The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1898-12-14

u ulI SOr, Stuu - ODWyer.
"How much was it?"
'Nothin' at all Twas only for
who's to asst a question first, sor."
is it a weddin' you're thinkin' Of,
boys? Go OH, then, and settle il. Don't
sand there grinning at me, Mick. a
wedding, is it? All. but that's brave
news for Q. poor priest!' And Father
Rourkc waved his hand and swung
heavily W the road.
The three men approached the house
in sinI,e hic: first came O'DW ger, then
Torn Coiu,r =, and lass Mick Il waa
sma!. but unusually neat, few new
outbuildings. with sound roofs indicat-
ed a certain definite prosperity. aud
there was Il little garden. fun of care
fully tended flowers, before th' door.
John iiptocd up the pathway cautiously
and knocked; they all instinctiVely took
off their hats before the door was
opened. There was a minutes delay,
durin- which Mick saw the curtain of
side window move suspiCiouslY and
caught a glimpse of a coil of black
hair. Then the door opened and Kitty
stood before them, flashing welcome
from flushed cheeks and white teeth,
and dropping demurc eyelids over
brimming with laughter. Mick noticed
a red rose in her hair that he could
have sworn was not there Il moment
before.
"Ah, an welcome to ye Hll." cried
Kitty. AN has it been good market
today. an did We see father with the
young calves? Come in, do, and sit
down Shure. ye're such big sthronC
men the little room'li hardly hould yc,
and ] feei just like u child among ye
all. Never mind the workbox, Mister
O'Dwyer; I'll pick up the things afther;
av coorsc We couldn't know it was
there. Don't stand, Mister Condor;
take fathers Chair--'tiS fine and COM
Portable afthor hard day. An now,
| whatll We take to dhrink?"
They took whisky, all in embarrasse1
silence; but Kitty was queen in her
fathers house and chartered on a.
though the object of the visit had ney-
! er entered her pretty head. II hear
there was Il noise in Limerick yest,I-
day Mister O'Dwyer, and you not
there. Shurc if ye'd have known tncrc'd
have been a bigger wan"
Pm u quiet man now, Kitty" said
John.
rs it that and you in the biggest row
| only last week? heerd ye stood up and
sint them tlyin' all ways. Twas four
| down at wan time from yer own fist
That's the thruth," said O'Dwyer,
warming to the recollection. Twas
| afther Sandy's weddin' ye mind, and
a rale fine wcddin' it was
An would We do the like o that at
yer own we1din' Mister O'Dwyer?"
"He would" said Tom Condcn, with
conviction.
| "Och, no! Kape yer tongue still,
| Tom. Twas by way of divarsiOn.
| Kitty, an no bad blood spilled, good
| or bad"
Twas me high speerits." said
| ODwyer apologeticaIly.
"Wcll' Well" laughed Kitty. An
so yer quiet man, now? I can't say
We look it, with yer eyes that fierce on
Mister ConGon. Mister Moriarity, sit
down here by me-"
Mick obcyed: he thought it was
about time for his friends to get "a
| business. Mister O'Dwyer and Mis-
| ter Condor have & word TO say to We,
Kitty" he said, fixing the two wav-
erers with a stern glance. "'Tis you
first, John"
Me, Miclt?' he asked, innOcently.
Yes, you, to be shure; didn't ye win
| the toss?"
IT did, but shure I wouldn't hould 10
that if Mister Condor has a mind TO
spalie first"
Tom waved his arm threateningly.
"Go an" he said.
| O'DWycr drained his glass and re-
garded the bottom of it with an apo
plectic flush. Then he cleared his
throat laborOusly three times. "'Tis
this way Kitty" he said. Me and
Toms frinds, an hein' frinds. we has
tastes in common, 80 to spal;c." He
paused and ratified his money in his
pocket, perhaps only to reassUre him
self, An bcin' frinds," he repeated
"Ah, lave the frinds alone, John"
interrupted Condor; 'spake UP, nan
an say what's in Yer mind"
II apologize for 'um, Miss More
said ODwycr with great dignity.
ivan gentleman should know bether
than to interrupt another"
"But what's it all abcut?" cried
Kitty, with an appealing glance a
Mick.
It's like this" said O'Dwyer, "bcir
frlnds, we has tastes in common. and
won O. them tastes is for you.
"For mc?" murmured Kitty.
For YOU. 'Tis my wish to marry
and to marry you ts Toms WISH
"To marry and tomarTy YOU" broke
in Condor, who did not approve OF this
manner of conducting the affair. "TC
marry YOU, Kitty" he added, "beforC
Father Rourke, wild livery cunVainyGnCt
for good weddin, an all our frind.
there an the world to look on"
I've good land" began O'Dwyel
again, IAN dacent house. and as nnC
COWS, bedad, as liver We're MIXED; an
money in the bank and the best pigs
IN Tipperary---'
"Barrin mine" said Tom: IAN as
Father RourEe, for he haG a side o
bacon av me last week, ard it made
his mouth water to look at it. "Tom, ;
says he, "'tis 4 pig to be proud Of
an do ye harpen to have a few green!
could boil wild ito"
"Wen," said O'Dwyer, "t isn't thu
pigs we're askn' Kitty to marry, bu
ourselves. An I'll say this-an' yen al
know il for thrue-Im as tender as
girl whin I'm not reused"
But maybe tits aisy to rouse ye.
Tom suggested
"Tn not deny that; but shure Kitty
knows a man without a timper's NJ
man at ALL"
'Thrue for ye," said Kitty; "bu
there's timpers and timpers; wan'Il b,
free wild his fist an another wild hi
tongue"
I'D nivec sthrike woman"
Sure I'd be butther and honey I,
ye," said Tom.
There was long pause In whicl
| the suitOrs heneYolentlY regarded eacl