The Goodland republic. [volume] (Goodland, Kan.) 1891-1907, 1893-09-29

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CHAPTER Continued.
'My GodP'-her whisper was heavy
with passion-"you tague-a side weeth-a
Clotta? Me, I don care where eesl Hofe-a
the dev's god ERR
can I'll warrant ye, ma'am, he has al
organized detective FORCE out in search
O. the likes av her tonight, We may be
sure O. that! An plinty illuminated tran
sums above hell's sky -parlors IL open
their thrapdoors to welcum 'er in wud
music borrowed from heaven to entrap
an angelr' His voice trembled with
wrath. "Sure they'll give 'er 'er pick av
bridal dresses an safe at taste where
the bread she'll ate IL be as honest as
that We offered 'er-raised from the same
leaven an at the same price!''
''Wad you talk, Meester Pad? Bridal
dress ana same pricep Thing yo head
ees-a gone wrong! z no mo- rich-a mans
wanna C'lotta. Wad-a you say?"
81 say the divil has shtandin ordther
out for brides, ma'am, and the city
strates av dark night are his harvest
field, an whin an angel is thrapped IN
beknowinst 70 his bed he does mock
heaven wud fresh fireworks and ring the
bells O. hell for holiday! IT'S 10o'clock,
Mother di Carlo an rainin cats an dogs
this minute. We have child, fair bit
aV daughter, out hidin from We. She
knows no people. IT'S the first time 8
o'clock liver missed 'er from her little
thrundle bed. Can we tell me in whose
back alley I'll find 'er skullzin like an
odd cot fD3si11 :a7.h 70 f1,o
that's grievin afther herr"
His passion Gained the woman. She
looked dazed, but answered him nothing.
'If yer divinity II pardon me SHIRT
slaves till 1 do putt on me rain coat, I'll
shtep out mesilf an see if bechance her
ould granny can thrsce 'er."
Crossing the room, he proceeded to
raise the lid Of his trunk, but it resisted.
It was fastened-on the insidel
For a second only voice and wit failet
him,
"YeIl excuse me manners, ma'am, fer
lawn me saloon parrlor whin I've conf
pany, but I've call to enlist on the OPP
position to the divil's forrce," he said,
and with bow, ''Wull ye walk first,
Misthress di Carlo?"
OilU ollCI1bs UIlC WO1lichh s11OOO
and preceded him down the stairs,
Following, he hurried into the street,
but returned in q moment.
"Betther go back for me rubber boot
an me Numbered" he said. "Sure the
strates are flown wud wather," And
hastily he reascended the stairs.
"Whstg" he called, tapping gently
upon the trunk, and ''Sh-h-hl" as the
girls head pushed up the lid.
"Glory be to God Almighty" he whis-
pered as he carefully aided her to rise
from her cramped position, though she
remained sitting in the trunk,
''An did me ould box barber We again,
me little wan? An why didn't ye write
me the Ietther?"
ST never knowed hat to get married
till tonight. My nav SEE to me I mus
marry Socola, on 'coun' O my POI ill
brothers an sisters am
''Sh-h! Spake aisy, mavourneen."
''Then see my only chance was to
run away. 1t was dark outside. was
afraid. So then I thought about the
trunk, an climbed up over the back
she'd
''Niver mind now, darlint. mustn't
kOs = no AlldOCbll IL no Ill bIC1 4444oS1A A4Cs
But you stay heer. Make yersilf at
home tonight in me ould din. I'll Shape
below in the shop, an tell thin I'm on
the watch for Ye-which'll be Gods
truth. Ye're not to make yer appear
ance till she's wapin an wailin for
sight av We. Shtrike no light an off WI
yer shoes. I'll maneuver below stair
an ye kape silence above"
"You think the old man1l come back
for me tomorrow again" she asked anx-
iously.
''Heavens above! An didn't ye know
he's married to yer cousin Carlotta?"
The tension had been so great that at
this sudden relief the girl, trembling,
bent her head upon her arm over the
edge of the trunk and fell to sobbing
Historically.
Pat was frightened lest she should be
overheard, for he dreaded the mothers
unspent rage. He laid his hand tenderly
upon her head.
''Sh-hl The throuble's over now, dar-
lint, an Woona's heer to thrash onybody
but yer mother, an it's she that mustn't
heer YET
A sound of loud talking below reas-
sured him, however. The father and
brothers had returned from the wedding.
Carlotta heard it. and the distraction
soon quieted her. With Pats aid she
presently arose, and together they eau
tiously approached the opening.
In the tumult the fathers voice pre-
vailed. He spoke in Italian.
''What am that my wife lies to meS
You said the child consented. You lied,
hedi told you you should not compel
her. You are paid. am glad. But I
want my daughter. Where is the child2
What can do? Where I go to seek her
spread an ugly tale-Carlotta, the pref
ty daughter of Di Carlo, is not IN her Ia
Tiers house at night. A sweet story,
that. Oh, my wife is a fine schemer-
got rich husband for Toney's ugly girl
with the pimply face. Hal she is kind.
yes-I am glad. but only want my lit
tie girl"
In the midst of this. but not needing
it. the woman was contrasting her posi-
ton in broken Englisll-an appeal for