The Universalist. [volume] (Chicago [Ill.]) 1884-1897, 1894-11-03

hundred pounds of her own that the
ould man scraped and saved. He left
Jennie the land, but what good was
it when the ould lord died, and Polti-
more came in an riz the rint? When
we were out there under Barlass she
never mentioned to us what was in
her heart. She came often, bringing
the food and the clothes that was life
to me and Jennie that lay
six months with lung complaint,
caught in that rotting place. An
little Jennie at the breast, and little
10, God bless herl expected. But
the day she could release her fortune,
for the ould man had tied it up till
she was twenty one, she was off to
Cork to 'torney, an she said nothing
to any one till she had bought the
lease of Agleesh from Major Hannay.
And one day, when Jennie was that
low that / feared he'd never lift his
head again, she came marching in,
and flung the lease on the quilt. Get
up, Jennie O'Connellp she said,
your farms waiting for you
"And the next day. we moved here;
and from that hour Jennie began to
pick up life and hope. We've done
finely since then, thank God; and
Major Hannay, kind gentleman that
he is, is, maybe, trihe kinder to
Jennie than to another by raison of
the good will he bears Joanna"
She stopped for breath, and then
went on again more quickly.
maybe tits shame to us for taking
it," she said, "but sure twas all done
before we knew word about it. The
cruel thing was that Joannas match
was nearly made with young Spell
man of the mills beyond. He cried
off quick enough when he heard
where Joanna's fortune was gone to.
Joanna won't speak of him now; but
often think she'd liking for him.
Anyhow, he wasn't fit for her, for he
was rich enough to have taken her if
he liked" She looked at us with
certain trouble. "I'm often misdoubt-
ing" she said, "that it's right to have
Joanna wearing out her days in
Dunstable's. Sure, Jennie talks of
repaying the debt we owe her, God
bless her! but we'll be old before that
comes about. She seems happy and
well" she added, looking at us visit
fully for confederation.
Outside the window Joannas voice
rang out in emphatic assertion on
some disputed point. She had young
Jennie by the hand, and her brother
strolled by her peacefully, his two
hands clasped behind his back.
"He's picking up wonderfully"
said his wife, her eyes passing Joanna
to linger on her husbands face; "but
there's no doubt Joanna saved his
life. DIR. Rogers said so; he said it
was the damp of Barlass Moor was
killing him, but l knew it was the
heart break"
We assured her that we thought
Joanna was happy, and we'll quit of
young Spelman. While she was at
Agleesh she certainly seemed full of
a vicarious happiness. AS we drove
away she leant across the we'll of the
car.
"Now, there's love for you," she
said triumphantly, "an' that's the
love | believe in. There's many
one talks of love before marriage. It's
myself doesn't believe in it then.
TITS all lies an deceivin' = SO it is.
Sure, I'd rather be behind the count
er at Dunstable's all my life long
than believe some that comes smell
ing after money-bags. A woman's
heart ought to be worth more than
even three hundred pounds"
They were the first words approach
ing sentiment we had heard from Jo-
anna. Rosa and | looked at each
other sympathetically, having a clue
to their meaning. A week latter we
left y, and since have heard no
more of Joanna.-Good Words.