Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1890-08-15

| name OF LooneyP
IL don't know Of any gentleman in the
city OF thatname." was the reply.
| did ye never hear the name in these
partxf"
"No; except party up Dash lane. in
ons Of the factory tenementsr
Then Nick, thinking these poor people
might direct him TO their rich namesake,
followed the grocer's direction. and soon
found himself mounting rickety stairway,
every board Of which creaked beneath his
ponderous tread.
He tapped ct the door to which be had
been directed, and in q moment it was
opensd and he saw dimly by the light of
poor lamp woman with one child in her
arms. Everything in the room was very
poor but very clean.
"Is this Nisthress Looney!D he asked.
"Yss, yer honor" replied the woman,
softly.
I'm new come from Colony, ireland,
misthrsss, and am s'archin' for old friends
BY your name. They're people in fine cir
eumstancee, and I thought We might direct
me to 'em.p
The woman caught her breath, for the
voice was familiar, and she rose up and
laid hsr child down and stood in the door
While her visitor stood in the lax entry.
-nesA, deer Colconeyp she gasped '1'm
from that same, myself; but never heard
another one in this place blessed enough
to be born there-dear, dear Coloonyw
"Ths wifss name, afore she married,
vas Kathleen Byrne, and she married a
fable sort O. young man, and some say they
got rich here. If heerd right he had q
factory o his own in this place."
Here the pale woman gave groan, and
threw her apron over her head.
what ails ye, poor sowlf' cried Mick,
ihyusting his hand into his pocket for his
puEss Ia relieve her suffering.
The light which was behind the woman,
he'd shown on Mick's face, and Kathleen
knew him and thought he had come to
| persecute her in distress.
| what sils ye, woman, that ye howl
and wall this wsyf" he asked.
"Och, Mick, ye never knew this pale,
overworked crstur' for Kathleen
'Niver! What has befell your he ask
cd, stepping into the room and taking her
two thin hands kindly in his own, and add
ing, Where is Teddyf"
| "He's in his grave this last six months,
thank ye,' was the meek reply.
| "And who sees after ye and the childerf"
for he now saw another child asleep in the
room.
mot one! / washes and scrubs-but,
o. Nick, Pm that sick and heavy I'd be
| glad TO 60 back and lie down in the dear
old churchyard al COLONY and rest!
| There's rest this side o. the gravel
cried Mick. "Ye needn't go there for it,
dear heart"
And Nick stopped down and took up a
chubby sleeping boy Of four years, remark
ing, net very delicately, as he stroked back
his golden curls. There's no look of the
fsythsr in him, thank heaven!"
| Kathleen was too much overwhelmed to
| notice this remark: and when she removed
her apron from her eyes little Teddy was
laughing and playing with the iron chain
that guarded the blacksmith's silver watch.
In another hour the whole party, Kath-
leen carrying the younger boy and Mick
leading small Teddy, were gazing into the
/ store windows resplendent with gay colors
end jets Of gas. They were on shopping
excursion, and went home laden with
groceries, dry goods and new shoes all
round, besides oranges and candy.
Before Mick left his old friend he told
her she should never want "while his two
fists was spared him if-if-she would only
take him now in the end, and let him be q
fsythsr to poor dear Teds little boys"
"Shsms ON 70, Mick, to be ssyin' the likes
o that, and Teddy only six months in his
| Gsvsw sobbed Kathleen.
"But yen not ssy 'niver' as ye once said
In Coloonyr asked Mick.
"No, Mick. I'll not say that, but I'll ask
respectable time to mourn in; and mane'
time I'll work hard to fade my darlin
boysi"
TfI can do twice the work o. any black
smith In this country ye made not break
yer heart DER anybody's washtubw and
With lavish pride Mick threw a handful Of
gold coin ut her feet.
"I wouldn't touch it," cried Kathleen,
while can work. took the shoes ard
estsbles from sheer want"
"Och, well, I'll s'srch ont yer priest and
give 1t to him for ye! tn be hooly if it
comes through his hands," said Mick,
smiling. 'How long will it take ye to
mourn II out, Kathliep
Maybe year, Mick" was the innocent
reply.
Couldn't 20 get through sooner than
thstf'
"Ill try" replied the modest creature,
land see what his riverence says about 1t.
But Ill only take ye on two conditions,
Nick-that ye mend yer temper. and that
70 put up hsadstone to poor dear Teddy's
grave"
"I'll do that last-half dozen OF 'em II
70 say so--and do 1t with hearty good
viii. Och, Kathlie, I've grown wonderful
hooly since I touched foot TO American
shores. came here as fierce as u lion to
be rsvinged on Ted. and here's me, to-day,
90 hooly that I've forgiven HIM intirely,
and am supportin' mp headstone to his
grsvew
Mick found profitable work In another
city, and Kathleen was well looked after
by the priest who had a little fund to
draw on for her wants. When the mourn
yssr was out" Mick, who had conquered
his spirit In Q good degree, moved his
family, in style that showed real pros
psrity. to his home, and put up fluffy
dollar hsadstone TO Teddy's grave" ON
which was this inscription:
sAcRxp TO THE MEMORY
EDwARp LooxEY, AGED 80 YEARS,
BoRH IN
COLooNY, IRELAND,
EREcTRD BY
Mis- Invrua Avn an TRPuL PRIEND.