Walker Lake bulletin. (Hawthorne, Nev.) 1883-1926, 1901-09-04

S> OWN the lane leading to John
il Delane's farmhouse, one beauti-
- full June evening many years
ago, could be seen u steady stream Of
vehicles of all descriptions. Every
farmer for miles around had been In
vited to the wedding of Mary Delane,
and tonight the suspicious event was
to take place. Preparations had been
made on a grand scale; John Delane
had determined to make this, the we'd
ding Of his only child, a memorable
event.
The match between Mary Delane and
Shaun Brady had been brought about
and perfected by Pat Mulcahy, re-
nowned matchmaker. Mary was an
exceptionally pretty girl. and as good as
she was pretty. Shaun Brady was
twice her age. possessing an unenvia-
BILE name and many enemies; but, as
John Delane remarked, "a moneyed
man has many jealous friendsn land
money Shaun had in plenty, that Gov
cred all deficiencies, moral and physi-
cal, In John Delane's eyes.
Mary Deane had no love for Shaun
Brady, she well knew that her life
would be in many ways hard one, but
she had been badgered by her father
until she had said yes with heavy
heart. -fFr.t Ft~rr s
The bridegroom and priest had not
yet arrived, but the dancing began,
Tom Rarty, the fiddler. playing The
Wind That Shook the Barley" In fin
ished style. Mary did not participate,
reservlng her first dance for her future
husband. She received the guests as
they came, standing proudly beside her
father, her face white as marble.
Her thoughts were wandering far
and wide when voice aroused her
and sent the blood to her cheeks.
God save all here!'
God save you kindly, Dan," she
heard the company respond In unison.
and then Dan Reardon was shaking the
hand which she mechanically out
stretched.
In a moment he had gone. mingling
among the guests. asf
More power to ye," he said to the
fiddler, as that worthy man finished.
IAN shure," answered Tom, "it's hav
ing the loikes of a fine bouchal like
yerself beside me that gives me the
power"
Dan Joined In the general laugh.
Its about time the groom and his
reverence were here" said Mary's
uncle.
"oh, they'll be here directly now"
said John Delane. "Shure she'll be
taken from me soon enough"
Dan Reardon sat by the porch door.
gazing abstratctedly into the darkness
outside; Mary watched him from her
good man arose In answer to SER
wants call, she slipped quietly over to
where Dan was. fEEe
"a penny for your thoughts. DAN"
said she.
They're priceless, miss said he.
''for was just thinking of the wan l
love best in this dreary. bitter world"
'1ndadew said Mary. An shure it's
a nice girl she must be. to win your
love"
She said this lightly, though her heart
was heavy n~.. r,fs
'.She is the sweetest woman that ever
put n foot ON the ground"
AN suppose she returns your love.
DAM" she asked, interrogatively.
''Oh, no, no. MISS Shure it's little
she knows OF the love | have for her,
and In wan way I'm glad It's impident
she'd think me, widout a pinny to me
name. to have serious thoughts about
her." '-'t s -
IF I'm not too bold, Dan, I'll be after
AKIN you who she is an its anxious l
am to know" -~.,-.
But this question seemed. to cause
Dan the greatest confusion, and.
strange to say, when Mary looked at
him and their eyes met, she also grew
confused. 49, = =
"Och. shure, Miss Mary he STAN,
mered, you'd be the last one I'd tell.
Don't AK me no more. shure it's only
folly on my side"
We'll. then. Dan, you can tell me
whether she is dark or fair"
''Well, I'll say this much. miss, that
to me she's the fairest girl in Kerry"