The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1907-08-10
THE END OF
THE FUED :.
By SOPHIE SWIFT
Observation-Disclosures
copyright, by Joseph B. Bowles. }

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they were wont to express it, in a
lane which led to the river from the
main street of Brewerton, and were
usually on the friendliest and most
neighborly terms. They possessed
the same tastes and aspirations, and
husbands who had been to school to-
gether in the "ould country" and
were still warm friends, never falling
out, and taking the greatest enjoy
ment in each others society. They
were thrifty people, and each owned
coy little house and barn, garden
patch and a "bit" pasture where a
tidy COW fed in the summer.
Moreover, the McGraths' Henry, a
freckle-faced youth who filled the i'm
portant position Of grocer's clerk in
the village, was sparkling the
OShanes' Rosy, a slip of a girl with
the bluest eyes in the country. So,
| take it altogether, the relations be-
! tween the two families were uncom-
monty delightful, until Mrs O'Shane,
possessed by the spirit of the new, -
lost all interest in her hens and
ducks, and sought turkeys as solace
of the mind and a filler of the purse.
| ANY hin could bring off a clutch
of turkeys, shurre, n aisy enough,
too, n niver know they didn't be iv
her own koind," she remarked to Mrs.
McGrath, in whose own breast she
had aroused the same desires. At the
end of the next year both DANES were
| the proud possessors of two especial
ly fine gobblers; each gobbler had two
prim, notified wives, and each wife
trailed with her about the fields a
melancholy half-grown fock whose
plaintive peeping filled the early
autumn dusk with sadness and woke
the fresh, rosy mornings to the same
tune
| The two cocks were as much alike
as two peas. It was difficult to tell
them apart until Mrs. O'Shane discov-
cred one day that 'her own lad" as
she called him, had bit ev boiler in
his back, and the feathers on the
crachure's back were less tick than
those of me lad over yonther."
Every morning, while the mists
were still hanging over the river, boil,
f1ocks of turkeys filed out Of the lane
in stately procession en- route to the
sweet mint-smelling fields, the COB
blers at the head, solemn and grand
and every twilight they marched back
again in the same manner.
But, alas, one unhappy night, only
one gobbler returned, and Mrs
O'Shane and Mrs. McGrath each
claimed that one as her own
1t happened most unfortunately that
a dog belonging to party of boys
was rushing through the lane at that
moment and mischievously dashed
at the flock, and as Mrs. McGrath ex
pressed it, "the gobble was that dis
thraeled and pit out iv his moind vic
the fright, that he turned in at the
nearest path, the crachure, and the
nearest path was forninst the
O'Shanes' back door, bad cess to it,
/ A gloom settled upon the little
neighborhood and a fierce war ragged
between the two Danes The hus
bands, peace-loving, non-partisan
cronies as they were, were forbidden
to speak to each other Mrs O'Shane s
imminent son-in-law was shooed from
her door, when at twilight his heart
and feet led him as usual toward the
object Of his. affections, the blue-eyed
Rosy.
"'Ooman alive, why don't yez be
afther settlin' this unforchinite affair
wild the gobble someway," spoke Mr.
McGrath, ''and not be thryin' to SAFE
the gobble that do be at the Distances
all the time. Mike says he haven't
his supper last night till most bed
tonne, because his wife have tc
sthand guard over the crachure. III
not sthand this quar'lin' an fghtin
ony longer. The t'ings got to be sit
tied in some way. The jedge is your
old masther and Mike n mesilf both
Wurruked fur him in tonnes past, n
a good man he do be, wise as abbey
owl, and just as the saints thin
silves'
II niver WILL" exclaimed Biddy, but
ouS hucW VCly We'll CudL size WOulO uC
so in the end, for though Teddy was
an awful quiet man, when he die
"sphake, he named it, and somehow
or anither, a body had to do just as
said, WHATEVER"
That night when Mr.. McGrath re
turned from work he announced that
the Judge would be agreeable eff the
two ladies would bring themselves and
their witnesses along wild 'em to his
; barn at nine o'clock in the morning
Biddy stormed awhile, but was
ready at the time. appointed. Wit
nesses who would swear that the re
naming gobbler belonged to her were
hard to find, but she seized upon the
!, "felly that peddled horse-radish," who
was pretty sure, by the expression OF
the villains countenance, that he was
the one that had such marked obiec
!, tons to his red sweater that he flew
onto his back one morning, clawing
and swearing at the top of his voice
Then there was boy who lived BY