The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1895-05-28

so marrow that man IN armour must
needs walk sideways--the abode OF the
chieitain and his own blood began
Murtogh was ready to hear the message
Of the king OF Spain.
The broad. rough.hewn table with its
dishes OF hali.cleaned bones and broken
chooses and bread. its drinking horns
and iagons, and litter OF knives and
spoons. had been given over to tho
masters greyhounds. who stood with
their long nocks and muzzies noisee.s.
II here and there among ;he remains OF
the meal. A clump Of .eeds, immersed
in brazier OF fish oil. burned smokily
among the dishes for light
When. at tho finish OF the eating,
Murtoch had given tho signal for depar-
ture TO tho dozen strong men nearest
akin to him. or in bes. favor, there were
left only his son, slow. good lad. born
of first wife long since dead, tho blind
Owny, the Spauiard and tho Latham Tor
prematurely gray) young priest.
Then Murtogh said to this last man /:
"DonoCh. son OF Donogh Blade. have
not trowned on you nor struck you. for
the reason that you are my guest Blu,
because my hand is open to you. it is no
reason that should lie and pretend
that am your friend or YOU mine.
Your brother. Diarmait, the one I
could not got to kill, calls himself my
heir, and twice has sought TO take the
lie OF my son here. my Douogh baoth.
Therefore. l will have youEo now aud
sit below with the others. or read your
| prayers in your chamber, where you
| will sleep, because will hear now what
| the king OF Spain says 10 me, and that
is not meant for your ears"
The prizes. stood on his feet "Sour
pride does not become you. Mur,y
Mordhs." he said. when am come to
you for your souls sake and the glory
OF religion His voice Was thin and
hich-pitched. bu, there was no fear
in it.
Il will not be taking trouble for my
soul Just now." replied Murty; that
will be Tor another time. whom am like
to die And then l will have my own
coniessors. and not you, nor any one
like you. So you will 60 now, as bid
you"
Father Donatus. standing still, curlel
his lip in broad smile. You arc n
great man, Murty! You could dishonor
my father and slay my brother like the
hoadstrong bullyck that you are; bu,
there arc things YOU cannot do. You
cannot lay your finge. on me because
come on the business OF God"
1T is tho business OF the king OF Spain
that | will be thinking Of" said Murly
with curtncss.
'They are the same" rejoined the
young priest. "And you are wrong tc
say what you will be thinking OF, be-
cause you have not u mind 10 think a,
all. II you conld think, you would
know that you cannot have the words
OF the king OF Spain except whom In.
torpres them to you. This noble gentle.
man. who comes with me. speaks more
tongues than one, but he has no Irish
and you-it is we'll known that you
have nothing else. Don Tello has sa,
n. your side for two hours, and you
have not observed that each word DO
tween him md you came and wen,
through me. Oh, yes; you are great
man. Murty, but your mind is not OF q
| hlSii OAhcl.
The chieitain also rose. The blood
came into his face, and he laid stront
hand on tho hilt OF his broad sword.
But the foot that he lifted he SO, down
again; and he looked at his kinsman
the latham priest. and did not move
toward him. "ion dro in tho right ,c
wear n gown" no said. slowly, "becaust
you have the tongue and tho evil tom
por OF M ugly girl. You speak foolish
things in your heat, and they disgrace
you. have tho best mind that any
mnu in my family ever had. | have
moro thoughts in my mind than there
arc words in your Latin hook. would
speak whatever chose to this gentle
man, and would understand his speech
when troubled myself tn do 80. Bu,