The Lexington dispatch. [volume] (Lexington, South Carolina) 1870-1917, 1898-12-28
of PATRONAGE Polite Attention.

ence to give advice to tidy young chap
like yerself.
"Sure amy wan could soc yez hadn' t
the age by looking in yer eyes, acush-
Ia, bat ye ought to have the expert
ence, and yer husband dead only a
year
"But he was an elderly man, rest
his sowl, Pat, says she, wiping her eyes
with her apron. ''Tis lottery all
around, this marrying.
"''Tis SO indade, says l, hitching
me chair up little closer.
But mebbe ye'd be giving me
some advice yerself, Pat:' says she as
sly as weasel. I'm a wildly wild no
wan to look out for me, and I'm that
lonesome, Pat, yez wouldn't believe! [
have three as fine feather beds as ever
kept man warm on cold winters
night, a round dozen O. silver spoons,
five pigs, donkey and a COW in the
yard and dale O. stuff that l can't
mintion.
WELL says l, putting me arm
around her waist by way of encourage
ment, go on, wildly, darlint. What ad-
vice are yez wanting, agra?'
I'm afeerd ye'd be angry, Pat
says she, and she knowing all the time
I'd be raging like Turk. :
"'Well, thin, says she, purring like
cat, Terence Mccarthy was in here
last night, and he's very ginteel.'
"'Oh, he is, is he?' says I. Yez
must know, gossoons, that Terence was
the only man that could handle hurly
stick or shake the foot with me at a
christening. Besides, he had nate way
of striking with stick.
"When the wildly mintioned his
name, l took me arm away from her
waist and got on me feet I thought the
wildly was making fool O me by put
ting Mccarthy over ag'in me.
"'Did be ak yez says l, white as the
wall Ind biting my lips with rage.
"'No,' says she, demure as kitten,
but be told me he was coming tomor-
row night to say something important
to me. Now, Pat. darlint, says She
oh, ye women, what sarpints yez are
If he axes nae to marry him, shall l say
"yes?"
IT'S necessary for me to tell yez,
childer, that all that the WILDLY was
telling me about Mccarthy was made
up out of her own purity head. She was
only telling it to me so that I'd be jeal-
Gus and ask her to marry me; but, like
tho poor fool was, didn't see through
ber little game, and twas only through
the Lords kindness to me that didn't
strike her down where she stood was
that angry with jealousy; but l was
terrible cold to her, as cold as the icicle
that hung on the northeast corner of
Diana's temple were the freezing words
/ spoke to her, and her poor little bcart
breaking for me all the time, the dar-
lint!
"'Good avening to yez, Wildly Sulli-
van, says I, mighty polite, and setting
her to one side, as if she was a bag of
male Good avening to yez, and l wish
yez joy, yez and yer Mccarthy, and
with that I was off hot foot up the
street in search of Mccarthy.
What talk have yez wild the Wild
dy Sullivan?' says l, whin I met him
coming down the street as p'aceable as
sheep going to a shearing, and fair
ly frothing at the mouth wild rage.
Now, if I'D asked him polite and dacint
there would have been no fight, for
Mccarthy had no eye for the WILDLY.
But was that ugly that he lost his
timper and said:
What's that to yez, Pat Mulligan:
I'll talk to amy woman [ like! he
says.
81 dare yez to meet me in Murphy's
barn loft tomorrow night wild sticks!'
I roared. And bsing doctor wild yez,
for III break yer head!'
"'And ye bring new jaw with yez,
We dirty thafe!' roarod Mac, now as
mad as meself, for I'll break the wan
yez have in three halves' -
By this time the recollection of tho
most stirring period in his history en-
livened the dying fires of the old mans
energy. Rising to his full height and
holding the shillalah on high, he shout
ed the old Mulligan warcry:
"Whoo! Yer sowl! Hurroo! Sue
cess to the Mulligans! To the divvil