The Montgomery advertiser., 1904-03-13

reached tAe big lower branch .e turned nImbly. ran along the limb until hS was outside of the wall and dropped into the grass while the brick whistied viciously over his head Picking up his pail he limped up the road whistling, "Ot course. you know 1t isn't right to do what Du- gan done," while Flaherty shook ais hairy fist. yelled cries and maledic,ions. and vowed that he would find out what Mrs. Doolan had to say.
 As Jack entered the cottage he unload ed the provisions upon the kitchen table, forgetting the red pepper. Throwing a large crimson gtllyflower into his mothers lap, he said:
 ''Misther Flaherty sent that to you wid his respects. mother"
 Faith, I'm obliged to him." said Mrs. Doolan, looking admiringly at the apple as 1t blusned ros!iy against her white apron.
 "Yes. 'tis gillynower, mother, and Mis- ther Flaherty is afther telling me he'll be up here in a little while to ask a favor | of you.''
 "A favor is 1t, poor man." said Mrs. Doolan. pityingly. 'I suppose 'tis a dhrop O snake oil he wants for his rheumatiz ] or an eel skin to tie around his ankle. Now, hurry. Jack, and go milk the man. ny. Twill soon be time for your fa- ther."
 Looking up, she saw a broad grin or her sons face. and, with her woman'G intuition. she divined that F1aherty's visit was pregnant of evil for her boy. As Jack | turned away to look for the goat she re. l alized that the time was at hand wher all her powers of self-control would be | called into play. Mrs. Doolan had learn. | ed. through the alembic of sorrow, that | equal parts of tact, charity and time would heal almost every wound of tht spirit. She never used the strap which hung behind the door, believing that 4 I'only served to harden and degrade hel \ boy, while her husband thought that g | little judicious strapping was necessary
 to keepSJack in the narrow path whicf led to the school and the grocery. When Flaherty limped up the garder walk Mrs. Dooian met him with extend 1 ed hand and a radiant smile. She asked 1 him how his rheumatism was gettinI
 along, and was his wife we'll. and greeted him with all the smiling blandishments O her comedy womanhood And when tn, angry man started to pour out the vial
 of his wrath she kept up such a running comment of sympathetic inquiry that sh, I had him in a chair before he had time
 to say any more than
 "Yes. ma'am, I know; but that larruI
 of boy O yours''-
 "Yes, yes, Mir Flaherty," interrupted
 Mrs. Doolan. smilingly, Ines been steal. l in some O your apples. But you musn't
 mind 1t, because he's only a boy And
 faith. I think you stole them yourself
 when you were young, Mike. Besides l you know that there's never a man that
 raises apples like yours. And while I'm
 thinkin' of it." she continued, going
 to the mantel and picking up a handful
 of cents and nickels, how many apples
 do you think Jack took?"
 Well. Mrs. Doolan. couldn't tel
 surely, but mebbe twas five or six
 Wen say twas quart" said Mrs l Doolan. beaming with pleasure as she I saw that Flaherty was relenting Now
 there's ten cents. Will that be enough?' Take it away, woman! Take 1t away!'
 said Flaherty, magnanimously. "Send 1 the boy down for a pint O. mixed ale
 and pepper and we'll say no more about l it."
 And the vultures of hate. malignitS and revenge, which had been flushed by the scent of carnage, spread their evi