Fairhaven herald. [volume] (Fairhaven, Wash.) 1890-????, 1892-09-27
LADY OF GOLLERUS.

ueeu, WHICH may be translated smoking
his pipe. The sun was gradually rising
behind the lofty Brandon, the dark sea
was getting green in the light, and the
mists clearing away out of the valleys,
went rolling and curling like the smoke
from the corner of Dicks mouth.
IT'S just the pattern of pretty morn
ing" said Dick, taking the pipe from be-
tween his lips, and looking toward the
distant ocean, which lay as still and tran
quill as tomb of polished marble. "Well,
to be sure" continued he after a pause,
tbs mighty lonesome to be talking to
ones self by way of company, and not to
have another soul to answer one-nothing
but the child of ones own voice, the echoi
know this, that if | had the luck, or
maybe the misfortune" said he with a
melancholy smile, ito have the woman, it
would not be this way with mel and what in
the wide world is a man without a wife?
He's no more surely than a bottle with
out drop of drink in it, or dancing with
out music, or the left leg of a scissors, or a
fishing line without a hook, or any other
matter that is noways complete. Is it not
soS" said Dick Fitzgerald, casting his eyes
toward a rock upon the strand which,
though it could not speak, stood up as
firm and looked as bold as ever Kerry wit
ness did.
But what was his establishment at be-
holding just at the foot of that rock beauti-
full young creature combing her hair, which
was of a sea green color, and now the salt
water shining on it appeared in the morn
ing light like melted butter upon cabbage
Dick guessed at once that she was a Mer-
row, although he had never seen one before,
for he spied the cohuleen driuth or little
enchanted cap which the sea people use for
diving down into the ocean lying upon the
strand near her, and he had heard that if
once he could possess himself of the cap
she would lose the power Of going away
into the water; so he seized it with all
speed, and she, hearing the noise, turned
her head about as natural as any Christian
When the Morrow saw that her little
diving cap was gone the salt tears-doubly
salt, no doubt, from her-came trickling
down her cheeks, and she began low,
mournful cry with just the tender voice of
a new born infant. Dick, although he
knew well enough whgss he was crying
for, determined to keep the cohuleen dri-
nth, let her cry never so much, to see what
luck would come out of it. Yet he could
not help plying her, and when the dumb
thing looked up in his face, her cheeks
all moist with tears, twas enough to
make any one feel for her, let alone Dick,
who had ever and always, like most of his
countrymen, a mighty tender heart of his
own.
Don't cry, my darling" said Dick Fitz-
gerald; but the Morrow, like any bold
child only cried the more for that.
Dick sat himself down by her side, and
took hold of her hand by way of comfort
ing her. Twas in no particular an ugly
hand, only there was a small web between
the fingers, as there is in a ducks foot;
but twas as thin and as white as the skin
between egg and she'll
whats your name, my darlingg" says
Dick, thinking to make her conversant
with him, but he got no answer and he
was certain now either that she could
not speak or did not understand him; he
therefore squeezed her hand in his as the
only way he had Of talking to her. It's
the universal language, and there's not q
woman in the world, be she fish or lady,
tnat does not understand it.
The Morrow did not seem much dis
pleased at this mode of conversation, and
making an end of her whining all at once,
MAN, says she, looking up in Dick Fitz-
gerald's face, imam, will you eat me2"
by all the red petticoats and check
aprons between Dingle and Tralee," cried
Dick jumping up in amazement, ''Id as
soon eat myself, my jewell Is it | eat you,
my petp Now twas some ugly, Ill looking
thief of fish put that notion into your
own pretty head, with the nice green hair
down upon IL, that is so cleanly combed
out this morning."
Man" said the Morrow, what will you
do with me if you won't eat mei"
mi inn m xHffa
He saw at the first glimpse that she was
handsome; but since she spoke, and spoke,
too, like any real woman, he was fairly in
love with her. Twas the neat way she
called him man that settled the matter
entirely.
'Fish," says Dick, trying to speak to her
after her own short fashion, "fish," says
he, "here's my word. fresh and fasting, for
YOU this blessed morning that I'll make
YOU Mistress Fitzgerald before all the
world, and that's what I'll do"
Never say the word twice." says she
"T'm ready and willing to be yours, Mr.
Fitzgerald; but stop, if you please, till l
twist up my hair"
1t was some time before she had settled
It entirely to her liking, for she guessed, /
suppose that she Nas going among stran-
gers, where she would be looked at. When
that was done the Morrow put the comb
in her pocket, and then bent down her head
and whispered some words to the water
that was close to the foot Of the rock.
Dick saw the murmur of the words upon
the top of the sea going out toward the
wide ocean, just like breath of wind
ripping along, and says he in the great
est wonder as it speaking you are, my
darling, to the salt waterp
"It's nothing else" says she quite care
lessly. "Tm just sending word home to
my father not to be waiting breakfast for
me- Just to keep him from being uneasy
in his mind"
"And who's your father, my duckr says
Dick.
swhatp' said the Morrow. ibid you
never hear of my father2 He's the King
off he ruavaa IN ba et1rptp