Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1907-12-31
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Leprechaun
LOChinvar.
"A Metz Years Story
BY CfiVe Harper.

copyright. 1907 by c. n. Lurie.I
" T wor just this wise, yis Me
III auntS sicond cousin. Rory Bran
IA nigan, an betoken it wor me
great-aunt by merriage an not
me own blood relation at all, at all,
an it wor the talk av the county at
the time av it. an thot's thrue for yez.
an it wor Leprechaun as done it.
Lizzie McFadden wor her name. Och.
there's a CELL at the bottom av all
things as goes wrong, to be sure. an
she's name wor Elizabeth, after the
blissid saint, an Rory wor he's name,
an she's name wor Lizzie for short.
Lizzie wor a purity CELL, wild two
eyes as black as sloes an hair so black
an shiny thot it wor like the gown
Lady Morris wore to mass. An the
two cheeks av her. Oh, wirra, but
they wor rid, ridder nor roses nor a
robins brist, an her lips matched 'em.
Oh, aye, she wor a swate, purity CELL,
an sassy an imperent! Her tongue
it wor hung in the middle an loose
n sting in the other.
Sometimes she would sting first an
put the honey on after, but more times
she'd honey yez all up till yez fought
she wor all honey. all thin yez'd git
the sting av it, an it wud keep yez
on tinterhooks TO know fwhat wor
comm mkt.
So, as l sid, Rory O'Brannigan wor
did in love wild her, but sorra's the
day! He wor thot DISTRESSED thot he
have nothin' in the wide wurruld but
the two hands av him. big. strong
body, a curly yellow hid like a sirgin'
linnet an two blue eyes filled wild div
eltry an fun. Yis, he wor in love
wild Lizzie. but no one liver fought
she liver encouraged him, for wild all
her scornful ways an stingin spache
rig'lar to her july an up betimes for
| first mass.
She wor maid to Lady Morris foive
year come Candlemas, an jurin' thot
| time she kipt comp'ny wild no wan at
| all, at all. Whin Lady Morris died
| i<-hDAC htli holiC W lSluciih wiz HCl
feyther, an the auld spalpeen wor a
WILDLY man, an he seen wildly wo
man in Kerry wild a foine shnug
| farrum, an he an she wor goin' tC
be merried mkt Lady day. The wildly
cudden abide to have a young gel
about, an spechur one so purity as
Lizzie. for it made her look twinty
years aulder.
| Yis. so thin she bediveled the auld
mon-the omadhoun!-to see Feyther
Mccarthy an have him pick out a
| husbun' for her. An bechune 'em they
fixed on Pat MCGOWAN. the widdy's
own nevvy, God hip us, so she do.
| Now, Lizzie wor oliver. an betimes
whin worrekin' for Lady Morris as her
own maid she had mony shillin an
IA crown give her, for there wor
| foine doin's an fashions av comp'ny
an Lizzie wor nate an purity. an SO
they all made her foine prisints too
She saved this anbeknownst to ony
wan. for she fought if she. quilted Hv.
in out an KEN home to worrek on the
farrum she'd arm her Keep. 1t is told
thot afther her foive years av sarEice
settin' aside her reg'lar wages fYha,
she give to her feyther. she had, as
mooch as fifty pound.
i Yis. an well, thin. her feyther. tht
wildly an Feyther Mccarthy an al
the neighbors urged Pat McGowkr
on her. marnin'. noon an night An
he KEN about wild he's hat on tbs
/ side av his hid an a dandherin' av HIS
shillalah an a boastin' av all ths
propitty he'd have whin he's aunt did
I've the bla& has snvi-iaal.Ia