Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1896-07-05

DSI IOtl, III IMAGINATION, wandered 10
the Plug Hat" on the corner. and
stood with his feet on the bar. The us
ual PRELIMINARY signs for chasing the
gentle ducks were missing, and all sat
watching the movements Of Dan and
Mary Ellen; not that Dan was wanting
IN hospitality, for he was famed for
that, nor was Mary Ellen unconscious
OF void but because Of Mrs. Hogan's
absence on such an errand of mercy.
Dan waited for his wife to give the
word, and Mary Ellen for her father.
while the rest protested in their hearts.
True, the coming funeral of the Swede
wasn't theirs at all, but under his fan
mel shirt Dan concealed a wealth Of
. feeling. II he was sick unto death
himself he wouldn't like it, but if he
were dead, he thought, he might enter
fully into the spirit Of their reyelry.
Then up stood Tommy Farrell-it's
wonderful how occasion finds the man
and said, said he:
What's the matter with chasing lit
lie Danny for bucket Of beer?"
'.DiEil a sup you'll have in the house
till the mans dead" said Mrs. Hogan.
entering as she spoke the words. Give
me the mustard in hurry, Mary Ell
len"
The uncertainty of the event stunned
them, bu- McDermott, conscious of an
outraged right, stood up and without a
word turned Mrs. Hogan's picture to
the wall.
Red-haired men are given to rash
ness. Ii may nave been Macs sense of
humOr, but it was the mistake of his
life just the same. Bounding to his feet
and throwing his pipe on the floor, Dan
caught Mac under the arm pits. Ours
ing him, he forced Mac out of the door
into the hall, and. amid the shrieks of
the women and the oaths Of the men,
he threw the Backyard bodily down
the stairs At that moment the pale
faced Swede staggered TO the door, and
sobbing pleaded:
please, no more. My husbands
dead"
Silence fell upon the place the boys
and girls gave way and Dan, forgetting
in an instant the insult given him, took
the little woman by the hand and led
her to his Wife, That's Dan Hogan for
you.
Did I break his back? don't
know" said Dan, and he turned his
wife's picture from the wall.
"You should have broke his eye"
said "Limpy" Farrall, who was a par
ticular friend Of Mac. He borrowed
Reds tousers for the Pea Green's ball.
COR pushed in the face" observed
Donahue, who saw Mary Ellen prepar-
ing for the flood. She felt, as did her
father that the Hogans owed a certain
duty TO the living The dead was be-
yond recall Upon his dull ears would
fall alike the hopes and struggles, the
lows and sorrows Of their daily lives.
Their religion had taught a reverence
for the dead, but the poor cannot pick
and choose. Accident or necessity, or
both had placed the quick and the
dead in the same "ship." Each must
live his own life, they thought, and
with "eat. drink and be merry, for TOT
morrow we die" in their hearts az
least they sent out little Danny for the
beer
40 10 ID dn - fatifA Jul l[luIUg
as the boy went out, they'll give you
more"
Again the gentle spirit of peace
brooded over the place But, alas, for
the plans of men. They never dream
ed that in the shadow Of the big mill
lurked the destroyer Of their hopes.
They danced and laughed and told the
Jokes they had heard at Miners and
the London. And be It said now, more
in sorrow than in anger, Donahue
played the accordion. Nothing worse
of Marty could be said than that.
He was a good sort until he learned
TO play, but a man who dallies with that
bit Of music not only has forfeited his
right to live, but increased his chance
of damnation by just so much. The
music Of accordions never soothed the
savage breasts. What's more, 1t may be
found that the increase Of crime is in
direct proportion 20 their sale. This IS
submitted in passing, TO students Of
criminolCgy.
The night was no longer young,
however and in the absence Of beer
the spirits of the party tagged. Linn
DIV" recalling the Governor Of North
Carolina and his fellow cripple, sat ST.