Evening journal., 1897-03-03

insY" roz ]. sittin up close to hcf an
thryin % sip me ar'um round her
waist
"Gct along wild yc, F." she cries. iiftin
her chair along the fiurc IL nives seen
a man loikc sc for insultin motions
Kape yer alrum down. -
Zach sure now. navournccn, It's |
tired wild hangin down all the cvonin."
"Well thin, hould it up above yer
head 10 rest it. "
'"That wud be too high intoircly.
'Twud be high enough if ! kept it just
about the hoight av yer luvoly neck.
An besides, that wud kape the cowld
away from ye, an thin / cud kill two
birds wild wan shtone, as the pote sez. "
"Maybos, but sorra fear nv me boin
wan nv thin birds yer potc talks av.
'Is it fond av pocthry ye arc, acush-
lap
''At toimes--good poethry.
"Well. " sez l. II huye some gran
poethry in me pocket. Maybes ye'd
loil-c TO hear it.
Il moight. What's it about?"
"Suro now lis about yer luvoly sill,
an no wan else.
Lets hear it thin.
"Arrah now maybes ye won't be
loikin it,
"How can 1 tell ye till hear it. D."
"well, this the way it goes. Wild
that / takes the kyard ont av INC pocket
an reads it:
II r,arried bliss vo wud iniov,
just AK swate Kate O'Flynn.
To be your own wud give her JOY
Terence, go in an win.
Zach, tits luvely. Are We afther com
posin it yersilf?u she axes
"Niyor a word. Twas from Barney
the postman got it this mornin. 'Ijs
wonderin / am who cud have sent it,
But compose it or not, It's hint I'm
afther takin. An now mavouIneen,
yell be crool no longer? I luvo yo to
distraction, an if ye'd only say the word
tits yer own devoted Terence I'll be
from now TO me dyin ind
Here / gets me chair up beside her
again, an thin all the shy wint out av
me at wanst. / puts me arrum round
her waist an tries TO draw hex to me.
But before cud kiss her she twists her
silf away an sez she:
"Is it in earnest ye are, Terence
1T is, " sez / "dead earnest "
e "Wen, " sez she, dye promise to b'
true true till death, as the pote sezg'
Il do. J."
a An will ye niyer lave me, deceiv
me, nor grieve me?'
G "Niver, me own jewel.
G can if / marry ye Will ye always Sc
up first in the mornin an put on tn
10 fire an give me cup av tay in beds'
q "Dade will I, me daIlint, me preciou
wan.
IS "Thin I'm yors for iver an a da
;. longer Terence, me bhoy. Ye may kis
me-iust wan now. Och. och, och, y
l. murtherin thafe How many 'ye want:
't she cries, for be this tonne I had her j
Ie me arrums an was tastin the delicior
70 lips av her
After that twas the deloightful ovoi
in we had intoirely. Sittin there at Il
et fire, sen Katie 20 me:
"Ye can't tell yet who sent ye tn
kyard wild the poethryg'
d. "Sure an / haven't the laste notion.
III 'sWell, Terence, 'tis thinkin / am
es can tell ye if ye won't be angry.
III Angry, mavourncen, it's deloigl
VI cd I'll be. 'Tis the foinest letther / iv
seen.
as "Arrah, thin, twas soein 1 was ye W
L that shy ye wud niver spake yer lu'
widout incouragin, an as It's leap ye
an twas wishin TO see ye happy 1 wa
why, twas just mesilf that sent ye th
IN wee pome av me own composure.
aye name it-thrue." / cries d
70 loighted
"Faix. 'tis not a word av a lie l.
ne afther tellin ye, sez she.
It's "Thin hocray for leap yearp'
shouts. can ye're the grandest pote
ivcr was Sure yen be afther givin !
another kiss or maybes two, as n thri
're more incouragmint, wudn't ye now?'
-u- Loilze the jewel she is she incourag
an me again.
Or. BE the tonne ye read this 'tis marri
we hopo TO be, for I'm just afther sec
-is Father Donovan about the weddin
Scottish Nights
sat "
ho Giving Him Advice.
SO "I'm not the man to yield weakly
without q struggle" F" declared Write
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