The Montgomery advertiser., 1906-04-06
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Maggy. Will ye sthand by it, Maggyr says I.
 [" It rists wid you entirely sas she. still a-laughin'. I hev nothin' to do wid it.
 But ye will decide tn winnerY says l. 'Ye win chuse wan iv us?
 T looked at Ter straight an she look out tv Ter eye that made me heart jump like a thruck horse. an she says: 'Yis, Michael. Til chuse wan
 An wid that l come away. contint to lave Ter wid Nolan afther seein' that look in 'er eye.
 Well Nolan waited an waited fer chanst to git a wheel. an his chanst come. It wuz about four o'clock wan afthernoon whin call come in from box sivinty-six
 'Whin we turned into Fox streea an Nolan let 'em out fer tn straight run see a single runabout wagon on ahead iv us, goin' our way an well over to tn right iv tn sthreet. He'll Eiver try that says I to mesflf. But Nolan wuz more iv a fool than I give him credit fer bein' an in he turns behind tn rig. Howly Mother says I to mesilf. were done fer. sure.'
 An tn thought had no more than got through me head wnin tn smash come. He'd swung over too far be- hind tn rig an come into 1t on tn run. l heard d crash like two box cars coming together, an a telegraph pole an tn side iv house sailed past me an l landed like a sack f meal.
 Well. ez say. I landed easy, an
 ez soon ez I cud git togither sinso
 enough to know wher I wuz. I looked
 around to see tn amount iv tn day sthrucshun. An ther' certainly wuz an abunjance iv it. Our two injine horses wuz lyin' on tn ground wid tn pole broke--wan iv lem had strained shoulder an niver ran agin---ther wuz
 a pile iv kindlin' wood an scrap iron where the runabout wagon he'd been an tn half-dozen men prisint wuz himsilf lyin under tn wagon wid a
 broken leg an his head cut open. But tn worst iv it wu: that wan iv tn two men in tn punabout wagon had his shoulder broke.
 Costello wuz before tn board. an Nolan wuz before tn board whin he | got out iv tn hospittle---which was not | soon--an' tn rest fv us wuz up to tell | fwhat we knew about 1t. An iv course | tn blame all come onto Nolan. Ther' | Is no doubt he wud've been fired in a howly mint but fer tn pull he had. | His uncle bein' foreman for Clancy. | tn conthracter. stood by i'm. Clancy being strong wid tn city hall people in | thim days. An that's all that Iver | saved Nolan.
 An Maggy? Oh. come near fer | gettin' tn most important bart. Tn next day. seein' how iverythin' had | come me way, I begun to feel sorry | fer poor Nolan an wuz minded to see | if I cud do something to aise i'm down. | So I wint to Costello an sthroked his | fur. an he purred around an finally | sint me to tn hospittle to see if ther' wuz anythin we cud do fer Nolan. "So put an extry shine to me shoes | an give me hair brush an off I | went. An 'viry gay I felt on tn shtreet car trundlin' over to tn hospitt1e, an l vlry willin' I wuz to fergit tn throu- | bles between me an Nolan. 'Tv all tn curyus things ez I think I towled ye. ther's rothin' so curyus ez tn ways iv a woman. Ther' lay Nolan wid his head tied up, an ther' crouchin' on tn floor wid wan arm trown acrost i'm, wuz Maggy Hogan.
 She looked acrost tn bed at me wid
 'er eyes flashin'. an she says; How
 dare you come hereT
 Fwhat tn divil.' says I. Dye not know that J wan tn bet? Ye cowardly dog she says. Ter i'm, if ye'd had yer way An wid that she give cry: oh, Peter an turned to i'm wid 'er arm round his
 neck. an kissed i'm where he lay. I come out. and .whin I wuz come
 back to tn ingine house, Costello says: Is ther' anythin' we cn do fer Nolan? How is he comin'T
 He wants fer nothin'.' says I: an
 I towled tn truth"