Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1904-02-18

from others. He kept Il way.
martyr 70 one great wish living OF
little. working night on ~ job b.
could earn q few extra s. Iings BY
running errands In hi noontid,
hour Of rest, and talkine ans on,
Who would listen oi hiz1ne ereai
hope and Of Nora and litl Jamesy
AZ frst the men. who ~ IA them
selves on being ell Ame< Ems. and
Of turning out the BEST ~ in tbs
city, made sort Of but Connor
whose "Wild Irish" way md yer
dancy we're indeed laugh |e Bul
he won their hearts a Iast. and
when. one day. mountIn ) work
bench. hs shook bis lIttl bundle
wrapped 80 . red Land ! ssszEef. BE-
fore their eyes. and shouted. Look
boys. I've got the whole at last.
am going 30 bring Nora and Jamesy
overst last. Whorool I've gotitr
all felt 9 sympathy in his JOY. and
each grasped his great hand in cor.
dial congratulation, and one propos.
ed 70 treat all round, and drink 6
good voyage 20 Nora.
They parted In q merry mood
most of the men going TO comforta-
ble homes. But poor Connor's rest
ing place was low lodging house,
where he shared o crazy garret with
four other men, and in the JOY Of his
heart the poor fellow exhibited his
handkerchief, with his hard earn
ings tied up in hard wad in the
middle. before he put il under his
pillow and fell asleep. When he
awakened in the morning he found
his treasure gone. Some william,
more contemplate than most bad
men are, had robbed him.
At first Connor could not even be-
lievs 1t lost. He searched every cor.
ner Of the room, shook his quilts and
blankets, and begged those about
him to "quitiokingand giveit back. .
But at last he realized the truth,
Is ony man that bad that it S
thaved from me - he asked. in a
breathless way. Boys, is ony man
that name and bad ?''
And some one answered:
''Nodoubtofit, Connor. It'sstole. .
Then Connor put his head down
upon his hands and lifted his voice
and wept. Itwas one Of those sights
which men never forget. 1t seemed
more than he could bear to have Nora
and his child put, as he heexpressed
it, months away from him again.
But when he went to work thai
day, 1t seemed to all who saw him
that he had picked up new determi.
nation. His face seemed to say, Il
will have Nora with me yet" A;
noon he scratched out a letter, blot.
ted and very strangely scrawled
telling Nora what had happened,
and those who observed him noticed
that he had no meat with his dinner.
Indeed, from that moment he lived
on bread, potatoes and cold water,
and worked as few men ever worked
before. II grew to be the talk oI
the shop, and now that sympathy
was excited, every one wanted te
help Connor. Jobs were thrown il
his way, kind words and friendly
wishes helped him nightly. But nc
power could make him share the food
or drink Of any other workman
That seemed kind Of charity to him
Still he was helped along. A pres
emit from Mr.. Bawn at pay day, SCI
Nora, as he said, "a week nearer,
and this and that and the other ad
ded % the little hoard. Il grew
faster than the frst, and Connor'.
heart was not 50 heavy. Atlast, be
fore he hoped it, he was once NOR,
able TO say. "I'mgoing to bring thin
over, and to show his handkerchief
In which, as before, he had tied uI
bis savings. this time, however, onl,
tohisfriends. Cautious among stran
gers. he bid the treasure. and KEEP
bis vest tightly buttoned over i
night and day until the tickets wer,
bought and sent. Then every man
woman and child capable Of hearing
and understanding, knew that Nor
and her baby were coming.
| There was John Jones, who has
more Of the brute in his composition
than usually falls to the lot Of man
Gwen he, who had cody hurled hi
hammer across the shop at an oi
TENDERS head. missing him by
hairs breadth, would spend tel
minutes In the noon hour in reading
the Irish news 70 Connor. Their
was Tom Barker, the meanest ma
amongst the number, who had neve
been known to give anything 10 an,
ons before. absolutely barsered a
old jacket for o pair Of gilt vase
which peddler broughtin his bash
La 40 fha shon and nresenfed fher