The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1894-04-26


~ sow err shoe"
The old shoe. torn aud muddy. which
the boy laid in Pats hand. bearing the
unmistakable impress Of the physical
vigor and discriminating step Of
growing girl. was neither small nor
shapcly, hut Pats hand trembled visihly
as he touched It, and he felt 30 queer that
be was frightened. He seemed to sec
Carlotta standing in the flesh before him
"An my NAV seq. she seq If you'll sew
it righd away. cause C'lotta amt got no
more shoes, an
"All right, Tell 'er she'll have a new
shoe built around the patch Ill put ON
it, an-oif wud We now"
As the boy disappeared Pat turned the
shoe about in his hands slowly, and per-
ceiving the trembling of his fingers ex-
claimed:
"The divil's grandmother! Sure an
wouldn't know mesilf from a shallin
/ Quaker or quakin Shaker, I'm that rat
tied! But I'll kes the fut av 'er ony-
/ howl And he laid the old Shoe against
his lips with caressing movement.
1t needed many stitches, and Pat was
still at work upon it an hour later when
he heard the signora trudging up the
stairs.
Hello, Meester Pad, ma como talk
weeth-a YOU she began while still in
visible. Coda so much-a troub' hat
to spik weeth-a you" And as she finally
reached the landing she exclaimed, look
ing about her: name o. God! Well, |
sweat Pasquale ees-a tell me you was-a
pud on-a plenny style up here" Cross
ing. she dropped into IA seat at Pats side,
putting the baby which she carried upon
the floor before her
"Fo God sague Never was-a see you
so fine-a biffo. B'hef you goin a ged-a
marry, Meester Pad
"Arrah, thin, l mays well confess.
Carlotta an mes plannin to shtep over
to Stint Alphonse's some fine mornin an
run across to Algiers for weddin tower
an back again be the Magazine market
FIR bridal breakfasht. Sure an we're
only tarryin for me mother-in-law's per-
mission"
This bravado helped him immensely.
He had said the same thing substantially
a hundred times before, but not for a
long time Instead of laughing, as of
yore, however the signora grew serious.
"Dthaz-a just-a TO wad Tina gonna
talk weeth-a you, Meester Pad. Ola
coze | know you CODA nobody fun-a nor
theen; you hat to mague a lila fin some
time; Oud know sometheen? Young gal
ligue-a Clotta ees-a CODA no SEM.
C'lotta bllef thad She thing you eel-t
low weeth-a ner."
IAN who seq Sic dces?"
81 anna sho'-sho she Dlief thad."
"An who seq she does;' repeated
with keen vehemence.
Nobody, only 'erselve ees-a say it."
can who did she say ut to? She uivel
said it, ma'am"'
my God, you thing-a me I'm iiari
Clotta SEE to me, SEE | don'-a Iowa nc
man bud-a just-a Woona. Wadyou Gala
thad?'
"Begorra, an l suppose she loves her
father betther yet. Who the divil shud
she like betther nor me, she that's afther
cutt'n 'er eye teeth on me thumb nail?"
"Of-a coze dthaz-a thrue, bud-a you
don un'erstan, Meester Pad. Coda SC
much-a troub' weeth-a thad chill Now
ees-a raise 'er so big, an she sassy me tc
my face. God knows weesh me l vast
dead! Coda so much-a troub'. Fol
two days can'd do northern weeth-a
C'lotta. Coda fine chanz, C'lotta, al
she don care northern 'boud."
"a fine chance, has she? An whut is
itY' His heart stood still.
"Pietro Socola ees-a wan reech-a man,
Meester Pad. Wanna marry weeth-a
C'lottar
THE divil's pitchforkl An whut does
-whut does she sayg'
'Say she wOn'-a marry weeth-a heem
Cand do northern weeth-a Clotta. Hel
pa ees-a whip 'er, me, ees-a whip 'er
an the mo- we ees-a beat 'er the mo she
ees-a sassy me to my face"
Pat was speeches. with surging emo
ton, and the mother continued:
"Pietro Socola ees-a prormis me al
Carlo tousan dollah ana tague zen
een-a pardners f Q cana ged C'lotta
Oh, ees-a crazy fo' Clotta-lov' 'er 81
hard"
IAN did e shpake love to err"
Zone time 'ees-a try speak weeth-i
Clotta, an Clotta ees-a slap Is face"
IAN whut did he say?"
HE ees-a just laugh. Iowa Clotti
so hard e don care. Want 'er all
same. Theng God fo' thad. Tell you
Meester Pad, plenny troub' cen theze-
worr Come-a talk weeth you 'bou,
Clotta. M gonna call FER talk weeth-
you. You muz-a please talk-a SEM weetl
'er. Tell 'er she hat to marry Socola
Clotta do anytheen-a TO you"
Pat was diplomat enough to see tn
worse than futility of opposition. Fl
let her call Carlotta.
Paler than he had ever seen her, he
pallor exaggerating dark bruise upol
her cheek, but with her head erect, sh
appeared before them.
| 'Whut ails yer face, Lottie?' said tn
4 man gently as, drawing a stool to hi
side, he motioned to her to be seated.
She remained standing, however, an
{ the mother answered:
9 when somebody slap-a company in
! face, muz-a show er how il feel to have
, face slap"
3 IAN who done uty'
me myselve done it. Slap 'er fac
good TO- her! Muz-a teach-a my chill
some manners. Lila mo- would-a put
Clottas eye oud. Hit 'er good weeth
+ tin cup. Take plenny pains, vas, teach-i
/ Clotta manners ana raise FER nice"
The tension Of the situation here wa
happily relieved by the Signor di Carlo
, who called loudly in Italian for his wifi
a to come and light up the shop. Sh
! would have hesitated, but an imperativ
5 mon posse sestare! Spicciatevi!" warned
t her that her lord was impatient.
. She rose hastily, slipping her feet deft
? ly from under the child, who had crep
!. up against her and fallen asleep, an,
q bidding Carlotta ''min-a the baby" huT
n riedly descended the stairs.