Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1897-02-26
TERENCE.

Now, won't be afther tellin yo O
word av lie--'twas always fond was
av the gyurls. 10 me the soight av u
purity blue eyed colleen was all me loife
och, tbs terrible throubled I've always
been wild the shy. An SO ye see, though
It's 10 year ould | am this very month.
I'm nothin but IN ould bachelor afther
MI.
Twas long tonne had notion NV
Misthress Katie O'Flynn that has nate
bit farrum at Bailyboggan. but niver a
word av 1--we cud i say to her. all be-
cause av the shy. Howandiver. maybes
but wait till tell We now.
Wan cowld mornin this very wake ]
no it was. lndade me letthor was nothin
at all at all but wan nv thin post
kyards that Guild Barney the postman is
50 fond NV bringin to people, since tbs
the inQuisitive 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 yo wud injoy
just AK swate Kate O'Flynn.
To he your own wud give her Joy.
Terence. go In an win.
Barney was GRIMM all over whin he
handed me the kyard. SO he was, 30 seq
l to him:
Zach 20 ould spalpeen, ye've been
afther readin me privit correspondence. 7"
Il have, seq no. but where's the
harrum? An sure It's the best ay advice
ye're afther gettin. Terence. mo boy.
Fax All ye're roight, Barney, but
dye think she'd be afther lookin twice
at gossoon loike me?'
why not?' seq he "Misthress
O'Flynn il not 10 young M she looks
Ills the illigant bhoy ye are intoirely. "
''Aisy now, Barney, aisy," sez /.
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 kyard now. 3"
Barney winks ut me. Il wonder, !"
seq he, an no walks afr down the street
whistlin kate Kearney" as clear IN a
lark
Well, that kyard made me feel bould-
er. no tho same evenin dresses mesilf
Al NV I'1li But6 pi NV bhhbtoiiJ tAApo
me shillalnh In mo hand, an sets of
for Misthress O'Flynn's farrum ut Bal
lyboggan.
Whin gets to tho dure, knocks as
bould NJ BRASS an who should open it
but the luvely widda hersilf
Good eyenin, Misthress O'Flynn, T"
SEE l. rs it all alone ye arel'
1T H.. sez she, will ye be sittin
down2'
"Iwill, (" SELL ovid all tho plazure
In loife
Wild that goes in. an she shuts the
dure, an into the kitchen we goes an sits
down ut the fire.
+" IT'S cowld evening, sez ].
:" 'Tis that" sez she.
For the loife ay me cud say no more
afther that, an NO sat twistin me eau
been between me hands M wonderin
how was to say what I'd come for.
Thin seq
'"ris gran fire ye have there. "Tis
foine thing for eowld evenin.
"'ris that" sez she. Thin we sat
shtill for another space av tonne She
was knittin somethin wild rid wool, no
sez !:
"'Tis the foine warrum color for
cowld weather il rid, /" ven /.
Z" TITS that, ;" ven she.
l was afther thinkin / must have
ofilnded her in some way, an might be
shteppin home again widout word nv
live, but determined to have another
thry, no ! sen:
lis 1t not lonely ye are sittin here ut
noights all be yoursilf?" sez |.
"Tis not. ven she. "I'm afther in-
joyin the best av company.
who's THAR seq I.
Just mesilf, an no other, F" sez she.
'Och sure now, ye can't name It,.
Whin yc're all be yersilf 20 must be
feelin AN achn void this worruld can
niver I'LL, w the pote sez. .
"Thrue for ye--I do sometimes !"
~ was sartin av 1t, acushla Where
il it ut all, at all? II 1t in yer heart
row."
mo" sez she, otis in me hollow
| wisdom tooth "
ZACH now" scz /, - twas always
fond nv yer joke ye was, Misthress
| O'FlyDn
"s5orra joke there is about ii, Misther
Magee-onless ye call It Joke to have
n feelin in yer jaw loike IL ridhot needle
stitchin away ut double quick tonne t.
the tune NV The Wind That Shakes the
Barley.
'"Tis longin / am to comfort ye,
alannah. Wud ye not be afther givin
inc an ingagemint as residint physiciani
FAX, an tits mesilf wud DO afther chas-
in away from ye the toothache, the
headache, tho heartache, an all the other
aches that flesh IL heir to. a. the pote
sez T"
IT'S thinkin am I'd be safer wild
dentist for the tootbache than wild an
Ould omadhaun loike ye, an IN for the
other aches ye mintion niyer have
none av thin"
What, niver no heartache, whiu
ye're sittin here all alone Ia the even
ins?" sez I, sittin up close to her a,
thryin to slip me arrum round be
waist
"Get along wild ye." she cries, hftil
her chair along the nure. II niver seel
man loike ye for insultin motions
Kape yer arrum down. "
"Aoh sure now, mavourneeD, II
tired wild hangin down all the evenin-
"well thin, hould IL up above ye
head 10 rest II. +"
THAT wud be too high intoirelJ
'Twud be high enough il kept it jul
about the height av yer luvely mech