Evening star., 1901-05-11

| the kitchen table whereat Hughey and his
| fellow-workmen were helping themselves as
| well as they could to the eatabeS before
| them well Hughey, didn't tell ye that
we wouldn't be bit the worse of the hun
ger, so long as the big mill was grindin'
away? I'll wager ye a big button to a
boXty soon that it was the recollection of
| that wee bit of consolation that supported
| ye all day
Faith, then" said Hughey. biting an
enormous half-mOon out of slice of bread
and winkigg round the table at the same
| time, Il doubt ye'd won yer wager 1t was
| Just the r1collaction of them same words
that supported mean more than me, too.
| Eh boys?' and he winked again.
In the course of very few weeks after
| that, Billy Conaehan dropped into Mist her
| McGonnigle's establishment, where he was
warmly welcomed by the proprietor, who
| saw IN Billy new customer. Ere Billy
| was many minutes in. too. Jenny McGon-
| nlsie was felicitating himself on having
| secured most exceptionally good GUS
| toner, for it was not In ha aporths and
| penn'o orths, like the average men who pat
ronized him, that Billy ordered his goods
How much is that 1 have got now will
ye kindly make up?' said Billy, as he
looked with pleasure on a miscellaneous
| pile of goods before him.
'Sartin ly. Misther Conaghan,' said Jem-
my, dancing most obsequious att endance on
Billy. THAT comes to jist eleven an a
| ha penny. Anything else | can do for yep
''Yis,' said Billy after pondering what
| else he should get, for he had already
| ordered every description of goods he could
| think of.
"Yis. Misther McGonnble We can give me
| eiiyinpince-ha' penny worth o. clay pipes"
"Elivinpince ha'penny worth Of clay
| pipes! said Jenny, opening his eyes amaz-
| edly. But checking himself the next min
| ute, he proceeded to execute the order with
| alacrity.
'Oh, 1 see," said he, as he papered I'D
| the bundle of pipes, Its a wake We have
| Misther Conaghan."
We'll, no, thanks be to Providence" said
| Billy But. plase God, L hope to have
| van some day
! Jenny could not restrain himself from
| laughing heartily at this last pious hope
and the foresight that prompted it. When
| Billy had got all tied up and firmly placed
under his arms, In pursuance of Hughey's
| waiting for the cash.
| I'm thinkin', Misther McGonnigle, that
ialyes me an you about square now
| ''Laives us square"' cried Jenny. "What
| do YOU name. Misther Conaghan? That's
| II shillings ye owe me-"
| ''Tis. but that dinner We ordhered for
| Hushey Doherty an the other men that
| day they wor' down cuttin' the wrack for
ye. that was a shllin' head for u. an.
| ye see. it Iaives US both now clear. It's
mighty thankful | am to ye. too" said
| Billy. continuing. 'for ordherin' the dinner
| at my house. an l hope yell continye tn
| favor me with yer custom in future. an
! then III only be too happy to run it up in
shop goods with ye. Well play into one
| another's hands. lake Good mornin' Mis-
| ther McGonnigle, an a thousand thanks, ;,
! Jenny stood dumfounded during these
explanations and stipulatons of BilIy's.
| The curse of the crows light on yel,, said
i he. as Billy attempted to depart Sure I
| nivir ordered no dinner from ye!"
But Billy was evidently prepared for this.
| He received it quite coolly, saving:
"Oh. Misther McGonnigle We want to Joke
me now. Ye did ordher the dinner. av
| coorse; or. what was all the same ye sent
; young fellow to me to ordher it. but
| though he made the mist a la
| ordhered it in Hughey Cenaghan's instead
| of in my house, Hughey Doherty set # all
right by. repaitin' the ordher to me- So
| Nancy give them good a dinner as they
| got afore or since an I'm sure as saved
| afore, yen always see yer way to get any
wee dinners ye want that way for yer men
| Mr.. Conaghan."
"HouId on. We scoundhril an. Law down
the goods this mortal minnit or I'll get in
| the polls for ye To the dvil with Won an;
Hughey Doherty! an may he employ two
| other divils to keep cloddin yez at wan
| another some day! I niver-"
Good mornin'. Misther McGonnigle. an
without waiting far any more.
| Jenny made race after him. and q
grapple at him, but Billy proved too nim-
turned disconsolate ana entertained him
| self for the remainder Of the day curs-
Ing and abusing Doherfy the Divil To
make matters worse, too. who should drop
| in when he was-in the middle of his At
but Paddy Brogaf. who, on learning what
was the matter, went on into such an un-
controllable fit Of laughter that Jenny
| promptly kicked him out.
| Doherty the Divil OF course endeayored
| to shun Jenny completely. One day- how
| ever. some time after, Jenny, standing in
his shop. perceived the cause of his woes
hurrying down the opposite side Of the
street. Jenny ran to the door,
| ''Halloa there, scoundhrili rascal! vac
abone! Doherty! Halloa! l want to have a
| word with yer shouted Jenmy after him.
| Hughey neither turned his head nor
| slackened his pace-he rather accelerated
| it. perhaps-but. pointing his left thumb
| over his shoulder and smiling an extreme-
| ly selfsatisfied smile, he shouted back to
| tho enraged Jenny:
Don't thrubble yerself Jenny ayic. thu
| big mills grindin' away!
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