The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1902-01-25

MI tnls intcrist IN the parsonG
There was no answer.
Its bekase We love him."
"Denis, ye're right-it Is" says
Nelly.
The freshman weren't no saint, and
when he heard this his soul was filled
with jealousy. A bitter fight took
place tween his honor and love, and
it weren't long fore love KEN out
on top. Why should be sacrifive every
think jest fer this mincing "parson?'''
Presently he looked up and said:
...Nell, darlint, ashamed of meself OF
am, but Oh can't help it at all. Place
don't think too bad of me, but OF must
tell We. Oh love We mesilf. There's
the trooth. Look at the matther
from commonsinse point of view.
He's penniless and Oh has a dacant
pile, now; not that OF names that
as amy indoocemint, but Oh love We
greatly. Why should We throw yesilf
away on the parson," who is wrong
una thafe?"
"Yer liar!' The 'parson' were
never thief, and how dare yer say
SO? Yc are cad. came and asked
yer help COS 1 thought yer was a
gentleman, Denis. Evidently / were
mistook."
You're not mistook at all. It's
Everyone for himself in this wur-ruld.
What have Oh done dishgraceful, Oh
should like to know? Oh refuse to
purvent jist penalty bein' inflicted
on thafe, who has had fair trial,
with all the ividince agin him. Oh
endeavor to dissuade We from wastin'
yer love on sich one, and offer We
me own love. Where is the disgrace?
However, if yen be me wife, Nelly,
OH save him IL OF can, thafe or no
thafe, not bekase Oh behave he's in
nerccnt, but fer your swate sake.
Will we promise?'
"No. I cannot" says Nelly angrily.
"Thin, bedad, let him swing" blurt-
ed out Denis, sullenly, at which Nelly
commenced to cry.
"Jist promise, and Oh save him or
do me best"
won't yer do it without me prom
Use? Not as an honorable gentleman,
Denise"
"No!"
"Then 1 promise, but only on con-
dition that yer save him, mind yer.
1 can't stand by and see him die. But
as fer you'll hate yer fer a low-down
mean hound"
She run off then, leavin' Denis be-
wildered.
He watched her out of sight, think
in all the time. Then n smile grad
ually spread over his face-the smile
of Teller what's fought and won.
"Dear, plucky little gir-rl," he NUT
tered. ~
Denis arrived at the tree jest in
time. The rope were already round
the parsons" neck.
"Bhoys, what are yc up too" says
Denis.
"I'm thinkin' yer'd better not ain
terfere with this here gatherin', Den
is" said the president.
"Arrah, but Oi'm on'y interferin'
beggin' your honor's pardin, prisi-
dent, bekase it's committing muir.
ther We all are. Ye are jist goin' to
stirring up an Innocent bhoy. Oi tell
we the parsons innocint."
Don't yer be fule. We've jest had
a kinder trial, jedge, joory, and all
proper, and the verdict of this court
is guilty, and may the Lord have
mercy on his SOUL The empty box
was found in his shanty right enough
there amt no mistake in that-and
he can't explain it nohow. I'm sorry
fer yer, SEEM as p'r'aps he's pard
of yourn, but get the job over" he
said, turning to some of the ruffians
standing ready.
snow, listen to me, we blayguards!
The fust wan that touches that rope
Oil let daylight through him, Oh will
Listen to me. Oh have confession to
make. / did this crime mesilf"
Ter say they were astonished would
be putting it mildly. There were q
look of utter amazement on every
ones face, and they all crowded
around the president and seemed to
be all tall<in' at once. Presently n
hush fell on the crowd and the presi-
dent spoke.
"Denis O'Brien, by yer own confis-
sion yer pleads guilty of thievin'. Yer
have heartlessly robbed pore hard
workin' man and have also allowed a
innercent young Teller ter be tried,
condemned and nearly executed. We
amt particular here, but thievin' is a
crime which we must stamp out at
any cost. Yer know the penalty and
we can make no exception. 'Parson,
ye're lucky and can now go free. Al
low me ter be the fust ter congrat-
ulate yer"
Then says the "parson":
Don't congratulate yet. Yer've
just tried and nearly hung me fer a
crime 1 never done. Jest think of the
anxiety must have suffered. Don't
yer think yer owe ME a sorter recon-
pense? don't want much. It's only
that yer let Denis go, IL he promises
to git away at once. He confessed ter
this of his own free will, which shows
some pluck anyway"
The president commenced ter look
Uneasy, and more SO still when he saw
Nelly walkin' quickly towards 'em.