Los Angeles herald., 1906-07-22
Z ELLIS PARKER, BUTLER
copyright BY JBLipptncott Z Co

| said rising. "O be going to see Alderman Nc
Gnnis. ON be back gin we're done atm"
She found the Alderman at table, and resolute-
ly declined Mrs McGinnis' hearty invitation to
take a bite.
"Oi KEN in about Wildly O'Leary," she eS
planned, shortly, where be we thinlSin' they'll
move her to-, Mister McGinnis?"
! "I don't know" he said; somewhere on the
Other side of town. like enough. They'd move
her anywhere to git rid of her"
"An' be it thrue We won't be elected il We
don't git her of tn strate, Mister McGinnis?"
she asked eagerly.
"True as you sit there, Mrs. MCGUIRE" said
DGcGinnis
Listen to the mon!' said Mrs Mcclure amia-
bly,. "Well, mebby Wildly Mcclure kin do a
thing or two yt that all we great vans can't
! She took the cup of tea Mrs. McGinuis had
prepared for her and steadied the saucer on her
knee. McGinnis watched her take a sip. She
watched him over the edge of the teacup.
'1t's fone tay We have, Mssus McGinnis," she
said, and then turned to the Alderman. me
bye Moike has the heart av him set on gittin' on
tn foorce. Mister McGinnis, an woes if We
lose mkt year, sir. Do We give me your worrud,
sir, that me bye goes on tn foorce, an Oil tind
to Wildly 0Leary, sir
Mr.. McGinns laid his knife on his plate and
swung his chair around.
eff you make Mrs. O'Leary want to move,
ma am I'll put Mike on the force next year. You
have my word, Mrs. Mcclure he said.
Mrs Mcclure drained her teacup and arose.
"Oi'll do it, said she, and she did She drop
ped in on Widow OLeary the next morning. tax
ing her quarter pound of tea, and easily led
the conversation to Mrs. Terry's visit and Wild
ow O'Leary's long postponed return call.
But it's beyant me, Missus O'Leary, how ye
can bear to be missin' the chanst to dhrop in
on her an take a fri'ndly cup o tay, whin the
chanst is thrown at your fate loike, she said re-
proachfully.
Mrs. O'Leary puffed at her pipe. "Oi niver
heard av the chanst," she said. DO ye be fool
in wild me, Mssus McGuire?'
"Shame an We for sayin' the worrud, Mlssus
| O'Leary" said Mrs. Mcclure Ear be 1t from
me to be foon' wild ye. But it's not me as
wud think more than whin Oi have the
chanst to rode right to her dure as tome as II
Oh had me own carridge, Mssus O'Leary."
Talk sinse, Missus Mcclure, please, ma am, y
said Mrs OLeary. "Hev We gone loony, talkln
O. cartridges to the loikes av poor wildly loke
me?"
Mrs. Mcclure shook her had sadly "Oi dunno
phwat to think av ye, Missus O'Leary!" she ex-
claimed. "But mebby we dunno where tn city
wants to move YEP?
Mrs. O'Leary shook her head.
"Think O. that now!" said Mrs. Mcclure.
can they didn't tell ye? Mary befri'n'd us!
Why, where but over tn hill, am, to foine
bit O. ground wild grass to kape the pig fat all
summer ma am Oh wud loike to hev shanty
alongside av We there, Ma'am Oh wud so, But
twas not that Oh was thinkn av, Mssus
O'Leary, but how you'd go to git there, ma'a am.
Roight past Mssus Terry's dure! Think av that
now! Here ye'd sit loke ledy in your own shan
ty, ma am, wild the shanty goin' along the strate
aisy loike not KNOWN we wah movinat all-at-all,
an loolxin out av the windy aseen the soights.
An whin We got to Missus Terry's very dure,
ma am, they'd wait till yer made fri'ndly call
an took cup O tay, loike! It's envyin' ye Oh
am. ma am Well, Oi always towld Larry
whin he was aloive, (God rist his sowl!) some
are born wild chances an some wild unchances' y
She sighed deeply.
Mrs. OLeary. laid her pipe on the table beside
| her and arose.
"Phwat hev Oh been thinkin' av, Missus Nc
CURE" she said mot cookin' sup O tay for
We! Is Moike well these days? foine big lad
he's got Oh hear An mebby if We be passn by
again the day, Missus Mcclure, dear, you'll have
bit o. black thread in your pocket. Oi hev a
great tear in me black dress ma am, an Oi
wud not loike to be calm on Missus Terry in
rags an tatters."
"Moike," said Mrs. Mcclure that night when
her burly son swung up to her door, you'll be
swingin' a club as grand a king mkt year. It's
foine yell be lookin in blue wild rows av brass
buttons on befront an behnt."