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

were dnncu' all stharin' ut unl; some
a. the women were pfdyin' aloud. the
hiddlers ON the table werc/so heightened
they darn't git down, but th' ould fool
OF n blind piper goes on ployin reel
Just the same. burstin' bis checks. Fhou-
Orig he looks roun' an ye could hear the
folk on the left side % the room gaepin
when they met his eyes. lie looks buck
at his wife 'Deady said he. ] am SO
worse luckv Phaudceu,' says Oh Quld
mother that was holdin him that tight
you'd have thought lac was gold tel
mo. is it I'm he'll or heaven yarcF An
whore would ] says bhaudtir but
where nll the folk urp--in M Other
CounthryG Thnrc they are ali oul folk
that have been dead ages ago It's tue
snme life over agiuah God pity ms
an! aich life MS hp lived hgrc over upin.
wild little 90 ate aud little Mise. lis a
country Ike this SAME. rocky M hlrd,
an there's no kindness in the hills. 0n.
we go dshiu' on Wild and black NIGHTS.
John Mcchuu. who was drunk, hc Hthug-
gers ntro4s The rom thiE eyes wore ncnr
shut Ike he YVES asleep. en- hc spoke
as IL he'd nu egg in his muoth. lie
slaUs Ph1udrig on the back. Cheer up,
Phaudrig. me man. slys he, for why
are We so glumg Sure q heavy heart
sclloms combs gray head No man
shall bp glum ON my weddiu' night. an |
mUrryiu' your Wife Ph0udrig looks up
at bis wife. IL that 500 says he very
quiet he was always q mild mon. Size
himself An the time the hugpipes go
on plnyiu' the rccl Phnudrig goes on,
III Zoe askin' your pardon. mann I'd
not have come if I'd have Known. SAYS
hc. He Stands an looks roun' nt the
folli-ye could hear them gaspin ngin
when thpy met his eyes. 'Nc noedu't be
800 afcurpd. good people, says he. very
quiet like, 'ye were glad enough 10 be
friends wild me once He shoops down
an kisses his oulj mother. no goes an
opens the door, the wind rUshcs In wild
RATA drcnrhln the most of u.s. the room
filled wild shm0kc from the fire, all the
candles were blown ont His Ould moth
en- she hobbies tottpriu afthpr BIN
-duoaln'. All, for Gods sake take me
wild SO, ucushla Don't be- lcUyu' mo
'hiud ye. Phnudoen.' But he goes out
from the door
H. "a LETTER FOR IRELAND"
As / was passing lntcy through para
disc Walk, ! saw old Biddy Gollahcr sit
ting ou The doorstep of I0hnsOu's house
| with her elbows on her knees and her
/ dirty hnuds buried IN her tOusplod gray
hair. She seemed In high good humor
and bpumcd on tho world but Die
world of that small Chelsea Stun took
small heed of her scowls she was a dee
PRAYED and lone old woman her face
wa. pluptod. and 4be was sbuppd like n
tnb. and her clothes were RAGS. There
| vas mo- pnuse In her Numbering tnlk
! cycopt whom she WINS aslppp on drunk
! nud In to1k n mower Of ,viisky An Al.
irrce bcr Now sbo was holding forth
| rlooiieutIv tbougb II criunlnd bnhy sit-
| ung i'm n cuttrr neor her was hrr only
! listener The neouIo of porndisr Walk
| worn busy cbenrur two yyoshnr,yor,rn
! VIII, wpfp lighting Recnuse Conn,.
nnrn bro,,ur yyns music to me slammed
! for IA uintnant 4, hear BiJdr
"Tm me- rrnp'mother" shn WINS sovipg
emo own ould gran mother diJ nse to
| live in Bolinnbodrrren Lel,iud I,eenoon
ON de roni to Mann Sbo Hi use no sit
so In de Joor,ynv smokh,' nor blnck nine.
| an dere was lao nnstin' ler An mo
| fntbor dociut man. t;oJ resf him, he
| rnuldn't gnt ONT of tbc bousa Inn shs Ion
| him rio was terrilin sthronr but be'd
rather bnve stbonppd Inn thrrn foriver
dan be- rough Mid do Guild woman. "Ts
n nlensnnt nloce os R1iinnLodnreep an
dc folk are kindly; dcy bear wild ould
women, aud dcy are gentle wild sc when
| we're dhrunk An, lis dere / wish /
was now. Dey DO bee telin' me dat Bal