The Worcester spy. [volume] (Worcester, Mass.) 1898-1904, 1899-10-01

| The light above the round table at
The Sign OF the Silver Mug did not
seem to shine as brightly as usual last
night. The time had arrived for the con-
gress of nations to get into session. but
no one dropped the silver dollar that
not only serves as gavel to call the
international congressman to order, but
also as a signal for the waiter to bring
in round of mustys in the big silver
stems.
1t was like a world without a sun.
The reason was plain. Terrence, the
Irishman, the life and soul of the con-
gress, was not in his accustomed place
at the table. The others, AIRY, the Eng
lishman, Hans, the Dutchman, Sven,
the Swede, and Donald, the Scotchman,
were there, but Terrence, to quote the
expressive language Of Hans, ''vos con-
spicuousness NIT dem because he vas
not present alretty."
''Hi says hold boys, blawst me bloody,
blooming heyes, hi wonder where hin
the blooming hearth his Terry?" said
AIRY.
YAH" said Hans. II vunnders too. Wy
is he absentationed und nod nit US to-
diddy Search me sometimes yet, AIRY,
und probabilities you viii nod ascerta-
ton der answer"
batter ban bord of inkwiry an look
far absent mambar. Parhaps he got a
yob overtime
''Hoot mon," said Donald, "ame as
thirsty as billy goot. Wadna it be a
guide idea ia coll the waiter an ha' the
supit ia drink"
Yah. said Hans, I've constitution a
quorum alrstty. Volts ter prevention
our going into secession und made some
discussionings?
AS the motion was about to be put,
there was a strangely familiar voice
heard outside, singing:
Sup with the green, the Irish green,
IT'S the standard av a nation,
The greatest liver SEEM"
The next minute Terrence bounced
| into their midst He was attired in a
dress suit, and for all the fact that he
was always outspoken against the Brit
| ish government, he had a red rose in
the lapel. Eager Inquiries were made
but Terrence STAYED off answering UNI
| til the silver dollar was dropped on
the table and the mustys were ordered
."Tis the busy wake olive had" said
Terrence as he gulped down a generous
swig of the contents of the silver stein.
First an foremost olive bin to New
Yorruk ter see me ould frind an coun-
thryman, Cargo Dewey. Twas the
crate tonne OF had, but to cum down
to the prissint. DIVE jist this minute
cum from the musicale festyyol Tas
bin the wake av quare experiences
with me- byes, an Dim all tuckered out
Oxcuse the foct thot dim more fash
ynaybly attoired thon the rist av We
Oh didn't have tonne to git into me
livery day unyfor~um."
All hands, of course, wished to hear q
recital of the story, and Terrence be-
gan by ordering another round of mus
tvs.
"Ofn till We av the festyvol first
byes," he said Me musicale edjew-
cation was. sodly naygicted in me ear
~ youth, but ills the classical ear o.
have for the swate chunes av our an
cesthers. AS Phil O'Soffy, the Oirish
Socrates, vance sid, take things as
they cum, an divvil the sorra yell iyei
be- Thot's the spirit in which OF took
in the festyvol. Wan thing OF noticed
was thot there was a plinty of paple
logged out in stole on the electric
horse cars thot sid to the conductor
Lave us off at Mechanics hall, dye
mind?
"Twas wild the lordly air av paple
burdened wild the wealth av the Indies
thot they sid it, but oil noticed thot lots
an lots av thin whin they got off
an thought thot the conducthor wasn'i
| Iookin', snaked up Walnut sthrate OF
down exchange sthrate where prob
ably they ottinded bane soopper vic
no music but chune from the Jews
| harp av the ould man av the house.
but to git back to the festyvol, Al
| the PLAINLY sat a man thot wan av the
musicale critics tould me was named
| 'vladdynar, the packman, though o
didn't see ony pack sthuffed wild sam
pies av cloth, nor indade did he have