The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1907-09-20


/ suggested Phil, cor yell miss good
dale O. the fun"
WAS it you that put Dan up to all
this gostherin'?" asked Kathy.
Phil winked.
| ooh, l wouldn't doubt ye."
"Why shouldn't 1 help a poor man
along the road to fortune?' said Phil,
assuming benevolent expression of
countenance. Here's poor fella dyin
to marry a hayress, and now, shure,
he has her in the hollow of his fist,
and all OWN to my kind attention.
Pm a public philanthrofist, Kathy.
that's what I am"
1t was terrible all that Kathy laugh.
| ed that evening. She had to run
away from Phil several times to avert
an apoplectic fit. 1t was dangerous
| to stay in the barn near the rogue.
| With some highly humorous comment
| he would call attention to the great
Dan fiuttering like a butterfly round
the American heiress, the fascinating
smile and the elegant pose always in
| evidence. When this happened,
Kathy, unable to control herself,
| would hurry to the exterior, where
| the pale moon cast shimmering light
upon the large farmhouse and the
stacks of corn and hay in the hag-
gard. OF course, Phil followed to
plague her, and then Kathy took the
occasion to administer severe chas-
| tisement for his bad conduct. After
that she would return to the barn
with very rosy face, the result, no
| doubt, of her just indignation. When
she was coming back on one of those
occasions she and Phil passed Dan
and Bessie. Some of Dams choice
eloquence fioated to their ears.
"Ye're like the figure av Erin, Miss
| Murphy" he said, that's what y'are,
yer graceful form an fairy feet, an
| romantic" but Kathy was afraid to
listen any longer. A nudge from that
miscreant, Phil, caused monitory
gurgling to come into her throat, and
she quickly placed some distance be.
| tween herself and Bessie.
The night wore on till morning, still
| the dancing proceeded as vigorously
as ever. Just as the dawn broke over
the distant hills Kathy saw Dan and
Bessie walking down the garden path.
| After all Dan had succeeded in cap
| turing the fair American. The affec-
| tomato way in which they were talk
| ing, as far as Kathy could hear, made
her believe that Dan could hear, made
| grAtuSated rather than laughed at.
She Vas just about to turn away when
she saw Dams arm stealing round
Bessie Murphy's waist. Suddenly,
with an angry gesture, Bessie flung
his hand away and her ringing voice
came to Kathy's ears.
"You egregious ass" she cried, 'you
think I'm in love with you, Ell? Do
look such softly? Not much. l
guess I can find something better to
get fond of than you. only tolerated
you during the evening because your
airs and graces were so comical that
really and truly you were the most
attractive kind of performing clown
ever l came across. Good night, and
do not be such a fool in future"
Dan stared at the retreating figure
of Miss Murphy in amazement. He
then turned and rushed back to the
, house, muttering:
Courageous ass an performin'
clown she called me, no less
Beside himself with rage and in.
jured vanity, he stumbled into the
hall, and was fumbling for his hat
when the sound of his name made him
pause. Some persons were talking in
the little room just beside him.
"Ye thought it was Dan Mangan,
did We? oh, no. He has the money,
to be sure, but he's brainless idiot,
that's what he is. Look at the way
he carried on this evening with Bessie
Murphy the omadhaun."
so I'm to have Kathy. Thank We,
Mrs. Flanagan" said Phil Gully. 81
may tell We, ma am, that she has al
ready tould me that she's fond ay
me God bless her"
"Ye rogue" said Mrs. Flanagan.
laughing, "ye're artful enough to go
to the daughter before thryin' the
mother. But tell me. was it you put
that Dan Mangan up to settln' his cap
at Bessie Murphy"
Dan could not hear the answer, but
burst of laughter told him what it
was.
He seized his hat and rushed from
the house. AS he mounted the gray
mare he muttered:
"Pm called gregorious ass be the
American girl, I've been thrown over
be Kathy, and made fool av be that
scoundhrel. Phil Gully! Altogether a
fine evenings work."-Good Litera
ture.