The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1901-04-21

no answer coming, he clutched tighter at
the window and continued: Where were
&c all last night? Why didn't We come
home to us. waitin' yonder an missin' our
sleep? Shame on ye. Ned Brady, black
shame on We! You've been up to no good.
You're up to no good now. We blaggard-
We blaggard! Come out to income out
say, before l bring the polls. Come out,
cried the Ancient, i'm a voice that blent
it's fierce treble most strangely with the
piteous sound of the emigrants' wailing
t-breaking sound pierced through by
that passionate old voice. Come out" it
went, come out, We divil, before l bring
the polls to ye!''
1t seemed to me, sitting there .observ-
ant, that at the word the youths face
blanched; certainly. he shrank into his
corner, covered there a moment, then
made as If to rise.
But even as he gathered in his feet,
his companion bent forward, whispered
to him a word and turned his face. IT
was a cruel face, with thin lips and mar
row black eyes; and seeing 1t the Ancient
drew back and raised his hands. phil
Cara" said he; Phil O the Hollow! You,
toor'
"Ay, me, too An what OF that. Micky.
me SOM" The voice was thin and hard,
cold and satiric. Sure, it's not the first
time you've seen me in your life. Why
can't We quit shoutin' there like fool
an go an bid the people goodbye
Phil O. the Hollow Coin wi him?"
The Ancient drew back step. raised a
hand and rubbed his eyes. Coin wi
him" he repeated slowly. as If to his
inner self. Coin wi him. 80
well, an what o. that? Dye think
I'll ate him body an bones? Be the Lord,
but We must be dotin in your ould age!'
Phil laughed harshly. "Ah, away wi We
an bid the people goodby. Away now,
before"
Come out wi ye-come outcome outy'
Again the Ancient clutched the window
and pushed in his face; again broke into
shrillness. You'll not 80, Ned Brady
you'll not go. There's some divilment on
foot; you've been at divilment in the
night Come home wi me-" Fiercely he
drew back. turned the door handle and
made to enter; and just then the whistle
sounded, the engine shrieked, and the last
glimpse l had OF Miclxy, as the train NOV
ed away, showed him tight in the pOr-
ter's arms with his hands raised and
blenched. eye divll-ye divil," he cried ::
''ah, We divil. ." His voice died
out behind a plteous sound of wailing;
there came a wild rush Of streaming
faces along the platform. a quick budding
Of excited figures by the signal box
skirts, cheers, mad waving OF hats
then sudden hush and the peace of the
brooding fields.
For a while I sat humoring drought.
then settled back IN my corner brought
out a book and across it fell 10 observ-
ing my companions. The two sat silent
and passive. They were dressed In
peasant fashion rough tweed coats, cor
duroy trousers, heavy boots and peaked
caps, cotton scarves leather belts. on
him called Ned a pair Of knee straps.
90 him called Phil a pair Of buttoned
leggings The clothes OF both were fad
ed and worn. odorous also OF stale peat
smoke but whilst Ned's were patched
and mud-stained. Phirs were sound and
clean. nor had they altogether that quaint
rusucity Of cut and manufacture which
stamped bic companion 40 with the very
name Of clo1hopper in other ways also
one differed from the other. oven 10 de-
tails 81 aspect Nfds hands were rough
ana clumsey. his skin hard and SUM
feorchrd. limbs urEaiuly face far ] had
eeen, end naW even noWY in paul hcafg
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