Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1894-05-05

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black as a thunder-cloud.
Well. was surprised enough to see him.
an he saw 1t.
SO I've caught you.' says he; you've
been ridin' with the butler an the more I
denied 1t. the madden he got. An what
do you name by dressin' yourself UP like
a w,ddyr says he II you want to be a
with that he took his hat. an left the
lodge. 1t had looked like rain all the day.
am there came on a fearful storm in the
house. thinkin' he'd come back In the
mornin. But when two days went by, an
he niver came, the masther came to the
to see where h. Ta: an there wa;
the neighborhood. All we could fnd was
that he had taken a little boat to row
across the bay. an most likely the squall
had overturned 1t. for It was found fioatin'
far out, bottom upward. but Terry or his
body We never found.
Thin were the sorrowfulest days o. my
life mum. The misthress was very kind
to me. an come often to see me an wanted
me to stay all the time at the house In
stead of spendin' my nights 80 lonely at
the lodge. But I wouldn't do 1t. for /
all. an If he came back some avenin' he
should find the windy lighted an the sup
:" MY poor Ellen says the MISTRESS.
sure and certain
I'm my heart I was near belavin' her.
| but kept up courage on the outside until
the end Of summer. whin the family whit
away to the city, an left the place all
lonely for the winter. The butler called
last Of all. bringin' with him a great bum
die.
Fl" This came by express for you from
| New York. says he.
81 cut the string. an saw it was a parcel
Of black gowns.
Belize it is Mrs. Delacey.' says the butler.
| She whit down to New York q week ago.
says he.
with that 1 burst out cryin' an tied
thin up again, and tould him to carry thin
back to his misthress.
You can't behave that Terry is still
Twin says he. An you ought to do him
the dacent thing by dressin' as a wildly
ought A great consolation you'll find it,
says he. an I'll put weed In my own hat
| to show my respect
An how do 1 know that am a WILDLY?
Shure it's not the likes of you. Dinnis
OLeary, that will make me behave he's
'Shure, who will you belaveg says he
It's not me alone, but the whole community
says he's dead
IN not behave any one but Terry Gays
1. Not till Terry himself tells me that he's
dead will behave myself a wildly
| Sure, / niver before wished the appay-
renee Of a ghost says the butler, but
here's to the speedy comm Of the sperrit.
Mrs. Terry an whin next summer comes.
thrust l may find you settin' your pretty
cheeks off with q Grape veil like a rayson-
able Christian. resigned to the doin's OF
| Providence
with that he took himself and the
bundle of, an 1t was a long an lcnesom ,
winter spent in the little lodge, with no
neighbors but the dairyman and his family,
| who stayed TO take care of the cows, for The
other servants had gone to the city with the
family 1 earned some money helpin' make
the butter an 1 was putin II by whin
heard that Terry's ould feyther and mither
were to be sent to the poor house, an had
| I'M, hrptl0hf To Lodi an 4 h.
old feyther to his grave, an the ould mither
back to health again. Thin the spring
came. but can't say that was glad to see
Ii, for / knew that the family would come
back, an the butler, an that he would be
afther botherin' me again. An bother me
he did, an SO did the whole parish, for first
he sent stonecutter man to me to put up
gravestone to Terry, an the praste him
sell tould that ought to be havin' pray
ers said to get him out of purgatory, an
the tavern keeper brought me a bill that
Terry had been runnin' up unbeknownst to
me for whisky, an 1 sawtthat II began from
the time that the butler came to the villa,
an like as not II was because Of the trouble
betwixt US An while 1 was castin' about
in my mind which 1 should pay first the
tavern keeper or the praste, and how
should get the money to pay either, comes
the butler again-an', Mrs. Terry says he
'shure it's little we all see you care for your
husbands mimory. or you wouldn't grudgs
| him the bit of Grape that tells Of mournin'
Thin that mourns shall be comforted, but
| maybe II 8 right you are, for faith Terry
was not worth the grievin'.'
with that l grew angry. An says L
It's none of your comfortin' want in any
case Dinnfs OLeary. an what made have
to Stipend on the mournin whin my heart is
In Grape for him all the day long. an it's
| better should save his credit in this wurrld
| an the mkt by payin' his debts an the toll
rates from purgatory than shpendin' on my
own dressin.'
with that the crayther saw that hone
mad well nigh lift me. an says he What's
the need of your slavin' in this way Mrs
Terry? Teddy had his life insured in your
| favor, an there's a matter Of six hundred
| dollars awaitin your call, which will clear
OF all debts an lave you a rich WILDLY An
what's the money got to do with your dress
IN, m. aytner! For here is this bundle Of
send you at all. at all. for by the same
token she knows nothin' about thim.'
Thin you bought thin yourself says /,
an it's not that will be afther acceptin
such present from you
But he denied IT by all the saints, an
left the bundle in the door. an put IL on
the top shelf in the closet stin mistrustin
that he had bought thin himself, an that
| the truth would out at last Well thin
| considered an considered the matter of the
Insurance. but whin thought that II had
| to shwear, as the butler said must to get
the money. that to the best Of my belafe
an wish that Terry was dead to ali intints
and purposes. dead for sure an all. wild no
hope OF any resurrection. SO far as this
| wurrld was concerned. 1t seemed to me that
was sellin' the bit Of hope that had lived
all these months on, an 1 couldn't do ~
So. how 1 don't know. but that summer I
lived through. an woful one II was. I
paid Terry's debts. an 1 had the masses
said. an L was consderin' an iligant marble
shtone for the buryin' ground, the which I
meant to have earned to pay for by New
Year for the misthress had lift me plenty
OF work to do Whin a gurl in Ireland the
nuns had taught me to embroider an to
mark linen, an the misthress had lift me
| a pile of sheets an pilly cases an napk en-
an towels to work her monogram on. am
pleasant 1t was to sit by the foire wild the
| ould mither an think that with every LET
ther was maxim was payin' for the cut
TIN Of another on Terry's tombstone. An
determined not to stint the epytaph. bur to
give him a good long one, settin down ali
MS vartues. an 1t should read somethin'
like this:
| Here lies the body of
TERRY OFLAHERTY
| Which Is not buried here. havin. n,v.-
been found, he havin' been capsized
one dark night in a wherry.'
ut was more like a dory, but said
| Wherry' for the poetry.
He was the kindest an best of bus-
panos an fellows barrin' a bit ouick-tem-
pered an thrife jealous His WILDLY
trects this MONUMENT as New Year pris
emit to testify her woe. an that she will
never behave him dead till he comes an