The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1896-07-15

to my gairl," sez he, Fan folly her about
till the towns tallNin' at her? Whai
dye name by 1t, I'm askin'|
"Sure, an We know well what mane
bv il, Alisther Brogan," sez l. Its
year since toul We me manin', plain
"Ye brat, ye," sez he. San it's you tha:
id marry Ailsie, is it, idthout the ROOT
TO coover yez or patch av petatiesP
Mebbe it's buy her bag ye'd do, an
sind her out to beg? It's pity but ys
had her, nor, isn't it? Or mebee it's
the bit av land yer thinkin' av, that'U
90 with her? All, thin, not n foot nv
IL, an not an inch av il. Dye hear that,
now?"
.Me hearin's good, Misther Brogan,'
seq /. as cool as We plaze, "an' no Kane
liver wint beggin' yet. hev me thrade's
wages," sez /, "an' they're none the
poorest, but only toul ye like an honest
man that il was me wish to marry All
sic: Wis, an me intintion TO marry ALI
sic" SEE / spallin slow, that he'd hear
IL right--"but l wanted her fadher's
word. that we'd wait awhile, till could
airn the roof an the petatie patch, AZ
many's the couple done before us" sea
i, for knew it was the case av the oul
fella himself =" IAN I'm steady an
sober, an'-Misther Brogan," sez L,
81 loove the ground yer dawter walks
an"
saw, be this an be that" sez he.
"Di We think III listen 10 sich talki
Loove the ground? Thrade's wages, in
dader An is that what We after heri
A fine look up J. the May rint. Me daw'
ter's for yer betthers, young man."
Faith, an yen be thrubbled to find
them same, be her way av thinkin','
sez !, for me blood was gettin' up. 81
hev her PROMISE" sez /, IAN she has
mine, an no man, fadher or else, III
come betune us--an' good avenin' n
We, Misther Patrick Brogan," seq |, an
off ! marched, me head in the air, ex
pectin' livery mnnit TO feel the weight
ay his black thorn an the back av me
sconce.
Afther that it was long enoof before
I got unodther sight nv Ailsie. They
sint her away 10 the aunt's at killnbegs
an / h1ird aftherwords, there was the
divole's own rumpus before she writ.
Amy way, she wrut me wan or two lot
thers, ar i ondherstud she wasn't TOO
well PLACED with the way spoke mp to
her fadher. at was worse for her now
nor iver," she snld. on they watched
her night an day. an she thought 1t
betther I'd give over thryin' 90 see her
for awhile an. an let things take their
coorse. "But Connie. dear. she said. I'm
the ietthcr. 'ft's not forgittin the word
that's passed betune us. ar nivver will"
Could / ever dhrumc she wud forgit IL.
the lovin' harrt she hed2
Well. the weeks wint an, an The
months whit an, an / wurreked as con.
stant as the days KEN round. but The
money wns that slow countin' up. that
I was harrt-1ck, manny's the time, an
seemed furdher away than liver from
Ailsie. An whin she KEN home again.
she was afraid nv her life 20 nate me,
or 20 pass civil WORD. neighbor-like,
an the road. for fear the ouY Turk would
hear sv il, an rage like a haythen---so
we didn't we'll know what 20 do. nor
what would become av us. at all. at all
But there was wan comfort ! had
through livery thing, wan help that niver
fuiled me, an that WAS me comrads by.
l;afc o'Neil. lie was far up In the world
olooye me. with a fine CROWN farrum
nv his own. and cattle 60 the fore. but
toine way. 4 Was niyor too low for his
lihin' an we wint togiiher, man an'
by. for Is years or more. psed TO bs
thinkin' times back be was thriile too
fond nv Ailsie. an she always had 0
iapghjS' word for him. but there was