Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1901-08-21
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had determined to make this, the we'd
ding Of his only child, memorable
event.
The match between Mary Delane and
Shaun Brady had been brought about
! and perfected by Pat Mulcahy, re-
nowned ma, thmaker. 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, ms
John Delane remarked, "a moneyed
man has many jealous friends and
money Shaun had in plenty, that COW
cred NIL deficiencies, moral and physi-
cal. In John Delane's eyes.
Mary Delane 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.
The bridegroom and priest had not
yet arrived, but the dancing began,
Tom Harty. the fiddler, playing The
i Wind That Shook the Barley" in I'm
lshed style. Mary did not participate,
reserving her first dance for her future
husband. She received the guests as
5 they came. standing proudly beside her
father, her face white as marble.
Her thoughts were wandering far
and wide when voice aroused her
ind 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.
More power to yc," he said to the
fiddler, as that worthy man finished.
An shure," answered Tom. Its hay-
ing the loikes of fine bouchal like
Z yerself beside me that gives me the
power"
Dan Joined In the general laugh.
"It's 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
place beside her father, and as that
good man arose in answer to n SER
wants coll, she slipped quietly over to
where Dan was.
"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"
..Indade!' said Mary. "An' shure It's
nice girl she must be. to win your
love"
she said this lightly, though her heart
was heavy.
"She is the sweetest woman that ever
put a foot on the ground
"An' suppose she returns your love,
Z Dan Z" she asked, interrogatiyeiy.
"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 llnpident
she'd think me. widont pinny to me
name, to have serious thoughts about
her."
IF Pm not too bold, Dan, I'll he 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.
"Och, shure, Miss Mary" he stam-
mered, you'd be the last one I'd tell.
Don't AK me no more. shure it's only
folly on my side"
"Well, 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"
''Giye me her initials, thin" coaxed
Mary, ''an' maybe can guess"
"Arrah, now, don't say no more about
II"
"But you must tell me" she insisted.
II not let you alone till You do"
We'll, thin, since you're SO detar-
mined. I'll take the consequences an
tell you; her name is"-here he waited
for a moment -. Mary Delane."
Mary blushed like a wild rose, and
stammered:
ooh. Dan, shure you can't name me?''
Dan looked her full in the face as he
said, quietly:
tits you. l name, Mary; but don't be
angry; shurc thought I'd cut my
tongue out before I'd tell you. but you
drove me to 1t. oh dear. oh dear, an
on your weddin' night, too! Don't mind
me. miss; I'll not trouble you in any
way again. but call Gods blessings
down OH you this night, an my con-.
slant prayer will be for your happi-
ness"
"An' do you think could be happy
with Shaun Brady" asked Mary, with
an upward glance.
"well, hope you'll be" he answered
evasiyely.
IAN what's the good hoping any such
thing, when you know, well as do,
Chat happiness and ! will part forever