The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1897-05-18

"wc'll be telling him by the old blood In
him, said Mulancy in n voice Of absolut,
conviction. Mike Shnuphncssy nsscntcd.
"Surc tits power of years, though
The ould blood won't he altcrinl"
Its not an O'Doolan wen be passing
i'm the street said Mullaney again
Faith, thcrc'll he no man like the
O'Duolan in this country, savin only him
self, " agreed Mike Shaughnessy.
And Father O'Hara summed up gently
from the settle in the chimney corner.
well, well! In the morning well b,
seeking him"
The three men were spending their first
night in Bristol town. They sat late to
gether in their hired room at the inn by
the river
The year was 1900, and the night had
fallen coldly, though the time was spring
About the fire in the bed chamber the
three men had gathered and smoked anc
spoke of the O'Doolan.
"We'd not be slapin much If we went to
bed, said Mullaney, who disapproved OF
the traffic, such as 1t was, on the cobble.
stones below.
Father OHara sat gazing upon the
smoke circles of his pipe as if they hat
been interpretations of the dreams he
dreamed.
sits full five and twenty years" he said,
"since the O'Doolan went from Ballin.
chatter and came to this town and married
here and died.
Now, rest be to his sowl, and Gods
light on it!'' muttered Mike, but Mullaney
sat silent, staring into the fire over his ex
tinguished pipe The priest crossed him
self without ceasing in his narrative:
'Some girl out of this black town he
welded, and she bore him a son and dice
before him. All this from his dying bee
the ODoolan sent to US ere himself pass.
ed"
"And since he's been away from us,
said Mullaney slowly "it's better days
have come to the O'Doolans, for the ole
stepmother's dead, and the rints are com
ing in again, and you and between us,
father, have put affairs in their right places
for the man we've come to seek"
"Too late for his father it is" said the
priest signing why wasn't he sending
to us before he came to die?"
well, it's his son is the O'Doolan, " said
Mike in the pause, "whon We'll be getting
him out of this black city,
Ills great place." remarked Null
laney in unwilling admiration.
1.-The O'Doolan'll be finding it quiet
y
Many's the pretty womanll smile on his
handsome face, and there's no lands like
your own lands, as the saying goes"
"That's thrue," said Shaughnessy
"when the tinants are paying their rints. F"
Mullaney laughed out into the silent ROOM
and Mike Shaughnessy laughed also, fol
the pleasant sound of 1t. But the priest
without a smile, gazed into the fire.
LAS for marriage" concluded Null
laney, somewhat regretfully, that's like.
ly, for no O'Doolans blackguard in hii
ways with u woman If it's married he is,
there's no altering it, But we'll have him
out of this black hole we've traced him tc
sinner or no sinner, wife or no wife"
The priests detection lifted not with
this defiance of fate
This place hangs heavy on me, " he
observed, land maybe twill be no such
easy thing liz all it's streets to be finding
the O'Doolan.
His face in the candlelight looked war
and respondent, but Mullaney laughed
again.
Sure we'll be seeking till we find"
' 'Tis the Holy Mother herself will be
leading us to him." cried Shaughnessy,
with pious optimism. "I'd not be Won
derin if his face will be the first we'll light
on in the mornin.'
Soon Mullaney and his foster brother
slept. The priest, lying longer awake,
saw many things with eyes Of the brain
the faces of the dead O'Doolans painted in
the portrait gallery at Ballinchater-pass
before him, steadfast Irish eyes and pas.
sionate Irish mouths. He recalled such OF
them as he had known and prayed fol-
their souls. And of the living O'Doolan,
Grant that our search prosper and restore
him to his own" Lastly, from the depths
of his compassionate heart he bethought
him of the great prison by the river he had
passed that day. And he prayed for the
souls of the malefactors till sleep overlook
him.
Early next morning the host brought
them coffee with his own hands. He found
Father Hara, with white set face, gaz.
ing down upon the street below. A fine,
thick rain fell, but a crowd lined each side
of the way. The travellers had grasred the
cause even before the landlord arrived. BY
this road would pass a condemned muir
derer on his way to die
Sure it's bad omcn!' muttered
Shaughnessy, with sinking heart.
The landlord, leaning by the table, vol.
unteered information.
Its Kidding the world of a desperate
ruflian, genthmen, and thank God, he
leaves neither wife nor lawful child. Nc
kin he had either, unless you count his
light of love for whom he swings"
"She wronged himp" questioned Null
laney, his compassion rising at the heavy
sound of wheels.
Yes, and they say he loved her, and the
devil possessed him when he knew that
she'd played him false. However, it mat.
tiers, little. She's dead, and he's to die"
The Irishmen were silent, but Shaugh.
nessy's lips moved with the prayer for q
soul departing-a hereto soul, no doubt,
but prayer would do him no harm Null
laney's thoughts were divided between i'm
patience over the hindrance to his search
and pity for the sorrowful thing which
hindered it. He did not want to look. He
wondered at the horribly fascinated gaze OF
Father O'Hara.
His name?" he asked idly and turned
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