Los Angeles herald., 1906-07-22

dust from his troat as he phrased IT, Inc
washing process had developed into such pro-
portions that McGheoghan's wife said he might
as well "dhrown himself and be done wild it. T"
Then she applied what she called the wather-
cure" and McGheoghan reformed. Mrs Nc
Gheoghan had such faith in the reformation that
she had taken the baby and had gone for three
days to her cousins, the O'Flahnigans, in Sauce
Ito: and the only admonition she had given her
husband was the parting injunction, Mind yer
eye. now, Maurice
McCheoehan had not been particularly proud
Of his descent from the McGheoghans of Galway,
but his Young wife continually dinned 1t into
him that they were "a fine oud family, and
that he ought not to disgrace them by associat-
ing with people beneath him II was bad enough
to be poor she said without mixing with the
common herd As Distinguishing mark, she al
wavs gave an Italian pronunciation to her hus-
bands name Maurice, and insisted upon his do
inc tbe same Mrs Mc(4heoghan had learned
Italian in her youth among the fishermen OF
North Beach Maurice did not take his wife s
discipline kindly, and it was only his love Tor
her that made him endure it. Out OF her sight
he liked to be one Of the boys and in sly rldi
cule of her aristocratic pretensions spoke OF nm
self as a shuman Elevator" he elevated brlcks
bv the hodful up ladder.
When McGheoghan pushed quietly through the
screen doors, slipped unobtrusively past the crowd
AZ the bar. sat down at the last table, and began
Sullivan knew something in the wind; tor
had not the ORourkes told his wife that Mrs
McGheoghan had forbidden her husband to have
ANYTHING to do with that 'low-down saloon-keep-
err Jimmy Sullivan?
"What'll yez have, me bye?" called Jimmy, as
the last man drew one of the three towels hang
ing before the bar across his dripping mustache
and swung himself out into the street. Faltn,
but it's long time since I've had the good luck
to grip yer fist man. Here's the crane o the
season till ye.
If the thought Of his wife came to the nod
carrier at all, it probably brought suggestion
IN make hav while the sun shone, for he and
Jimmy filed and emptied glass after glass while
they smoked black cigars and chatted over the
Gould times" when they were single. Sullivan
kept the clearer head, for it was part OF his
business to do 30, hut even his speech grew
thick and he spilled his stock as he served the
two or three late customers that came in before
he and McGheoghan were left to themselves.
Long after the usual time of closing, Sullivan s
wife. who lived over the saloon looked timidly
in through the back door and asked Jimmy when
he coming home.
Cit to out O. here wild We, and mind
yer own business was his answer That's the
way talk till my wife, Morris" he said. "Ye'd
be betther off if yed give yer own taste av
the same when she's deludherin' We wild her hifal-
utin idees"
McGheoghan recalled the time when he had
known Mrs. Sullivan as pretty Kitty Lafferty,
and the barkeepers manner Jared the pleasant
recollection he did not like to his old flame
treated like that He did not relish free advice,
either; and when Sullivan spoke slghtingly Of
Mrs McGheoghan it rolled him. Things were
rather hazy just then, and the notion crept into
his head that he was doing wrong and that Sui
Ivan was rejoicing in his lapse from virtue. To
maintain his dignity he considered it necessary
to impress Sullivan with the fact that the Nc
Gheoghans were people to be respected; so he
said:
"Me names Mowreechy."
That's another fool idee yer wifes made ye
swally. Morris good enough for We when ye
bye, but when ye got married yer wife must
go changin' yer name. But yer Morris for all
that"
"Me names Mowreechy, and if ye go fer to
call out it, or say wifes name ag in,
I'll bate We wild that mug
Sullivan leered at him derisivey:
Eyer names Morris McGheoghan, and yer
wife's fannemouthed chaw like yerself."
The impact of beer-glass Suivan's left
eye caused him to measure his length upon the
floor. The shock reused him, however, and in a
moment the two were fighting like cats The
crash of overturned tables and chairs and of
breaking glass would have caught the attention
of the patrol had that individual not been dozing
in the next block. 1t would have awakened Mrs
Sullivan had she not been at that particular time
half asphyxiated in her sleep by smoking mante
spread which had fallen over the lamp left burn
ing for her husband.
The fire had smouldered for half an hour, and
the room filled with smoke, when a spark
fell on the table and ignited bit of paper. Ir
instant the in a blaze. burning
curtain caught the eye of a late traveller, who
turned in an alarm. The hook-and-adder truck
dashed up to the place, and fireman snatcheC
the stupefed woman out of a burning bed, but
he did not notice the diacent alcove where LITTLE
four-year-od Kitty Sullivan lay dreaming.
When Maurice McGheoghan was showed away
from his antagonist he thought Jimmy's friends
had come to take part in the scrimmage- But
the firemens uniform and Sulvan's despairinl
cry of my God! where's Kitty" reused ideG
In his head. The McGheoghans of Galway hac
noble blood in their veins and never deserted q
female in distress.
The fremen were busy saving Sullivan's stock
They did not heed the uncouth figure, with bloody
face and torn clothes, reeing through the bach
door and up the narrow stairs. Through Sitting
smoke and in water and flame he groped hi
way, while Sullivan was out in the street kneel
ing beside his wife, sprinkling her face and chafnl
her wrists.
She opened her eyes and gasped, Kitty
Sullivan had thought that of course the chile
was saved with its mother, but now the fea
struck him that this was not So He ran from
one to another of the by-standers, frantic in hi
search. but no one had seen the little girl As il
desperation he turned TO the burning rookery,
window crashed out and a burst Of flame lghte,
his road to the little stairway. He sprang to
ward it and nearly overturned staggering rag
ged, blaekened and begrimed man carrying in hi
arms bundle OF bedelothes, from out of which
voice called to jimmy
'Papai"
He threw both arms round the pair, and tw
soiled and bruised faces met in an Irish en-