Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1896-10-17

them days, worse luck"
'And how did you come to change,
Patsy?" 1 said. encouragingly.
''Well, sor, I'll tell yer the whole
story of it if yer honor won't be tired"
NO." 1 said, affably. "go on; am
very interested and sat myself on
the fence that bounded his potato gar
den.
'.WeT, yer HONOR said Patsey, again
readJusting his equilibrium with the
spade. 'ould Mile Harrigan lived down
at killshela, on a snug farm he rinted
from the ould master. Twas more
than a few acres, but twas proi,ne fat
TENN land, and he had tidy lot Of
| stock on it; he had half a dozen heifers,
and four good dairy cows, and an IL
ligant lot of pigs, and two daughters
and son. But that same son was a
misfortunate idgit, and came to no good
a. the long end. What wild whisky and
divilment the farm went to the bad
| and they TUX it from him; but that was
| afterwards when the father was dead
rest to his soul, for he was an hon
est mana decent, honest man, so he
was
''Well, sor, the two girls were as diff
| ferent from their misfortunate broth
er as they was from one another
CURL ye'd see anywhere in them
| days. Oh! the saints be praised, but
she was as straight as the handle of this
| spade, yer honor, and walked like a
dhragoon, only light and aisy-like.
And her Dyes! Well, 1 tell yer honor
her Dyes were dangerous; she'd shoot
| fire at we so that We couldn't see for a
| minute afther; and her teeth-white as
eggs, yer honor. All! twas she that
made short work of a plate of bacon
| and Praties wild them little white teeth
OF hers! Peggy, the second, was as
| ugly as the diviPs mother-in-law, savin'
| yer honor's presence. They say that
the pig rolled upon her W hen she was a
baby, and faith, if it is true it must
have been grand fat pig intoirely,
for her face was fiat as the lid of warm
| ing-pan. She was freckled, her hair
was red, and not much of that same,
and she squinted so that she could see
| one eye with the other! But, barring
| these misfortunes, she was a good CURL,
and could milk COW and make bet
| ter butter than Bridget, wild all her
beauty.
| "Ohi blood an 'ounds, but we lad
| great tonnes at the cross roads on Sun
| day in those days, when little Billy
Sheehan, the fiddler, was aloiyei Billy
| could set the Saints dancin' in Lent, the
| little spalpeen he could, so he could;
wild one rasp on his fiddle me legs just
| took command of me carcass: the mis-
| CHIEF such an Instrument for stirring
Il man will ever be heard agia till the
last thrump.
well, yer honor, Bridget could dance
like sunbeam on q running watler,
and faith, ugly Peg wasn't bad al a
| jig; but L was too grand to be on the
| iure wild the loil<es of her. [ used to
dance wild Bridget till I'd he like to
dhrop wild fatigue; but for her,
she'd hould at it long as the music,
and the boys all round would shout
and clap their hands to keep us at it.
And Billy would make his ould fiddle
to screech and holia, till the DOW went
so fast it seemed loike a streak oflight!
And there was pantin' fit to burst me
lungs fornst me lady who just slept
| it ont smilin' and aisy like a landlord
| on rint day.
| 1T was we'll known that the two girls
had tidy fortunes; each was to have
| a couple of heifers and a brace of pigs,
| and it was said that there would BE-. Il
! ten-pound note on the wedding day for
the men who got them, so they weren't
| wantin' boys, neither the one nor the
| other of 'em. But the only man who
had a chance wild Bridget beside meself
was Tom O'Shea. He was always a
! quiet boy, was Tom, but he was terrible
hard to get over, and he could dance,
| too, pretty tidy-for all that his legs
were SO long, he could belt the 1ure w id
them better than most, but he couidn t
| hould out as long as 1 did; and as for
the others. they were shy CIV ask in
Bridget. for 'twould ashamed they'd be
to be danced down be woman, and so
Tom and me had her most to ourselves;
| but twas me she'd walk home wild down
| the bohereen to the house when the
| dancin' was over. And everyone thought
| it was me she fancied, and so faith,
| did 1, only 1 never aXed her; because, We
see, 1 lived wild me mother in the vii
lage, an 1 hadn't house to Ake her
to. And so L sailed On aisy an con-
Sunday wild the handsomest CURL in the
barony, and all the boys ready to slash
the legs off me wild jealousy. Well
yer honor, all went well till The ould
masters eldest son, the captin cum
home and he tuck me away TO Balm
ASIDE to bring back hunter that he
wanted to buy there.
"Afther a deal of continuing. for the
| captin was hard to suit, and Il wicked
man on a horse, at last was satisfied
and I brought back home the con-
trariest divil of brute haste that eve1
a man threw his leg over! A great
chestnut skamin' creature, wild tail
that he'd switch round and round like
the fan n winnowin' machine. His