The Savannah morning news., 1901-01-13

Ameriky for a couple i years, sure It
isn't goin' out l. the wurrr l am. Don't
think, father, dear, that bekase 1 put a
few miles i say atween us I'll forget ye."
mo, no, no. l don't thing it at all. at
all! / don't dhraim iv such a thing,
Micky," his father said, quickly.
mo. father; but I'll be fit to do some
thin both for yerself an mesself in thon
(yon) country, when l can't do for
aither iv us in this" Micky's father had
to bow his head, and let his boy go in
peace to push both their fortunes. "Fa-
ther," Micky said in his young enthusiasm
on the morning of his departure, "Pll
make a man iv you afore I'm long in
Ameriky an a man iv meself." God
bless ye Micky a-chuisle mo chroidhe!
God Almighty bliss We, an guard over
ye." And Connal Brogan cried salt tears
when Micky, his joy and his pride, was
gone.
A lonely man now. Connal Brogan toll
ed on upon his little farm Sadness was
in his heart, but a buoyant hope also
which relieved the oppression. In a
months time came a CHEEKY letter from
Micky, who had landed safely, and was
going to do great things. of which his
father would hear more in the next let
ter.
But, though the patient, hopeful, loving,
poor father waited seven years looking
for that next letter, it never came.
Micky had had a series of misfortunes.
He did not get work as soon as he eX-
pected and during the period Of anxious
suspense could not write. He met with
evil companions, who induced him to
drink and drown thought, and then he
would not write. When he got a position
he lost it again before he had saved
money to send home, and then did not
like to write. And after this varied luck
continued for some time, Micky was a
demoralized boy and forgot to write.
But though Mickey forgot his father,
that father let net one waking hour pass
in which he did not send long, long
thoughts after poor Micky.' He knew
not-did not for a moment suspect-what
had really happened TO Mickey. When
boy returned to the parish from Ameri-
ca-returned to Doorin, Ardaghie, Glen
ainy or Binban--from Boston, from
Philadelphia, from Texas or Colorado
Connal Brogan spat upon his stick and
went to visit the returned Yankee: and
from him sought for news Of poor
Miclxv" in Brooklyn. And none Of those
who came from Brooklyn md knew
MicIy and knew how he was livng-one
dav I'm a good position and well dressed,
NEXT day on the streets and In rags
not one OF these had the heart 10 tell
Connal how matters really were. 20,
tbev all said. "Micky Is a grand fela.
an dom fine" Connal's heart was al
,yavs raised at hearing this and his JOY
rekindled. 'Ill warrant Micky's gran
folla entirely" he would say, with
question in his tone. Indeed, an he
IS, gran folla, out an OUT" the Yam
kee would reply, AN dom very fine
eh?" VERY fine entirely. Connal-very
0nc. indeed" I'll warrant ye-Iu war
rant We" renecuvoly, poking the floor
with his stick Hes mindin himself
veil on his religion? An behavin' him
self like he always knew how"
II was often trying on the questioned
ono to carry on The untruths-but there
vas no way out Of It. Yes. indeed,
mlndin' nls religion an himself, an a
that's Nlcky-that's poor Micky. a very
moral iv behavior, as you say May
Goa continue him So What-what mes
sage did Micky sen me?.' 'Mieky sayee,