El Paso daily herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1881-1901, 1900-01-02
WhereILefHlm

fellOW tnaC might Knock SpH =
We or me if he wasn't SIGH tcowh.
intirely, an then allus BLOWN II WHAT
he'd do?
"Well, as 1 said afore, Barnah me
self had purity little lot that wlanu
in pitaytees on shares, an the y
beetle had cPaned out the who tl,ins'
Tavin nothin for us barrin p D,t
shtalk; like the lawyer that setu '.ihe
dishpute over the oishter, by gu .ne
two shells to the men an tai .ne
oishter himself; so we had no pel'e' :
an had to depend on our frinds ineHi
"One evenin in November Bary III
came in an SEE he:
"'Come, go over to Mike Mcuh -
they say he has plenty pitaytet "i
We'll get some afore he buries thin
"Tt'll be purity dark the night, shs
a matther of two miles over there l.
thinkin to poke the fun at him.
"'What of thatY sez he, kn' OF
grandlike. ii
well seq 1, it's past the grave'rd
an down that lane, an there'u peno
moon the night
"'Thin, if ye're afeard, I'm not, en
he. L fear nayther man nor hobgobh.
"'All right, I'm yer man! sez |. 20
Mary brought me coat an sent hatle
up in the loft for me shtick. Well,
make q long shtory short, we got
Mikes, an with talkin an shmokin til
time passed, an it was bout or httf
afther whin we got up to the lane. Il
the manetime the wind changed, an Il
was gettin cowld and cowlder an dark
clouds was hidin the ShtarS. Mike CONF |
q piece wild us, an seq he:
It's no wondher the wind howls an
the hivens are angry, for Mcdowell, the
murderer, was hung the day, an they
say his shpirit must wandher round the
gallaws for a fortnight afther.'
"'Do We behave it?' seq Barney. DO ye
behave anybody can see ghosts?'
"'Yis,' answered Mike; thin as is
born wild a caul can see these things, for
I'll tell We 1 was goin home from wake
one night an singin a bit Of a tune to
kape meself company, when right for
ninst me jumped up a beautiful whitf
lamb. 1 husht, an the lamb run on til
1t turned into a sheet that rolled over a
over. like it was frozen, an whin l &c
to the shtile it was gone intirely, an II
sure 1t was pure little Biddy Malone. tt
lamb, an her windin' sheet; but I'll Tay
We now, an wish We good luck
"Afther Mike turned back 1 thought
change the talk, for l knew that bot
Barney an meself had been born w
caulS, for mine was home in q little 81
bag. an Barney's mother had SOW
his'n to a sailor, as they say thin
carries a caul'n niver be drowned 6
she was a woman as'd turn an hone
penny any time she could. 1 talked
the night an our pitaytees, an at Ia
about my Kathie bein our only child.
didn't want her to Fave her mother &
me, an, tho Larry Burke was as GOO
q boy as liver shtood in shoes, l WASH
willin he should have our Kathie to tai
away. Talk as 1 would, Barney's mil
run on what Mike had said, an
last he dhrew me back to that same, q
SEE he:
'What'd We do, John, if We saw
ghost%
"'Well, seq l, I'd make the best
the matther. If it didn't throuble me.
wouldn't throuble it
But if it got right forninst YEP
"'Thin. if it kept forninst me, I'd kal
behint it, for if 1 run away it might |
like a jack O. lanthern an run Attn,
me-
I'VE had now come to the beginnin ,
the lane; this was nearly mile long Q
one side was a woods, on the ither sic
Of it was last years cornfield, an whel
the lane met the road shtood the churt
an the clergyman's house, an back
the church, on the line of the lane. w:
the graveyard.
"Afther we turned into the lane ma,
Their of us said anything for long tim
l was thinkin of what Mike had bee
sayin, an Barney must have been dol
that same, for l notished as we nearo
the graveyard he walked closer to n
thin before.
L don't behave SIGH yarns sez l: =
at rest, they won't want to lave it. an
in the ither place, sure the ould boy
too fond of company to give them Fay
of absence
"'Och,' seq Barney, don't be talk
that way! Whist! What's that"
The wind, boy-the wind seq l.
"'No, it amt, nayther,' seq he; it
some kind of moanin.'
"'Arrah.' SEE 1, yell be havin a gho.
here whittier or no.
There We are maxim light-an, ocl
murther, there's somethin in the road
An wild that he jumped the fence into til
field, and seq he, III take the short CT
home
II looked afther him, an seq 1, .Arral
thin, cowardly spalpeen that We are, eff
don't tell this on ye, thin me name ism
John Mahone.'
Afther he had gone L walked on
little furder, whin short distanc
ahead, for it was miserable dark by thi
time, thought L saw two figures mo,
In on toward the graveyard. 1 shtoI
ped for a few minutes conshiderin wha
best to do, an SEE 1 to meself, Joh1
don't be a coward; if they're shpirit.
sure the1l niver hurt ye,' so 1 kept OF
Whin l come to the shtile, 1 could Sc
nothin at all, at all, but 1 heard talk Il
laughin from the clergyman's house; s,
thinks L, it'll be no harm to look roun
an see what that is. The parlor wind
shutters was open, an L shtepped up O
the porch, whin there was Kathie a
Larry Burke just made man an wife a
shtandin near was my ould woman.
walked in widout Fave or license, an Sc
L: 'Kathie, kiss yer father-an, ould We