Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1892-07-19

Msca; ,a.hsr liked Maggie, and tha,
aggie liked Patsy was an ev;' La
sac- Ihey used to play tooethar !,
Wy uays before Patsy had IN w,r,,
ana now Patsy would tel, ba mor i
apout his experiences ~ ths 80 ~
scnooi, and how kind Father KEEN
Why, will We be thinkin, :, !.
meg, ne took me right into h;s ~ ~, -,
soday and played the organ for M - !,
accompanying his assertions with sa,
eraI convincing mods Of his head
NOW you don't be teIIin, nc
with those boots2" NV anu
oo ING very same, an they was all
Covered . with mud. | stood on TIE
mat ~ the door and he said .I,ome me
r raghl a. my child just as clever as
And what did he playg,
On I'M ne played a lot Of things. an I
sung Eileen Aroon' for him y
You sing2 You, Patsy2, and l;ttla
meg danced pas seul around the hou
5ou sing for Father Knighta What
ca; lie SAID, Very well done; come in
And Patsy did 20 on the morro,v
anu Tor many morrows. and at last M
ther Knight taught him the r1dimants
OF music, SO that he could ~ down u
Inc organ himself and in slow mi
nor way accompany his own treble
voice. And Patsy was learning at the
nignt school. too. And one dav MI
Didweli sent for him and told him
mat he would let him try the position
Oh superintendent over the other men
ana fatsy. never daunted at ANYTHING
TOOK IT. For three years he held that
position, and he kept up the school
though he began to cultivate a mus.
!ache, and the girls said they thought
It was time such big boy quit going
to school. But they did not know the
ambition that was in Patsy's heart
How could they2 None but Mep She
rather guessed at it, though she and
Patsy had drifted apart since thew
were grown up. She was a school
teacher and was away most of the
time, but she had always understood
faIsy better than any one else.
r., linen Patsy was promoted again.
This time to the city office, for his ed.
ucatlon permitted of that now. and
patsy's heart was glad. There was no
l1tle regret at leaving his native
town. All people who 90 forth into
the world have that regret. and the
home of their birth and the place that
holds the loved ones, is always the
dearest spot on earth.
Aunt Margaret cried until her ging-
ham apron was wet with tears. and
Uncle Michael stood at the gate a long
time before he went in the house, and
he didn't have as good relish for his
supper as he usually had.
Word would come back from time
to time that Patsy was doing well.
The village papers would contain no
tees like this:
mr.. r. Flanagan. OF -. spent Sunday in town
Or,
Mr.. Flanagan, of the firm of Bidwell, Flanagan
20, came home to eat his Christmas dinner.
Yes, Patsy became partner, and he
studied, studied all the time. though
he once declared to Father knight
that he would not like it at all. But
learning is like money, the more YOU
have the more you want, and one day
he was admitted to the bar.
All this time little blue eyed Meg
was working away at her school work.
Patsy had not seen her for long time.
but he had not forgotten her. Our
first childish impressions are the ones
we cherish and save until thew are
dispelled by later ones, to some ex-
tent, and SO he always remembered
Meg as she used to lean out of the
window as he went by, lean so far out
that she was in danger of falling on
her curly head into the pansy bed be-
low. He would have been glad to
have seen Meg when he went home,
but she was always away.
So time went on, and Patsy, entirely
against his will, was almost forced
into politics. He had no taste for pol
itics, but all through his life it was
noticeable fact that those things he ut
terly refused to have anything to do
with were the ones that he finally en-
tered into heart and soul, and so it was
with politics. And he served his con-
stituents SO well that they were not
satisfied to let him remain a mere local
politician, they must needs eject him to
congress, and one day Patsy took his
PAuSo ohiOuB ehO representative Va tut
people.
Aunt Margaret was there and so was
Uncle Michael. Proud2 Well, they
were! Two prouder old souls never
lived, and for days after their return
home did they repeat again and again
to their neighbors the story of it all. |
How grand he looked there among all
those big men, and he wearing whis-
kers as we'll as the best of them, and
their own boy, their Patsy.
People sometimes wondered why
Congressman Flanagan did not mar
ry. He was rich and lived in elegant |
style, and more than one of the capt.
tails bellies would have been proud to |
have presided over his handsome
home, but he never looked twice at any |
girl. They used to accuse him of not |
caring for anything but just business
and politics, they said he was wholly |
worldly, but under the dress coat of |
the handsome congressman beat the |
same true heart that throbbed under |
the nursery boys jacket.
1t was very busy season in Wash |
ington and Congressman Flanagan
was deep in political work.
MIR. Liscombe cannot come down
today; he is ILL.," was the word that |
came over the telephone to the con-
gresham as he reached his desk one |
morning. Now Mr.. Liscombe was
-z.-o@o,,- oy,l hour tho !