawful rainP
! dunno will it ever stop! Shure my
Mickey'll be dhrowued through an
through, an sorra dhry stitch have ! t
put an him when he comes home from
sChool!'
1t occurred to the good woman that
she might find something dry for her
boy to wear in the old trunk which her
husband had brought from Ireland and
which lay in the only other room
which the cabin afforded, and thither
Mrs. Finn made her way, Mickeys
old grey goat, finding the good wo-
man absent from the kitchen, quietly
entered and RECALLED himself on the
head of cabbage which Mrs Finn had
cut up a short time before to put in
the pot along with The bacon for sup
per. Breaking upon the goats repast
with stove litter in her hand, Mrs.
Finn eNClaimed:
"Oh, We thafe's breed, We! Ye dirty,
greedy diyyle. declare { me good
ness yed stale tn holes out iy flute.
Bad sess T. tn Bit will ye get this
noguL for the thrick.'
The goat retired very slowly, but
when his horns had been turned away
from her Mrs. Finn materially assisted
his progress with shove As she was
about to close the door Mrs. Finn saw
Mickey coming through the rain.
With uplifted hands aud with an ex-
preston of horror ON her face, Mrs
Finn said:
Och, Mickey, Mickey, why did yt
SHAY out in that wet rain? Shure
ye're soaked to tn skim, an yell catch
yerp death o. cowld!
While being relieved of his wet
clothing and ROBBED in his fathers
trousers aud vest, which gave him the
y.--E appearance of "A scarecrow, little
Alike told his mother that on his way
home from school he had gone to
teter DOlan's house to see the cauar-
les
But in the name of Finn McCool,
why didn't We wait till some suushiny
day ? asked Mrs Finn.
Mother, dear, OH. mother, if We only
seen thim waust ye'd go t see thin
again, rain or shine, so We would;
They ne that purity. Two o. the pretti-
est little yalla birds that liver ate grass
teal. Pether has thin in a big cage
% 'A wall, so he has, an We has L get
an "a iaddher Z see thin. An mother,
gear, ~1ure they has four weeuy weeshy
A..e uurds, all covered wild soft, yalla
"ooi' ah they cheep an cherrup at tn
ouia father am mother for all tn world
just ike little babies. An Tia ould
mother bird does be feediu' thin little
.I.s o what she do be attn hersef.
AN th' oul father looked at me as much
A. say that darnt go near thin.
fA'1, mother, I'd like q have wan O
do little burds, but | can't earn any
more money wild my scroll saw because
aruk. Pether put me up on tn
..-aAer t look at thin. an when
was up tn diyyle SAYS T. me: Mickey,
don't You sthale wan o. thin little
a.a aurds2 An dye know, mother,
llAl nae fingers was itchin' Z git hold
wan o thin. But saws me little
prayer an Ia dirvle went AVA. 80 he
a'i. Mother. dear would We buy me
wan tlam little brds?'
'Arrsh, dar.iut ashore, | can't buy
.e wan now, but wait tim we sen tia
chickens, Alt Il thry thin"
" lien little " Ike drew near to the
stove and lujJled down close to the
crate trying to get warm, aud after
"AGt be could eat no supper. his moth-
& hue" that something was wrong
RACING her Hana upon the bows shout