Waterbury evening Democrat., 1894-09-25
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my dear-a delicate poetical imblim, bedadP"
 Its beautifully said Mrs. Moloney, profoundly touched, as she uncorked the bottle and filled up two large port glasses. Then she added: ''An I'll cook it. Tell him to come tonight an help ate it An come you, too. Tim, and Misthriss Brennan
 So it was all understood.
 Tim had. like most of his countrymen, the feelings of gentleman and tke tact of courtier. That was why he and his wife arrived designeGly late. having sent message that supper was not to wait.
 Had they come sooner a slight incl dent might have been avoided, though possibly it all happened for the best.
 For, leaving the tete-a-tete meal and the conversations to be imagined by the reader. the crumpled rose leaf arose ill this way. Mat had lit his pipe and had asked the widow how she liked the card and the verses.
 She laughed and replied that she didn't know about the verses, except those he had been talking for the last hour; but, as for the card, he ought to know, for he had eaten the half of it.
 Upon this, Mat had jumped off his chair and exclaimed: "Then it's dead man am, an it's wake I'll be afther attending, an not a wedding! thought there was q quare taste about that piece of frizzled fat. -
 "What does tine cra:uTo bn 'aning at all?' cried she ill surprisc.
 ''It's poisoned l am. That heart was all over rcd lead" said he, falling back into his seat
 "Poisoned, you black hearted will lain?'' screamed Mrs. Moloney. Then take that!' and she broke jug on his head.
 It was Gt this point that the Brennans arrived. Tim promptly knocked Mat down. and then he naturally became curious to know what the ambiguity was about.
 He's poisoned nler' said she be- tween a shriek and sob.
 Tim seized Mat and threw him on an incomplete but unmatched dinner serv- ice, part of Mrs. Moloney s stock, which stood in a corner on the floor.
 The widow, hearing the crash, smash ed a chair on Tim's back, whereupoR Mrs. Brennan took her by the hair, and the two women fell into some miscel- laneOus lots i'll another corner. Then the neighbors came ill and took indiscrimi- nate sides, and matters generally hum med for a short time.
 Eventually Tim got an inkling of the difficulty, told them to be quiet and narrated all the circumstances, to the great relief, joy and amusement of all the parties.
 4 pailful of water and a yard or two of sticking plaster. with few pins for the women, quickly set things smooth and smiling. Mrs. Moloney made them all welcome, and soon liberal supplies of whisky, porter and tobacco were for mulated. Additional candles were lit, Illuminating fitfully the front shop, whose contents seemed the embodiment of the confused thoughts of the guests tables stacked with their legs in the air, cane chairs hanging on the walls, blank Gaseliers suspended from the ceil- ing, while lighted lamp stood on the floor to prevent stumbling into the busi- ness portion of the establishment, and all went nerrily. Mrs. Moloney for one brief cCstatic moment sat on Mats knee, but they were severally picked up and revived, though the chair was pulvcr- ized, and Mat sang the "varses'' which Tim had produced from his pocket along with tho card.
 Tim had applaudcd. wept and gone to sleep in the middle of tine song. but the approval which greeted its conclusion, composed as it was of shouts. shricl.S, knOckings. tears and q free fight in tho southeastern corner. efTcctually woke him.
 Somehow after confused interval of health drinking, rccrimination and em- bracings the party found itself adjourn ed
 Mat and the widow arc to be married so soon as tho necessary formalitics can be arranged Million