Evening journal., 1897-03-03
TERENCE.

Now, won't be afthcr tellin 20
word av lie--'tw always fond l was
av the gyurls. To me the soight av
purity blue eyed colleen was all me loife
as refreshin as dhrop av pothccn, but
och, 'tis terrible throubled I've always
been wild the shy. An SO ye see, though
It's 40 year ould / am this very month,
I'm nothin but AN ould bachelor afther
all.
Twas long tonne | had notion av
Misthrcss Katie O'Flynn that has nate
bit fa1rum at Ballyboggan, but nivcr a
word av luve cud / say to her, all be-
cause av the shy. Howandiver, maybes
but wait till tell ye now
Wan cowld mornin this very wake |
resaved "A letther an twas a quare wan,
so it was. Indade me letther was nothin
at all at all but wan av thin post
kyards that ould Barney the postman is
so fond av bringin to people, since It's
the inquisitive ould fella he is to be
sure On the post kyard was nothin but
four lines av the luveliest poethry ye
iver seen. Twas this:
II married bliss ye wud injoy.
just AK swate Kate O'Flynn.
To be your own wud give her Joy.
Terence, 60 IN an win.
Barney was GRIMM all over whin he
handed me the kyard, so he was so SEE
1 to him:
Zach ye ould spalpeen, ye've been
afther readin me privit correspondence. "
II 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 lool1in twice
at a gossoon loike me?"
"Why not?" sen he "Misthress
O'Flynn is not so young MS she looks.
'Tis the illigant bhoy ye are intoirely. y
"Aisy now, Barney, aisy, seq l.
Don't be afther aspershin the luveliest
av her sex. But know yo don't name
nothin dishrespcctivc. | wonder who
was afther sendin me this kyard now. y
Barney winks at me. II wonder >"
sez he, an he walks afr down the street
whistlin "Kate Kearney us clear as a
lark
Well, that lIyard made me feel bould-
or, so the same evenin L dresses mcsili
in me hest, puts on me cauleen, takes
me shillalah in me hand, an sets oti
for Afisthress O'Flynn's fwrum at Bal
lyboggan.
Whin gets to the dure. / knocks as
bould as brass, an who shculd open l.
but the luvoly widda horsilf
Good evenin, Misthrcss O'Flynn, -
sez l. SIS it all alone ye are?'
1T is, sez she, will ye be sittin
down."
"Iwill, " sell "wid all the plazure
in loife. "
Wild that 1 goes in. an she shuts the
dure, an into the kitchen we goes an sit.
down at the fire.
/ 'Tis a cowld evening, sez l.
&" 'Tis that, " sen she.
r For the loife av me cud say no mor
{ afther that, an so l sat twistin me eau
, been between me hands an wonderiI
, how I was to say what I'd come for
r Thin sez.
""Tis a gran fire ye have there. I'll
a foine thing for a cowld evonin.
'"Tis that. " sez she. Thin we 81
l shtill for another space av tonne. Sh
@ was bnittin somethin wild rid wool, S
e scz /:
l. "'Tis the foine wmrum color 70
a cowld weather is rid, sez l.
S % 'Tis that, sez she.
r I was afther thinkin 1 must hay
q ofindod her in some way, an might
= shtoppin home again widout a word q
v lave. but / determined TO have anothe
d thry, 30 L sez:
II "Is il not lonely ye are sittin here o
T noightl al be yoursilf:' SEE l.
It "o IS rot. " seq she. I'm afther IL
r joyi., Le best av company
e "Who's that?' sez l.
: "Just mesilf, an no other " scz she.
l. "Och sure now, ye can't mane j
-e Whin ye're all be yorsilf ye must
p feelin an achin void this worruld ca
rs niver fill, as the pote sez "
r, "Thrue for VEL do sometimes.
al Il was sartin av it, acushla. Who
T. is it at all. at all? Is it in yer hea
10 now?"
'r mo, " sez she, "tis in me hollo
e. wisdom tooth.
ie "Ach now" sez 7, twas alwa.
AZ fond av yer joke sc was, Misthre
NJ O'Flvnn.
If 'Sorra joke there is about it, Misth
k; Magce-onless ye call il a lutSe to ha'
$. a feelin in yer jaw loike a ridhot need
Id stitchin away at double quick tonne
80 the tune nv The Wind That Shakes d
b. Barley
IS '"Tis longin l am to comfort y
N alannah. Wud ye not be afther Civ
he me an ingagemint rs residint physicia
sc Faix, an tbs mesif wud be afther chs
p in away from We the toothache, {
n- headache, the heartache, an all the 9th
a. aches that hesh is heir to, as the pe
sez
A" 'Tis thinkin l am I'd be safer y.
a dentist for the toothache than vic
,ol ould omadhaun ioiko ye an as for 6
ol, other aches ye mintion l niver ha
ite none av thin.
90, ''What. niver no heartache, wh
go we're sittin here all alone In the eve