The Goodland republic. [volume] (Goodland, Kan.) 1891-1907, 1893-09-22

asks ye tell her L urged yo TO marry
ould gumdrops, but yell die first. If
do show me hand, 'blave she'd put me
out, an / think ye may made me maneu-
verin more norr skirrmish. Ye Just come
down like a thousand o. brick on him an
the whole lot an say ye won't an nobody
can make vel An I'll see We through ut.
Good night, an God bless ye. Sh-h-h-h!'
This last was to the baby, who fretted
again in the tranfer to Carlotta's arms.
Placing one of her hands over the other
about the shoulders of the sleeping child,
Pat laid his lips against them reverently.
"God bless ye-an God bless ye," he
said, and again as she went down the
stairs, "God bless ye," and he hobbled
back to the open window. sank upon a
chair and in a moment was sobbing-
and sobbing.
He felt so old, so dilapidated, so lone
" and forlorn, so rough and uncouth, so
far removed from his ideal of the man
who should dare aspire to the love Of
Carlotta - Carlotta, whose exquisite
youth and vesta1 beauty stood her in
stead of all the graces and refnements
of life, and yet he was so madly in love,
so deliriously jubilant over her loyalty,
which, no matter what should come, was
now wholly his, that he wept from a
full surrender of himself to his conflict
ing emotions.
He had sat here an hour perhaps
when the sound of excited talking below
drew him to the head of the stairs. 1t
was the mothers voice. "Oglyg' she was
screaming. "OglyI Fo' God sague,
Carlo, list'n ad C'lotta! Sayce Sig. Pietro
Socola ees-a wan ogly oil mani Ogly ees-a
northeenl Ogly ees-a good fo' wan man,
pritty ees-a for a woma'. F a man ees-a
pritty, ees-a no coun'. y CODA too strong
eye fo' pritty; hat to look ALA day een-a
glass. Talk aboud-a ogly! My God,
loog ad yo' pa! You thing me I ees-a
marry heem fo' pritty?"
The voice passed out into the other
room. This was only an argument, by
the way Pat turned, and going to his
shelf lit his candle, and raising his glass
moved it from one angle to another study
ing his own face.
can do wonder, TO the love o. God,
does the little darlint think me purity?
Faith an mebbe I am, but me style is pc
cular-a rustic landscape forninst a
turkey egg background. a mammoth
cave, a natural bridge surrounded by a
dinse perrarie on fire wud chips O. snow
in among the blaZes; thrOuble on the
borders, but refuge in the middle! An
mebbe that's whut the poor child sees in
utp'
The Interpretation was touching in it's
mingling of humor and modesty. The
face, while perhaps a stranger to recog-
nized elements of beauty, was yet more
than attractive to the observer who cared
to read its meanings. Generosity, ten
der heartedness, intelligence, wit-can
the face on which these are written be
called ugly?
The little blue eyes twinkled anew as
he dropped the glass and fastening q
last thread in Carlotta's shoe hurried
down stairs. There was no longer occa-
sion for retreat, as there was nothing to
hide, naught to reveal.
A general murmur of welcome from
the family greeted him when he appeared
in the shop. Even Socola. who had just
come in, grunted pleasant inquiry as
to his health.
''Sure an I'm convalescent, Misther
Socola," he said, his eyes dancing as he
IL ! il 10 old ia;n with friendli-
ness entire = new to III II. can how's
yersilf this day o the wake?"
''Oh, me l anna all-a-way kip well.
Feel-a mo- young efera day
"Droth an they're all alike" said Pat
to himself as he passed. cut. "There's
nortbin like a wife's grave for maxim
over ould min. Sure if I'll hal the fore
sight to marry lame Bildy O'She1 afore
ould Brindle hooked 'er into purrSatory
I'd be as much too young as I am tee
Gsrldd for love. it takes ~ Caid codgel
like Socola 'to shtand sic'l i lawn set
back an land out av tie c.; !c"
Instead of joining the group at tsie
door this evening Pat preferred to wai2i
abroad toget the fresh opea air al 4
find quiet retreat to tina Over t'o,.-l i.
Hailing a passing; Car ~, ,;:-soa strc-t
he rode out to its term :,G t.:e RI 7
and passing beyo2.i t,le ferry l2nd'..,
into a shadowy coG.;cr bai4iEd i = I1ll
of freight he sat down.
In the new retrospect GAaol2 ;..ltl
little affair dwiajilcsl j. RIFT insi.--
icance as trivieli-.:; c.:t BY tie way.
He sat here r. 1ast l-.,,.4; 1T, :
sorbed in his OWL them : w.,
matter which wy Re .1c2cd, =
punctuatel With i - a.. Pe =
''WoU4d Carsoti a; Il 5laval -?
it fair TO hor TO q. - Y,
human not tt, hos? /. - Ia
now?'
The last ques ion z,:.i @a 4
manned with Inn. .s',, L {,
now?n
He knew t,,ss t!,cse reyiyci eile-gic
and ambitina23 t,l.,s fllel l.iGl To lis In
ger tips wcre Eos t,---.. cry thrills, TN
less the whole were Il .e.sln, and eve.
so he would dra,.:l ont IA honorable so
luton.
IF he were really a man Worthy tru,
girls passing fancy even, 10 put it safe
1y, and not the could granny as which
ne had posed to himself for all thes
years, surely there must be STANDING
room for him somewhere in the world
Not in the roIlicling, frolicking world h
had left, perhaps, where two feet Oh
which to stand often fail to keep its in
habitants erect. but IN the industrial
world OF workers. on the edge Of which
he had dozed so long.
During the week fflIovrirssr while n.