The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1894-10-28

the most precise rsrsoS In ths world. and now
be IL nearly An hour late-and then he tumbles
am AFRAID / am responsible for the delay"
from nj ,ss not other 6sr sISs tuT fsis ,ss PY0 SiGsSsd ap,e
the eyes. but l did not dare TO enter into expis-
Tom" ssid Tizzy, addressing her father
across the table, ii hope you bad 4 good run 70.
day" Twas odd to me that z young lady should
We'll; pretty we'll" said Mr' o.Conor.
end I hope you, we're up With the hounds"
rate was with them. and he can tell you"
oh, he wasn't before you. Know: 10 Eng;
n n!pDsH fG yo% s. Sc iR%pettlpent. miss," said Kate.
aYon can easily see. Mr.. Green that papa spoils
DO you hunt in top boots. Mr.. Green ~ said
TO this I made no answer. sne would have
half a minute. and the slightest allusion TO the
subject threw me int, a NJ OF preparation;
asked /, Siindiy Surryine into any other subject
OF. conversation.
Miss oNConor owned that she was fond q hunt
Of Castle Conor. she and Kate would ride out TO
AN Emission OF rare ccurrencs-the would
ride . few fields with the hounds.
But he let's TiZzy keep with them the whole
day" said she, whispering.
oh yss, TiETy has everything. she's paps''
on. ord T .% sJ yss are y gss ~ unless / |. ss. Jack make. .
make pets Of your sisters, MIR. Greeni'
I" have none. But II / had | should not make
pets OF them"
" Not Of your own sisters -
No. As for myself I'd sooner make a pet OF
my friends sister; . great deal; ,,,.. o,,o,o,
with the %prettiest look Of surprise imaginable.
Not at all unnatural, ! think" said ], lgnking
tenderly and lovingly into her face. Where
does one find girls so pretty, SO easy. so sweet. so
talkatiye as the Irish girls : And then with all
o. their misbehaying.y They certainly love
flirting, as they also love dancing. But they
tirt without mischief and without malice.
was beginning to think how well | should like
70 have Fanny; O'CPnor for my wife. n this
frame Of mind | was bending over toward her as
a servant took. away a plate from the other side,
when . scpulcbral note sounded In my ear. II
as though some one pointed in the midst of
my bliss 70 the sword hung over my head by a
ia his agony just above my head
,Ihey,s d,sthroying my poor feet intirely,
yer homer" / had committed murder like Mae.
beth; aud now my Banquo had come to disturb
VIVA is II he says to you ~ asked Fanny.
o nothing" | answered. once more In my
There seems. to he some point Of confidence
between you and our Larry. she remarked.
9 no." said !: quite confused; mot at ALL"
the f1 SaD, nssd not be ,h sshS c1nS,v Of IT, lialf
49, =" 49, E'e''y y y thuli
condolences with Larry and some of the ladies',
too | can tel you; He was born in this house
he has a larger circle Of acquaintance than any
next ten minutes. Whenever Larry was on our
side of the table, l was afraid he was coming
to to w ms with h another ! nen, Ss Dn, led, whisRe5ri; ,, When VI en-
hobbied In his misery. IL was evident that the
boots were too tight for him, and had they been
been less capable of yielding To the feet. / pitied
him from the bottom OF my heart. And I
bed up stairs with some feigned malady. 50 that
Larry might have had his own again.
And then for a moment ! missed him from the
room. He had doubtless gone to relieve his tor
tured feet In the servants hall. and as he did so
was cursing my cruelty. But what mattered it?
do that I would sppease his wrath when we were
alone together with pecuniary satisfaction.
Larry, Larry shouted Mr.. o'Conor. "Where
on earth has the fellow gone tor" They were
81 o.CS e1os'n wa ~ n ,ne me,e Z sMsep res myseilj and ma MI l
that fellow today what Is it, JackT.
O'Conor, the maiden sister, who always sat at
il was, it was audible all down the table.
No, ma'am; II amt dhrink at all" said the
sHts fsstr" Il. sf, Is hs f fem az o aGss IL"
Yes: ! know it's his feet" said that horrid
THY 1 |, Hes got on great thick nailed shoes.
"A :" '0
I glanced a: each side of me. and could see
mouth there was decidedly a smile. or
that way; whereas on Fannyfs part / thought
somsthing IKE a rising sorrow at my dis
send him back into the room Immediately"
said Tom. who looked at me as though he had
some consciousness that ! had introduced ali
dor Would IL not be best for me TO make a
clean breast Of 1t before them allf But alas! /
The coachman went out, and we were left for
aye minutes without any servant and Mr..
oConor the while became more and more saw
allied Vor J]dmcfIus hTsh.
II don't think he has got any others" said
least none others left"
INTO the family, as l could not have endured
% ~ said Tom. Jack, do 90 out and see What
""oh. there is nobody drunk. said Tizny. :"
Jack went out, and the .coachInan returned;
what was done aud said | hardly remember,
round, and as far as | can recollect the company
mute, neither eating nor drinking. Presently
It's ali right" said he, always liked Jack.
the present moment he just looked toward
a rightr" said Tom. But is the fellow
i've can ;dO with Richard. I suppose" said
mol. can't, do with Richard" said the
'ather. And | will know what II all means.
Where Is that fellow Larry 2"
Larry had been standing just outside the door,
md now he entered gently as a mouse. No
ound came from his football, nor was there in
,is face that look OF pain which Il had worn for
he last fifteen minutes. But he was not the
ess abashed. frightened, and unhappy.
What is all this about, LarryT" said his
master, turning TO him, II insist upon know
och, thin, Mr.. Green, yer honor, | wouldn't
10 atther telling. agin yer honor; indeed |
vouldn,t, thin, av' tbs, masther would only let
ne hould my tongue" And he looked across
I me, deprecating my anger.
Mr.. Green! !" said Mr.. O'Conor
" Yes, yer homer. It's all along OF his honer's
hick shoes" and Larry, stepping backward to-
yard the door, lifted them up from some cor
Ter, and coming well forward, exposed them
With the soles uppermost to the whole table.
And that's not all, yer homer; hut they've
qnOze the very toes Of me into a Jelly"
Thefe was now a loud laugh. In which Jack
nd Peter and Fanny and Kate and Tizzy all
ELF after a while.
"Whose boots are they ?" demanded Miss
''ConOr senior, with her severest tone and
rimmest accent.
deed then and the digil may have them for
ne. miss" answered Larry. They war Mr..