The Louisiana populist., 1896-11-13

60 spending every othe,
Sunuay and all my spare cash
''Be jabers," I responded. giving
the best imitation l could of the Hi.
bernian accent, "an' phwat have yez
been doing wild Mrs. O'Grady?"
"My dear, said my wife, reprov.
ingly," "I perceive that your opinion oi
Mrs. O'Grady is as poor as your imita.
tion of the dialect you associate with
her name"
81 don't know her at all, ,"I replied,
on the defensive.
"It was not necessary for you to say
so in SO many words, my DEAR" said
my wife, in a tone of voice it is not
worth while to explain to married
men. "When you have seen Mrs.
O'Grady you may hold to different
views concerning her,"
AS usual, my wife was right in her
conclusions, for when I saw the lady !
was more than surprised-I was de.
lighted.
She was of that type of Spanish
women. We see in pictures, and her
name bore no relation to her what.
ever. As che and my wife were on
such excellent terms, my probation as
O stranger was short, and in few
minutes we we're chatting away like
old friends,
"Really," I said to her, "you must
pardon me, but may I ask about your
name? As far as / can recall, do
not remember havi ng heard of the
O'Gradys of Cordov or Seville, or
even of the Alhambra."
"And still I am Dolores O'Grady, "
she smiled.
(which being inter preted." said l..
with dawning consciousness, "means
that you were once Dolores Somebody
else, ana some Irish hidalgo or don
came your way and gave his name for
yours.
''You have guessed it" she said.
Then I recalled an old friend and
college mate of mine. Tom O'Grady,
dare-devil-Dick sort OF q chap, who
had no sooner received his diploma
than he converted what little property
he had into cash and went of on some
adventure to one of the South Ameri.
can Republics.
81 don't know. madam" said 1,
(which OF the O'Gradys has been so
fortunate, but there is one I used to
know who was worthy of even such
good fortune as to be your husband.
His name was Tom, and we were
brothers for FIVE years."
She took tiny little locket from
some place about her where women
usually carry such things and handed
it to me.
'Look at that" she said, and 1
did.
"By Jove--I bag your pardon"
exclaimed and apologized in the game
breath "It's Tom"
That evening Tom arrived, and our
respective and respected wives prom
ised to let us have an hour to our
selves if we would give the first two
hours after dinner to them. This we
readily agreed to, because we knew
that no other course was left to us,
and We adjourned to the apartments
of the O'Gradys.
swell, well, old Tom," said, when
We had disposed of ourselves com 'ort-
ably, show did it ever hsppen?" and
! smiled over at Mrs. O'Grady.
THAT what / wanted to tell Won
when wa have our hour together" he
lauQhed.
"What selfish creatures men are,
said my wife. "Why not let us know
now? I have never had the pleasure
of meeting Mr.. O'Grady until this
evening, but I've known old Tom
ever since I've been married."
''How long has that been?" in.
quired Tom of me.
"Fifteen years.
''Three to the good of me. Dolores
and l have been struggling along with
each other for q dozen long and weary
years"
Mrs. OGrady threw him kiss from
the tios of her pretty fingers in re
sponse.
$50 % PcAASAcCy RtuS buE6t
years., said my wife, and ] threw her
. handful OF kisses.
"Let Us have the story of your life.
old fellow" said coaxingly, which
was entirely unnecessary, for Tom
was as anxious 10 tell it as was to
hear it.
"Once upon time" he said, bow.
ing to all of us. ''there was one
Thomas O'Grady, an American citizen
OF Irish descent, better known as Tom
or old Tom.' and he went to South
America and mingled in revolution.
one of the things which is always on
tap IN South American Republic for
anybody to mingie in whenever he ia |
disposed to do 80. This O'Grady-"
'Drop the didastic and general" / |
interrupted, sand get down to the |
personal and particular.
"As was saying. Tom continued. |
II went to South America and invested |
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