The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1902-02-01

pile, now; not that Oh names that
as amy indoocemint, but OF love ye
greatly. Why should We throw yesilf
away on the 'parson," who is wrong
una thafe?"
eyer liar! Tho 'parson' were
never thief, and how dare yer say
so? Ye are cad. came and asked
yer help eos l 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 ivlince agin him. Oh
endeavor to dissuade we from wastin'
yer love on SIGH u one, and offer We
me own love. Where is the disgrace?
However, if yen be me wife, Nelly,
Oil save him if Oh can, thafe or no
thafc, not bekase Oh behave he's in
nercent, but fer your swate sake.
Will ye promise?"
mo, 1 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"
"Wont' yer do it without me prom
Use? Not as an honorable gentleman,
Denis?"
"No!"
"Then I promise, but on'y on con-
dition that yer save him, mind yer.
| can't stand by and see him die. But
as fer you'll hate yer fer low-down
mean hound
She run off then, leavin' Denis be-
wildered.
He watched her out of sight, think
in all the time. Then smile grad
ually spread over his face--the smile
of Il Teller what's fought and won.
Dear, pluclly 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 ye up to?" says
Denis.
'I'm thinkin' yer'd better not aim
terfere with this here gatherin', Den
is" said the president.
"Arrah, but Dim only 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. Oh tell
we the parsons innocint."
Don't yer be fule. We've jest had
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 ruffianl
standing ready.
"Now, listen to me, ye blayguards!
The fust wan that touches that rope
Oil let daylight through him, Oh will
Listen to me. Oh have confession ia
make. I did this crime mesilf."
Ter say they were astonished would
be putting it mildly. There were q
look of utter amnzement on every.
ones face, and they all crowded
around the president and seemed tc
be all talllin' at once. Presently g
hush fell on the crowd and the presi
dent spoke.
"Denis O'Irien, by yer own confis
sion yer pleads guilty of thievin'. Ye1
have heartlessly robbed pore hard
woriin' man and have also allowed 6
inherent young teller ter be tried
condemned and nearly executed. We
amt particular here, but thievin' is q
crime which we must stamp out al
any cost. Yer know the penalty and
we Gun make no exception. Person,
ye're lucky and can now go free. AL
! low me ter be the fust ter congrat
ulate yer"
I Then says the "parson":
Don't congratulate yet. Yer've
just tried and nearly hung me fer {
crime 1 never done. Jest think of thu
anxiety must have suffered. Don,
yer think yer owe me sorter recon
> pensc? don't want much. It's onl!
> that yer let Denis go, if he promises
4 to git away at once. He confessed tel
this of his own free will, which show
} some pluck anyway"
The president commenced ter lool
Uneasy, and more SO still when he saw
!. Nelly walkin' quickly towards 'em.
9 eyer see, it's like this ere. OF
+ Blacks COLDS been snickered, an
0 someone's got ter be punished fer II
d Imagine, if yer can, what q prett
= pass things would take If we ono
+ took it inter our heads to let 'em of
No, we can't make no exception i
n this case, anyhow. Miss Bell" h
!, said, turning to Nelly, "this ain
n quite the place fer ladies, and I hop
. yer won't take it MS unkind if W
K arsks yer ter go away. AS a matte
n of fac we've got some very unplea'
. ant bis'ness ter get fixed up"
t, Up ter the present Nell had nc
1t bdared ter look at the prisoner.
70 II tell yer, Mister President, yer's
u got the wrong man. The 'parson' ain
y took nothing"
t. NO. so we've found out; b,
j. Denis has confessed"
Nell started back in amazemel
o, when she saw Denis.
"Denis, me brave boy, what ha,
N yer been an done?" she exclaimed.
Z eyer tould me to kape 'em back a
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