The Somerset reporter., 1897-02-25
TERENCE.

word av luve cud / say to her, all be-
cause av the shy. Howandiyer, maybes
but wait till l tell We now.
Wan cowld mornin this very wake
resaved a letther an twas quare wan,
so it was. Indade me letther was nothin
at all at all but wan av thin posi-
kyards that odld Barney the postman Is
so fond ay hringin to people, since It's
the inquisitiye ould fella he is to be
sure On the post kyard was nothin but
four lines av the luveliest poethry ye
liver seen. Twas this:
II married bliss ye wud injoy.
just AK swate Kate O'Flynn.
To be your own wud give her Joy.
Terence, go in an win
Barney was GRIMM all over whin he
handed nie the kyald, SO he was, so seq
to him:
Zach ye ould spalpeen, ye've been
afther readin me privit correspondence. "
81 have, :" sez he, "but where's the
harrum? An sure tbs the best av advice
ye're afther gettin, Terence, me boy"
''Faix an ye're roight, Barney, but
dye think she'd be afther lookin twice
at gossoon loike me?''
"Why not?' seq he. "Misthress
O'Flynn is not so young us she looks
'fis the illigant bhoy We are intoirely. "
''Aisy now, Barney, aiS," SEE l.
Don't be afther aspershin the luveliest
av her sex. But know ye don't name
nothin dishrespective. | wonder who
was afther sendin me this l1yard now. ="
nk L..
seq he, an he walks aft down the street
whistlin Kate Kearney" as clear as a
lark
Well, that kyard made me feel bould.
er, SO the same evenin | dresses mesi1
in me best, puts on me caubeen, takes
me shillalah III Inc hand, an sets of
for MisthresF O'Flynn's farrum at Bal
lyboggan.
Whin gets to the dure, I knocks as
bould as brass, an who should open il
but the luveiy widda hersilf
Good evenin, Misthress O'Flynn, u
SEE l. Is it all alone We aro?"
1T is, :" sez she, will ye be sittin
down."
twill, sell. ovid all the plazure
in loife. "
Wild that goes in, an she shuts the
dure, an into the kitchen we goes an sits
down at the fire
" IT'S cowld evening"" SCI l.
4" 'Tis tllat, SEE she.
For the loife av me cud say no more
afther that, an so l sat twistin me eau.
been between me hands an wonderful
how was to say what I'd come for.
Thin | seq:
"'Tis IL gran fire we have there. IT'S
a foine thing for cowld evenin. "
""Tis that" SEE she. Thin we sat
shtill for another space ay tonne She
was knittin somethin wild rid wool, SC
seq ]:
Ills TIE f1inc waiTum color for
cowld weather is rid, " sez [.
'Tis that, " seq she.
l was afther thinkin | must have
offinded her in some way, an might be
shteppin home again Widout word av
1--we, but | determined to have another
thry, so l sez:
lis it not lonely We are sittin here at
noights all be yoursilf?" seq |.
"'Tis not" seq she. I'm afther in.
joyin the best av company.
"Who's that" SEE l.
Just mesilf, an no other" SEE she.
'Och sure now, ye can't name it.
Whin ye're all be yorsilf We must be
feelin an achin void tins worruld can
niver fill az the pote SEE.
"Thrue for yc--I do sometimes. "
81 was sartin av it, acushla. Where
is it at all. at all? Is it i'll yer heart
now"
mo, seq she, '"tis in me hollow
wisdom tooth "
ZACH now" seq |, twas always
fond av yer joke we was, Msthress
O'Flynn
''Sorra joke there is about it, Misther
Magee-onless ye call it a joke to have
feelin in yer jaw loike ridhot needle
stitchin away at double quick tonne to
the tune av The Wind That Shakes the
Barley. y
otis longin | am TO comfort We,
alannah. Wud ye not be afther givin
me an ingagemint AS residnt physician?
Faix, an tits mesilf wud be afther chas-
in away from ye the toothache, the
headache, the hcartachc, an all the other
aches that flesh is heir to- as the pote
seq
IT'S thinkin am I'd be safer wild
dentist for the toothache than wild an
ould omadhaun loiAc ye, an as for the
other aches yc mintion | niver have
none av thin.
"What, niver no heartache, whin
ye're sittin here all alone in the even
ins?" SEE /, sittin up close to her an
thryin to slip Inc arrum round her
waist.
"Get along wild ye," she cries, liftin
her chair along the flure. Il niver seen
a man loike we for insultin motions.
Kape yer arrum down
Zach sure now mavourneen, It's
tired wild hangin down all the evenin -
well thin, hould it up above yel
head to rest it. f"
"That wad be too high intoirely
1Twud he high enough if l kept it just
about the height av yer lively neck.
An besides, that wud kape the cowld
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