Fort Worth gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1891-1898, 1893-03-19

Ike for dear life The room was ful o.
uLst kicked up from tl earth % the
floor twas WONDERFUL the noise % the
clogs an HE plnyih whites the house
seemed 90 shake Wild it an wild the
storm outside ON we'd have Thought the
bacon l'itrhcs d been Ialln' from the
Titcrs, twas terrible Wuua too fothcrp
WIS big turf fire ON the hearth. Ia
nVer seen la many candies UfOrC an
OF row they were ON the chimney
an the folk Jggpd an jumped la rows
iuciu another. nh' them That looked
towards the candles had their faces
lit, nm the others hud their faces durb
twas mighty fine watchin them an The
square shadows jlggln an iumpn ON
the wNllS Sudden comes loud knock
AT the door, Come IN cricd Young
Mrs. Coyne Mrs MechHn name
breathless she was. come Zoo. Then who
liver y'are, all Ireland "a he welcome
tonight She goes on iiggin ncin A
big man comes In wild God save all
here" Tho candles wus nigh blow out
by the wind, the rain splnshn1 i'm on MS,
an the room filed wild shmnlge from the
turf fire wher thn door Operd. The man
mnn looks round for the life o. mo
couldn't think who he was. | know Ia
seen him nfore nobody il'r hoods him
he slips auiet 'twixt two rowe of dnncprs
an he sits down on the bench TINT wis
afore the fire hv the table He sthoops
forrad houdin' his hands over tho mrf.
he looked mighty cold an tired thprn
was thick mud on bis boots his fripzr
cont was snppin an his hair was caknd
by the rain. he pokcd the 1ro wild
his foot: IL bln1ed mp. throwip' red light
on his face an his hupds Younp Mrs.
Coyne Meehnn ] manc went ON iigin'
Just hind him wild her hnnds ON her
"Ould Mrs. Coyne-a little shiverin'
woman she was, wild sduenlin voice
she gets up from whore she was squat
tin IN corner, she goes hohhln' nm
tottherin' along 10y the wall lanin on her
sthick-there was scarce room for her
10 still she sthnnds hy the man.
she put ont her left hand. shaku' IL was
Ike leaf an she lnys Il on his head
SAYS ohe' Nere welcome home arin
Phaudrig C0ync, me son. his sore
time you've been from us The man hC
never moves he sthoops there. an d
power o. steam comm from lis drenchpf
stockins'. Young Mrs Mpehnn she hurst.
out laughin' and sthops lNncin an roe,
an sthands near the man on his lcf
side. You'll be e1cusin' her, sir sayl
she she's terrible Guild. she's afthel
thinkin' you're her SOM The man start,
az her voice, he leans back from the FRI
Wild his loft elbow on the table, He
SOM suys he. He looks round and nj
at young Mfs Meehan. CIhn l coull
see his face fun: terrible sad he looked
M there was no spark In his eyes, h
eyes were dead. NY though they wer
wide open an seem ye they were doad.
Her sonr says he AN WHY not?
am go, Mrs Meehnn that hadn't seol
his face till then. she turns whltpr thar
milk. she screeches, all the folk sthol
dancln' the iiddles sthop playn', onl,
the bagpipes went on. for the piDer-ba
luck TO him-was blind and he wa
BLOWN that hard that he wonldnt haY
heard the last thrumpet Mrs Meehal
she clutches honld o the table Ike sh
was fallin' Whats this maneY an
says ohokin' Is " afther 4 jOke ware
or Is that yon, Phaudyigy Can it b
Ihaudrig2 Wasn't il on this table y
were waked2 All man alive. don't :
know that ye're deadly Dead or alive
squeals the ould mother. putin her an
round bis neck and lanin' On hlm--sh
was no taller than him though he WA
sisiin' dead or alive. we're welcoul
homo. Phaudeen acnslla.
rh9Ndrie he looks roAn' over his lci
fhoelther az fhe foll ihcy were m.
dled q the far Ind o TIE room, the