Morning journal and courier., 1894-05-12

above all 50 sweetly and trustfully, as though her own had but come to her with ! full recognition and possession, that the 1 old man slipped her little hand from his thumb into his palm again and held 1t there firm and fast and sure.
 "Sure twas no great thing for Widow Neny to know you at once then," she con- tinued, gazing with radiant contentedness into the old mans smiling face. "Though it's more than a hundred years since last you came to Killarney, everyone knows you as we'll as If 1t was but yesterday that you rode the Lake on the fine white horse"
 A strange light of intelligence seemed creeping into the O'Donoghue's face sa he repeated: 'The great white horse, Mau- reen!
 "The same. It's the great white horse all fairies ride"
 ''And then, Maureen," ha returned, with difficulty repressing his merriment, "it is who am the O'Donoghue that revisits the people now and then to work for them won- ders and charms7''
 70, sure, the samel Didn't you leave the fairy gold and silver on the Widow Neny's table the morns Didn't bide in the hedge till they all ran after the money, and then scamper to tho lane here 80 you'd find me aisy on your way after me to the cabina And don't every soul of the Killar- ney IolK KnoW you Ie pnch a8aiu auu oio granny's word come true? Ooh, now that you're here, don't mind thim shamers at ] all"
 She waved her hand contemptuously at | the occupants of 8 long car which dashed ! by them through the lane. Strapped upon the vehicle were the poles for crane and
 long, heavy timber, ready rigged for a
 rude battering- ram.
 The O'Donoghue frightened his grasp
 upon the girls hand and then moved for
 ward rapidly. But 1t was long way to the
 hut beside the lake, and the intervening
 hedges and rocks quite hid 1t now from
 sight.
 When the two at last reached the turn
 in the lane from which the lake edge and
 the hut could be seen the frail walls of the ! latter were giving way to the heavy blowt
 of . swinging ram in the evicters' hands
 and the old flower matted thatch was tum
 bling in.
 | The girl looked appsalingly but with per
 feet confidence into the ODonoghue's face
 though 1t had taken on an unaccountabl ! whiteness and sternness as he gszed upoi
 the cruel ruin which had been wrought Maureen certainly saw tears tricklipg dowl
 his blsnching cheeks as he muttered: "Th old fairy was not in time to save the hu l where he himself and this helpless wal , l were bornl''
 . "Don't sorrow, little Naureenp at las said the O'Donoghus tenderly. "You fairy will bring you to better home be 8 yond the sea-"
 g "The same were dear old granny T words!" she answered with happy, glow 1 ing eyes; when the old man and the simpl t maiden turned their backs forever upo v the ruined home beside Killarney lake. ] They regained the highway; slowly dis @ appeared down the mountain eide, bsyon !, the old causeways and through the peace t full valleys; wandered underneath th l. yews and sycamores of Killsrney's plea.
 ant streets, scores of gaping peasant fol 8 making way for them with low exclamt a tions of "The O'Donoghue" as they passed I still hand in hand stepped into the con s partment of railway train and wer ? speedily whisked away from the wonder - ing Killarney platform throng. ], When left the same compartment, 6 6 Mallow, the venerable fairy and myse B were lasting friends; and tired little Mat a resn, her two chubby hands aattened or ' beneath her dimpled cheek, had croodle 7 up under his great strong arm and pi
 lowed herself upon his gentle breast 7 trustful, dreRmless sleep.