The Dalles daily chronicle. [volume] (The Dalles, Or.) 1890-1948, 1891-10-26
CUNNING MRS. QUINN.


-Brannigan family that Mrs. Brannigan
had taken villa down at Clamville-by-
the-Sea for the express purpose of offer
ing her eldest daughter Tilda extra facil-
tiles for securing a husband.
Both Mary Cadogan, Mrs. Brannigan's
twin sister, and Mrs. Della Quinn were
aware of this, and as the summer began
to wear away these two old worthless
laid their heads together and decided
that they must hurry matters on bit
and bring Tilda's matrimonial quest to a
satisfactory conclusion
I'D loike to do Julia favor, would"
exclaimed Mrs. Quinn. beaming as she
discussed the matter with Mary on the
back piazza. She's been mighty good
to me this summer
"Julia's queer and she gets highfaultin
notions now and then, but her hearts
in the right place. 1t amt many girls.
now, when they've made their pile and
got as foine a place as this, as would be
askin their ould time friends to come
down and stay all summer. Faith this
is the first time in me life that for two
months runnin I've had puddin every
day "
Yes" declared Miss Cadogan. .Ju-
las good hearted. there amt no use
talking. But she's enjoyed hayin us
here She told me if it hadn't been for
Tilda's COINS on in that old shed, there.
she wouldn't have had nothin to COM
plain about all summer"
Mrs. Quinn exclaimed, impressively,
with broad sweep of her large right
hand:
do you know what I'm goin to do,
Mary? Well. I'll tell you now I'm
goin to get rid of that barn for Julia and
get an engagement ring for Tilda at the
same tonne. or else me name amt Della
Quinn and me invention has gone back
on me-"
The shed in question stood at the bot
tom of Brannigan's garden and was a
most dilapidated cross between a stable
and pigsty. entirely out of keeping
with the other portions of the villa
The landlord seemed to have entirely
overlooked it when he was repairing
and repainting the other parts of the
establishment. and though Mrs. Branni-
gan had entreated him with tears in her
eyes either to pull it down or make it
reasonably respectable. he had kept put
ting it off from day to day, until here it
was the middle of August, and not so
much as coat of whitewash had been
administered to the shed.
You'll have to help me, Mary, as
much as you can. pursued Mrs Quinn.
First thing we want to do is to get a
halo for Barney McGivern. He's foine,
honest, good lookin fellow, Barney, but
he amt romantic enough for Tilda. If
we don't she'll be hitchin herself to that
putty faced young Eugene Wyncoop. the
man wild the pedigree
but what does Barney be wanting
wild Il halo round his head? he amt no
angel
Oh, Mary, can't you see things at all.
| don't mean halo OF that kind. But
it's like this There's that Eugene Wyn-
coop, as r just travelin on his manners
and his pedigree. as he. calls it. which
hese;always carrying in his ppcke1
Tllda's SO struck wild the name and the
airs Of him that she won't as much as
look at Barney. s,f. =-
What Barney needs is little Of what
the poets cab the light which never was
on land or sea- call it halo just to
save tonne. .,..fsfr ~
That evening Granville by -the-Sea
was treated to two sensations The new
6re engine arrived in town and Miss
Tilda Brannigan announced to her as
sembled family at the tea table that she
was about to 90 on the boards of the
Granville rheater in the capacity of a
star.
The fire engine: had cost good deal
more money than had been expected.
and therefore the amateur fire company,
TO which both Eugene Wyncoop and
Barney McGivern were shining lights.
decided TO giyeca performance Of ..Se-
wanalza, the White Squaw,- TO defray
the expenses. Wyucoop. who was the
fire chief Immediately offered Miss
Brannigan the leading role. and that
evening after fire drill he came up to
the Brannigans to talk things over
They were all sitting ON the piazza
when he and Tilda appeared. He talked
to the company and then went over and
sat down by Mrs Quinn.
Here's something thaA perhaps, ysou
would like to look at. Mrs. Quinn" he
remarked AS he presented her with 4
roll of parchment. ..fye Just been
showing it to Miss Brannigan. and
thought perhaps it might interest the
rest of you It's my coat of arms. you
know. and my genealogical tree.
q trace my ancestry back to 1854.
he continued. with smile of pride
The first Wyncoop. as you will notice
was Archbishop Of Canterbury in Henry
XI's reign,
Mrs Quinn handed the parchmeut to
him without saying a single word But
no sooner were she and Miss cadogar
alone than she astonished that good
woman by droning to herself
William L. 1886 William l. 1887