The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1897-09-19
SULLIVAN'S BARGAIN.


Sullivan as they toiled uphill together
from their mutual well.
I'm not sure about selling him, Mrs.
Flynn, dear; twas more like shopping, 1
| take it,"
An how was that acushla?"
eye see, me father had had it on his
back; he was gettin' bit stiff and he
thought av he waited too long he'd be
! getting too ould entirely"
ooh, fax, he was ould enough to be val
liable" reJoined Mrs. Flynn, with a de-
risive laugh. Isn't he the wan age, as
yer brother Matt-as is In Ameriky-and
| that will bring him in for five and twenty
year, though ne is not on the parish reg
lister? Wen, mind the two! gray foal
and fat lump av baby when 1 come to
| Thady's Corner, a young slip av a girl
meself"
| Ms. Flynn was now a stout, elderly wo-
! man. with pair of somewhat rollicking
| brown eyes, and a Drumming tin can in
! either hand, While her companion was "a
| slip of girl" dressed in a washed-out
| mac cotton, with curly red hair and a
! treckled face, who carried with anxious
| care brown teapot and a black kettle.
| The pair Were ce. ebrities In their humble
way-the matron for her long tongue and
| the maiden for her light foot They lived
| almost next door to one another, in Gus
| ter Of cabins, too Insignificant to claim the
| title OF village, and known by the name
OF "Ihadys Corner" although there was
no corner to be seen; on the contrary, the
| little gathering was boldly perched on
the side OF a bare hill, about five miles
! from Killarney.
and what sort of dale di yer father
make out over the baste?" resumed Mrs.
| Flynn.
oh, dale, indeed! Twas a travelling
| tinker as came round one day last week
| Wnen the old Jerry was bet up with turf
| drawing, and had scarcely a leg under him
| and the thief had such slutherln' wav
| wld him, he persuaded me father that the
ass was just dying on his feet, and he Of
| fered to take him away to bury him. SO
| that he mightn't have the ANNOYANCE of
| seeing him in the death-grip! However me
| father was not so soft as all that and af-
ter the divlPs own haranguing and bar
| gaining, the tinker Civ two shillings in
| money toasting fork and a terrible big
sklllet-the biggest pot / ever laid eyes
| on"
Well, to be sure, twas no great price,
| and yer at the loss of the ass"
| "FaiX, we are SO, and miss him at every
| hands turn. Me father spent the money
| on porther, and me mother is raging mad
| TO md her elegant big pot was just an ould
| wan patched up, and has hole in it the
size of a caubeen. Sure, It's no manner av
use at all, at all. We have just stuck il in
! the gap in the garden to keep the pig out,
ana IL does that as well as anything else,
an the villain of a tinker went and TUX a
couple of the best hins away wild him, by
way av keeping the ass company"
The blaggard!' calculated Mrs Flynn,
now setting down her two cans and plac-
| ing her hands on her capaclous hips.
| Them tinkers is shocking thieves; they
would stale the cross off an ASS back, and
| whatsomever they mend just melts in yer
| hand! I'm terrible sorry for We. Would We
| know the chap agin?"
Me father says he'd swear to him in
Jerusalem He had patch over wan eye,
and black-an-whte. waistcoate."
We'll, I'd a wish fer ould Jerry-there
is not funeral or a wedding, nor a wake
| in these parts he hasn't had a hand in
| Nanny and nanny lift he Civ me; bedad
he was as souple as the best in it, and
when he had mind he would rattle car
as well as any ass going the road
Maybe the next wan will do as WELL
Mrs. Flynn, dear" rejoned Judy, with
| smiling complacency.
THE next wan, do yer say! Begorra!
the price of cracked skillet won't go
far in buying a good baste''
Sure, didn't me father have an order
| "
1 expect Matt would be vexed if he heard
tell about ould Jerry, seeing they was
| reared together, and wor' companions, as
I may say. We wor laying out to buy a
sow5-but, after all, We see We have the
cart and tackling. so me father is going to
buy a fine young donkey, or maybe a
jennet at the fair at Killorglin."
as that so?' returned Mrs. Flynn,
drawing in her double chin and cycling
the girl gravely. "Still, I'm thinking, We
will be lost widout old Jerry; he was a
grand wan to draw turf or hay, or to go
to chapel and market. He knew every
turn in the road, and who will bring yer
dada safe back on fair days, avick? Sure,
they had only to stretch him on the car
and Jerry just TUX him home same as a
Christian, and maybe betther, for ne was
wather drinder. Where's the young man
will do that? He was terribly experience
ed, We see, warming with her theme,
land no expense WHATEVER but KEEP him
self. 1t isn't every ass would ate turf
and whins and sticns-aye! I've seen him
breaking his fast on a newspaper before
now. I'm thinking a young wan will be
twice as impident! Howsomever, 1 can't
be wasting me whole day discoursin' of an
ass. though he was the only one in
Thady's Corner
And taking up her shimmering cans,
Mrs Flynn pursued her way with an air
of logged resolution, until she happened
| 10 encounter duOltleF LluliOu eli route To
the well, and again felt called upon to halt
though Judy, with the fear of her moth
err before her eyes, hurried on with a
civil good evening.
did we hear of Sullivan shopping away
old Jerry for a cracked skillet?' inquired
Mrs Flynn of her acquaintance.
'sTroth, an I did So" replied Mrs. Ma
can, with a superior smile.
and as Matt has sent four pounds from
Ameriky in a letter?'
Il did; saw the money order with me
own twoaeyes."
'gThey are talking of buying jennet, no
less, at Killorgln fair" continued Mrs.
Flynn, with a touch of contempt.
How grand we are! here'll be no hold
ing Judy nor the mother"
"Aughl Sure, don't We know very well
as Miclxy will drink half the jennet long
before that"
That's true. an so he WILL" agreed the
other solemnly.
And, curious to relate, the prospect of
this amazing feat had the immediate effect
of raising their spirits, dispensing q great