The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1894-07-27
luck to the old man. Now, look here.
three parts of that claim belongs to
you, it does,''
And he meant it

you, it doesr'
And he meant it
1892.
A bright, fresh morning with a few
white clouds scattered about the heav-
ems, the better to enhance the blueness
of the sky Ieyond. A happy spring
breeze dashing round corners, and
playing the very mischief with silk
hats and dainty skirts. whistling
through telegraph wires, and covering
the harbor with coating of continu-
GUS white foam. A morning on which
to- feel thankful for existence
1t is easily seen that something un-
usual is affecting the inhabitants of
Potts Point, that fashionable suburb
of luxurious Sydney.
At st. Mary's church door / find a
large crowd assembled, representing
all ranks of society, and. for the first
time, obtained some dim idea of the
event am about to- witness. In order
to make doubly sure | question an
ancient lady, whose dress suggests
connection with some charitable insti-
tuition.
At first she seems inclined to treat
my thirst for information with con
tempt, but finally a desire for gossip
overcomes her reticence. and She con
descendS to tell me all in one breath
that This ere is to be the weddin' %
Miss Athelwood; not but that 'er name
amt Athelwood, but kellarey. 'Er as
'dow'd the aims ouses down the street
which times bcin' bad an a lone wild
der as 'ad no 'usband an whose son is
doin' is last stretch, bein' as innocent
as a babe unborn. An rheumatic
bein' that bad, she would curse, only
she wouldn't. And Miss OSullivan. as
lives in No. ., said as 'ow Miss Athcl-
wood was worth well-nigh 'alf million
of money if she was worth a penny
not but that she shouldn't be- seein' as
'ow she had been born on the gold dig
gins, and every one knowed them was
good times. And prettier and better
lady never stepped, beggin' 'er pardon
for sayin' so"
The old woman, olace started, was
hard to stop. But | was interested in
Miss Athelwood, so ventured an in
qulry as to her parentage.
'Ah! well may yer say that; not but
what yer mightn't understand. seein
as 'ow ye're a stranger in these parts.
The poor young dear never 'ad no ia
ther to know but Mr.. Athelwood. the
lawyer. | card tell she were just
fetched up from them gold fields 10y
fcller called Kellarey-a miner chap.
who give her to Mr.. Athelwood along
of fortune which e said was 'ers
That's twenty year or more now-the
same year as my good man was took
by the perlice fer the Orange bush
rangin case, an i'm not never 50 much
as avin' 'alfpenny of the money,
but"
stopped the dear old lady's family
history by asking whom Miss Athcl-
wood was about to marry. AS put
the question an old and villainously
dirty swagman placed his roll of
blankets down at the church door and
pushed his way toward Us.
In beggin' yer pardon" my lady
went on, Miss Athelwood'S a-goin' To
marry, as it's not in my mind to re
member-a dook or a hearl. but | can't
say which on 'em. Haide-de-camp to
the governor. they do say e is But
look! look, ere they comes"
Carriage after carriage rolled up to
the church door and set down its load
of fashiOnables. Then, amidst contin-
uouS cheering, Mr.. and Miss Athel-
wood arrived She looked surprising
ly beautiful, and noticed that the old
swagman was so overcome with as
~
ing at the door long after she had
passed through it and we had rushed
into the church to see the ceremony
My whole attention was devoted To
watching the bride. | could not drive
her romance out of my head. She went
up the aisle a homeless gIrl. the prod
net of a gold field. and returned To
the music of Mendelssohn'S Wedding
March" countess and a member of
one of the oldest families in Europe
After all the carriages had rolled
away and | was turning to 60 the old
swagman touched my arm. saying:
''Miste-, I'm a-goin' To get yer to do
me a favor
Asking him what IT was, he replied:
Lets 20 somewhere ont of this,
where were alone. an I'll tell YER
When we had adjourned to a more
fitting place my companion spoke.
II guess you'd call me liar if | told
Won that was The man as brought up
that girl as we've just see married?
Bat | amin Dog Kellarey, sure
enough. i'm as give 'er into Lawyer
Athelwood's 'ands twenty years ago,
with 'er share of the mine that panned
out so rich"
why don't you go to her, then? l
hear she been hunting hlS IL anu loN
for you,'
That's Just it; know she has. But
DIVER think I'm a-goin' into the com
pany a. the likes - 'er friends? Not
me! I'd be maxim a fool o the girl.
and she'd be ashamed O 'erSef. No,
I've tramped close on four hundred
miles to see her married, and now I'm
a-eoin' back into the bush tonight for
good. | want you to write this ere in
a letter for met amt much. Say:
From Dog" Kellarey to is Lucl--
penny on 'er weddin' day and put in
the corner, 4 amt forgot yer. mind.
wrote as he directed, and inc,osed
what do you think? \ baby's little
wooden shoe, The old man had kept
this relic as his most sacred treasure
for nearly twenty years.-Guy Booth
by. in Pail Mall Magazine.
Ash Wednesday,
Ash Wednesday is 50 called from the
curious custom of strewing ashes on
the head as IA sign of penitence- 1t
was probably instituted by Gregory
the Great. who was pope from $40 To
6O4. Originally the ashes We're conse-
Grated on the altar before mass,
sprinllled with holy water; and signed
three times with the cross. During
this ceremony the priest recited these
words: Memento quod cinis es, ct in
cinerem reverteria- tRemember that
thou art dust and must return to dust }
The ashes thus conse Grated were then
a..f1 lot "a