Western liberal. (Lordsburg, N.M.) 1887-1919, 1891-05-15

quence was that ! got me pass, and was
having Purgatory on the run, whom who
should ! run acrost but Pat O'Rourke.
Hello, says he, are you offy 'Yis, says
/, and I'm in a diyil Of a hurry Tim
says he, did you send the fat SOW that
you promised me WILDLY on the night Of
the wakcy No. says 1, Il chime forgot
it when I got sober Did you sit absO-
lutiony says he. No says i; when
Father Malone was giving me absolution
l was so busy trying to remember the
things l had done that ! clane forgot all
those / had intended to do with that
Pat called out, Stop himr and they
stopped mein a iify. Ishowcd me pass.
but Pat told his story, which I couldn't
deny, and thin they clapped this chain
on me, to carry, rs they said, till I re
damed me promise or got absolu.iOn.
Now, ! have me pass. but do you think
what a foine sight | should make in
heaven, frightenin' the young angels,
wild me chain hangin' ana bangin' about,
and hearin the young ones sayin', at
very turn, There goes Tin Sullivan wild
. broken promise haugin' 30 him. And
row, Peter, this is whit want wild ye:
I've selected the pig, but / want you to
drive him TO Wildly O'Rourlie's door, for
III let We know, Peter, that there's ne'er
a ghost in heaven or 'arth that can drive
a pig whin he has the divil in him, which
same he usually has"
"All right, said Peter; I'm wild ye.'
Then the ghost said to Peter, ''Can
you fly"
mot much" said Peter.
With that the ghost tore off a bit Of
the sheet he was wearing rs a kind OF
Roman toga, and handing it to Peter
said, WRAP this around your arm, me
boy, and yen Fly Tid the aise Of a wild
duck
Wrapping the piece of cloth around
his arm Peter rose from his bed, and say
ing, "Im wild We now, Tim, out Of the
wiadOw they sailed together.
Before very long Peter found himself
near a large building, from which he
could hear the sounds of cattle, and
soon he discerncd in the obscurity the
forms Of animals in a neighboring in
closure.
"Here we are, and here are the pigs. Sc
said the ghost.
The ghost ard his companion anne to
the ground close to q big fat SOW that
was c%ontentedly sleeping, when Peter
remarked; ''Tis no aisy job to run in
this pig. How many miles is it to the
Wildly O'Rourke'sy'
"Only four miles" said the ghosts;
''but / have a plan to make short work
of it. Have YET praty in your pocket,
Peter?'
Il have" said Peter.
"Then breathe on it aud hold it to her
nose and she'll follow ye like a dog"
the which Peter did, and after an hour
of good work they arrived and knocked
at the Widow ORourke's door.
"Who's knociin' thersy' said a sleepy
voice.
cts 1, Pete Donnelly, and a frind
with a prisint Of u pig fer ye, Mrs
O'Rourke."
This is no time Of night comm to an
honest .widdy's house: bat | know We for
a pure man, Pete Dolnslly, ana I'll ope
the door, if yen bide a minute, till /
throw on a bit Of mt clothes"
A few minutes later the door was
opened by Mrs. O'ROurke, who, light in
hand, asked Peter and his friead in, but
when she noticed the white garments
and ghastly face of the ghost she threw
up her hands, dropping the light and
shrieked, "What divil'of a ghost is this
wild we, Pete D~onnolly?' to which Peter
replied in soothing tones:
Sure, be calm. Mrs. O'Rourke, it's
only Tim 5ullivan's ghost. Ye must re-
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walked him, and doyoa not call to moind
that before he quit ye that ayenin' he
promised you a big, fat sow
"He did that" said Mrs O'Rourke;
''and | was surprised that he should
think Of LAWN this world and forgcttin
n poor widdy-m)re, by this token, that
Wildly Sullivan has had the loan Of me
saucepan now foiye times for to fry saul
sages, wheniver her company has stayed
to tay'-
Then said the ghost, 'Mrs. O'Rourkc,
I'm PLACED to foind We in this nsoind, for
I've come all the way from purgatory to
redame me promise, and here's the sow,
and good luck toye, Mrs. ORourke."
At this moment the SOW walked in the
open door.
"NNhere did ye get the SOW, ghost Of
Tim Sulliyun?' said Mrs. O'Rourle.
"Icannott tell We that, Mrs, O'Rourlie."
"Then III not take the pig, and now ]
look at her, there's a squint ia her eye,
and I'll have zone Of it, and don't loike
the looks Of ye, either, ghost Of Tim Sui
livan."
"Tll lave the zig wild ye, Mrs.
O'Rourke, and I'm quit Of me promise.
So now, farewell, and III be Off"
"Not SO, begorrah. Take your divil
Of a pig and yourself wild her. III see
you in purgatory before | take YOU evil
eyed pig in me house."
care you a Uni Of your word, Mrs.
O'Rourkey"
81 am that, Mr.. Ghost"
"Then come along wild me, Mrs
O'Rourke, and, taking her by the waist
the ghost Of Tim Sullivan flew out o.
the window, bearing the shrieking form
Of Mrs. ORourke with him.-Sleg il
Argonaut.
The First Electric Victim.
The first death in the world, so far a
we know, from artihcially conducted