The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1907-03-10


fought so we'll that We want 10 shoot
thin wan by wan because the inimy
didn't do it, And If wan makes poor
fool of himself in a mad minute-must
all that he and his dead comrades
fought for and fell for be forgot Is
there no charity due 10 their memory
And phwat made him disobey ordhers?
Isn't 1t notorious thing that the hand
ful of the Seventeenth Wicklow Rang
ers that day turned batting into
vict'ry? Didn't the little Officer want
to save what was left of his brave
comp'ny and ordher thin off the field?
And Tim wouldn't let thin go back
And sure. the Officer himself must have
had no notion OF hurting Tim whin he
put him in the guard room. Thin whin
Tim got q mere shmell av the canteen
he was wake with all the hard fight
ing: and the divif TUX a-hold av him;
and in The way of no harm. he wint
Waiting round shooting at the officer
that put him in the guard room Tor
winning a great battle"
You plead as If the life of this Tim
O'Callaghan were a sacred cause, Cav
anagh?"
IL to me, sir"
A smile. half humorous, half Gym
ical. frightened the grave face at the
table at the answer:
Universally" murmured Mr.. Cham
berlain, this would be an ideal rela-
tionship between a member and his
I constituents"
"'Tis no laughing matter, sir"
Indeed. it's no laughing matter.
; Cavanagh," Mr.. Chamberlain said very
quickly. II never felt more sympathet-
ic. So you knew Tim?"
Know him, is it? Sure, didn't /
know red Tim O'Callaghan before he
was born. And didn't know his poor
ould mother and his father over in
Rsthkeale. And If he's shot now, the
news of 1t will surely kill his ould
mother. And the poor ould man, his
father, will be ruined in body and mind
foriyer-"
Mr.. Chamberlain looked IN silence at
the green lamp shade.
Denis felt his heart leaping within
him as the great man pulled out his
watch.
ct spared you five minutes. cava-
nagh, and find l have given you near
" an hour. ] wish you'd tell the door
keeper to come to me-"
Denis went to the door and brought
in the constable, who trembied as he
touched his hat.
Mr.. Chamberlain looked at him and,
in his habitually quiet tone, said:
You were quite right in admitting
THIS genIlefldn. IL snail De LOIcU
the proper quarter. That's ALL"
Mr.. Chamberlain turned to Denis:
Very well, Cavanagh, can only say
I will do my best. can promise moth
ing more. But You are well aware.
Cavanagh. that you have made a
point"
"Sure, tits y'r own good heart, sir.
Can get word in the morning, thin q
"You may see young ludlow Good
night, Cavanagh."
To Denis utter amazement, the great
man stood up and took his hand In a
most friendly grip. This act of good
will nearly brought tears to the eyes
of the big Irishman. And he returned
the handshake with the most fervenl
cordially.
"Begor, we made fighting frind OF
Denis Cavenagh. sir. And I'll be de-
lighted to support any measure y ivel
bring in-unless." he added IN hurry
tits inimicai to the welfare Of Ire
landv'
Mr.. Chamberlain laughed heartily
"Cavanagh, hope" said he, you vii
! have a little of the feeling for me tina
. you have for Tim O'Callaghan! I shall
be glad OF such eloquent advocacy"
And the honorable member for Rath
. keale and the right honorable gentle
man, the secretary of the colonies
sworn political enemies, departed swori
personal friends.
But the uncertainty that still over
hung Tim O'Callaghan's fate-whethe
he was alive or dead at that minute
, Denis did not know-troubled the min
Of the honorable member for Rathkeal
, and spoiled his rest. Though he hai
, not slept for forty-eight hours. no
broken his fast that day, he could no
) bring himself to do either until h
/ surely knew what would be the ults
| mate result.
/ That night he spent In an agony o
: unrest. And the next morning h