Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1907-04-29
A TURN q THE WHEEL. .4p
 By Constance DArcy Mackay. Copyright, 1207, hy Constance B'1rcy
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f 1IrcfpU. I. !..... It was summer in Rallymoran long days of blue and white and green. the blue of the sky, the white of drifting 1 clouds and the bright green of the | Irish turf. Gorse rose golden in the fields; wild roses bloemcd by the hedges, fragile and exquisite. yet ful of snares for the unwary. Many an eager child plucked at them only to with draw scratched finger.
 Terry O'Rourke, looking up from his potato patch, philosophically observed they were swate, ivry one O thim," and then smiled to himself, thinking of Clodah Mulvaney. Hazel eyed she was, with red brown hair, cheeks like a wild rose and temper as keen edged as the prickliest thorn.
 "Yet, faith, what matter about the thorns," said Terry, eff the rose be worth the winningr' He was as quiet and determined as 1 Clodah was nasty, and if, as his neigh bors declared. he was a bit slow in his | lovemaking he was none the less sure. 1 True, he had a dangerous rival in Jim l Hagan, who had lately fallen heir to legacy and who had spent the half of 1t on a brand new jaunting car fit for the mayor himself. It was in this that Jim had begged Clodah to accompany him to the Gulmullet fair, some ten miles distant.
 "Thank ye kindly, Jim,' she answer ed, "but I've promised to go with Ter ence."
 "Well, thin, it's myself that will have to ride alone" sighed Jim discon- solately, flor, sure, there's no one in Ballymoran who can take your place at all at all.''
 The night before the fair Clodah and Terry sat before her door discussing the joys of the morrow.
 Well start early" said he, "and be back by nightfall."
 "And I'll wear my best 1ress, with the blue ribbons," said Clodah, "and keep my coat in the back O the cart.'
 T mistrust yell have to hold it on your lap, mavourneen," said Terry, "on account O the pig
 "Pigw cried Clodah.
 "I'm going to take the pig along in the back O the cart. 'Tis foine price I'm expecting to get for her, and'-
 "Terry O'Rourke,' shrieked Clodah do ye think I'd ride in cart with a pig?"
 You've done it before.'
 "Niver with my best dress on."
 "Lave your best dress at home, thin,' said Terry humorously.
 Clodah saw no humor in his remark.
 "You can choose betwain us,' she said haughtly "Will ye take me ol will ye take the pig?'
 "But, Clodah, girrul, be reasonable The pig can do ye no harm. She's as clean as an angel and as we'll behaved and 'tis my only chance O selling her
 Clodah stamped her foot
 i've given ye your choice, Terry O'Rourke. Once and for all, which will ye take?"
 Terry was usually slow to anger, but now q danger spark burned in his eyes
 "Ill take the pig" he said.
 Clodah flew inside and banged the door.
 Next morning she passed Terry's cab- in, riding with Jim Hagan in his jaunt- ing car Her muslin dress was as blue as the sky, and it's many ribbons fut- tered in the wind Terry was out in his garden, and Clodah feigned not to see him, though Jim glanced round with look of triumph.
 "How are ye Terry?' he called out "'Tis foine day for the fair.''
 And they rattled gayly down the road. the new yellow wheels of the jaunting car shining in the sun.
 Terry gazed after them. All the brightness seemed gone from life. II was as if the candle of his happiness had been blown out, leaving him in ut ter darkness "'Twas a wise man, he muttered, "who said that fortune was a fickle jade. A turn of he1 wheel-and where are ye now, Terry I O'Rourke?"
 Then he harnessed up slowly. put the
 
 Gulmullet.
 There was no one to see ClodaE drive out of Ballymoran save few old women and children. The rest of her neighbors had risen with the dawn and set out for their fair hours ago. Clodah, being of two minds whether to go or not, had kept the ardent Jim waiting till she reached 6 conclusion. Now they rolled swiftly along in order to make up for lost time The road was almost deserted save in the distance, where there were few tardy wayfarers like themselves And these, too, having the start o1 them, soon vanished. Clodah was con tented enough. She felt that she was looking her best, and if she had any doubts on that score Jim's fluent tongue would have reassured her. She an swered hls lovemaking with laughing banter, and he was declaring for the