The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1906-09-02
NNRS. O'SHEA SEEKS
IVA A JOB FOR MICKEY
And Mickey, on the Verge Of Bond
age, Executes the Resolve
of Desperation.

The obvious necessity Of needlswork
application TO Mlckey's one pair Of trOuser
e~YectualIy corralled him in his own bed for
one night at least, and Mrs. O'Shea sat by
tho light Of her kitchen lamp critically in
Specting tho small garment.
-MaRSiel'
yes, ma
Rim down, darlin'. TO the samestreSs on
the iurs balow an ask has she a bit Of .
spool Of black thread that she kin let mo
have the loan Of, and I'D take 1t kindly II
she'd q nadle TO spare as well, fer I'm after
putin a patch on Mickey's pants so ~ he'll
look dacent TO take the new place he's got
In the marnin'."
Il didn't know Mickey had a place, ma \,
We'll, he amt rightly got IL yit, but he
will have whtn I take him dow In the marn-
In 70 zee the gintleman.' %
what dom, MAJ.
Il doan't rightly know: it's sonhethin' In .
gintleman's ONCE, and he's to git three
dollars the wake. l seen Il in the paper.
Amt that grand Does Mickey knowf'
Sure he do not. Ilftell him when / have
him safe under me thumb at the dure n
not before. He's that slippery. Rim, Mag
gle, and fetch me the thread and the nadle,
now"
Presently Maggie returned from q sue
oessful quest.
"she ~ontst to know. ma, can she come up
and boil a kittle Of water on our stove cause
her fires out"
The narve OF some people, always a.
b~orryin'. It's a wonder to me she don't
ask the loan Of me -four barrel by day and
me bed by night. Tell her sartinly, Maggie,
but don't be too cordial
The seamstress duly arrived, kettle in
hand. and Mrs. O'shea received her gra-
ciously.
set down while yer waitin' fer the wather
to bile, it's just as chaps. Maggie, fetch a
chair fer Mrs. Nolan. Sure, Nv a fire;
thank God we amt 30 hard up we have to
do widout. tho it's an arful ixpince, to be
sure, and l was Just about to cover it up fer
the night whin ye sin up word that ye'd
like the use Of it.
N thuble at arl. I don't begrudge it to
ye; hip yerself to the wather, Mrs. Nolan;
there's plinty OF IT,. Ia the nadle and thread
workin' satisfactory, did 70 ask2 Fairly
so, Mrs. Nolan, the nadle do be a bit rusty,
but / suppose it's the best We had.
Yes, Mickey's got a place; it's time the
spalpeen was a-wurkin'. He's gittin' that
wild, %runnin' the strates from marpin' till
mamin' sometimes; unless / have me eye
on him constant, l doan't know where he's
at"
Within the adjacent room, II one had
peered into the darkness, might have been
seen a small object pronely propelling it.
self By . series OF snakelike fluctuations
across the floor till it reached the threshold,
where it lay concealed by the partition,
with one alert eye and ear turned toward
the group in tho kitchen.
IF he's a wurkin',' continued Mrs.
O'Shea, it'll kape him arr the ~strates,
whichTl ba a good thing, I dunno, and Ill
tell the boss IL he nades a batin' not to
have no efficacy on my account. fer it's
only what's comm to him anyway. An
besides thot. the three dollars a wake that
he's airnin' will buy some real stylish
clothes fer Maggie whin she's after goin'
into sassiety this winter.
Must ye be goin', Mrs. NoIanI Well,
yer wilcum to the hot wather intoirely,
don't spake OF it. I've no doubt you'll
be glad to retarn the favor some time
IL required no little encoura cement to
get Mickey out Of bed next morning. Mrs.
O'Shea herself was up early and had
washed and ironed a small shirt before
the breakfast hour, but on trying to arouse
her son from slumber she encount cred
difficulty.
II sonorous and labored breathing indi-
Gated anything, Mickey was wrapped in a
profound sleep. She called him, without
avail; she shook him gently, then forcibly,
and finally his eyes opened reluctantly.
Cit up out O. this II ye don't me to.
warm ye good"
-Oh, ma, I'm 50 sick!"
Sick, eh, where do ye be sick7'
ITS a fierce pain in me back, ma
She dragged him out and looked him
over.
Sure it's too bad yer sick wild Ma ggie
frying pancakes fer yer breakfast
Mickey scanned the vista through the
open door.
Il might eat a few " he vouchsafed warily.