The Birmingham age-herald., 1908-06-28

, ca; 'he saya am I come be your cook | tomorra?"
 "Yes; come in the morning. Blanca" said the little father, seeing in the tail of his eye how Kate's hands flew to her | hips, sure signal of battle. "Go home child, and say to your sister I'll chris ten the baby after Sunday school.' | When the door closed on the girl he l gathered himself together to attack ! Kate before she could attack him. Now, then, Kate" he cried, "Pas- quale di Pietro has stirred up the Italians in the ward, women and men both, as I told Michael here. If am to have cheap peace this jealousy must be settled by elevating Blanca at your , expense. It's only a month" And you ask me to let that dago into my kitchen!" interrupted Kate. T wonder at your revenrence. I've some respect fur me pots and pans, anyway l Will l tell you what she'll give you l fur breakfast? Cream puffs and jelly rool! Will I tell you fur dinner ?Jelly rool and cream puffs! Will I-" Whist, woman." muttered MacMa-
 
 | fur the faather-" Michael will help me, too," said Father Kinsellagh. Sure, Faather," said MacMahon. warmly. q often think, begor if I cud free Oireland wid wan blow, what fine wan I'd take; and twill be the i same In helpin you kape order among thim dagos 'Tis a duty that walks | arrum In arrum wid pleasure"
 
 It's not fighting, you fierce man." said Father Kinsellagh. "It's a sacrifice like Rates You've been paying visits to my Kitchen this past year. Now I ask you, don't stop when Biancas the cook"
 MacMahon's jaw dropped as he pro- tested, "Arrah, Faather, don't ask that"
 Tt will show the Di Pietros that the Irish don't feel above the Italians" said Father Kinsellagh, wickedly.
 Sure, Faather," I'd not know what to say to her at all" And him so ready to point out to others the duty uv makin' sacrifices" sneered ! Kate. You'd not have to talk to her Jist ate uv her jelly rool and grin a bin and 1t will promote all the social diversion necessary Then she stopped, smitten with sudden suspicion. And fur why. father" she asked, "shud poor Michael have to sit in my kitchen talxin' to a gurrul nayther uv us likes?'
 ''Will you have the goodness to remem- Der where you both are?' demanded the little father. Am to have nothing but quarrels all day?" Well, Father I'll go and pack me clothes" said Kate, in trembling voice; but your reverence Is thratin' me bad and sure, Father, you're as big a child as ever you were in County Carlow when we had to keep you widout a penny in your pocket so that you'd not give away all we had. Twas bad day for me when l left me home to take care uv you"
 She founced from the room. leaving MacMahon shocked and staring.
 An sighed the father; q was afraid she'd take 1t even worse. She'll be back In minute. Well, Michael?"
 "Of course, I'll do what your reverence warts' said MacMahon, sullenly; 'bur when I think what I've said to that gur- ruPs father, I'll have to ate me worruds somethin' fierce"
 "Tis not much worse than what I'll be ateing this month" said the little father
 Well 'tis not fur me to have betther bad luck nor your reverence" replied MacMahon.
 As he rose to go Kate entered meelly
 T shouldn't have said what I did Father" she said, tearfully; "and I'll go tonight, if you like"
 Will you take your vacation here in the house?' he asked gently. "Just don't interfere too much with Blanca
 "Ah, and I cud cook fur you on the sly when things got too turrble." she said, brightening.
 And Blanca would not make too much headway with your callers if you were on the spot" said the father slyly.
 Sure, I'm afther bein able to take care uv mesilf," said Kate, tossing her head. Then she added with meek haste: Well, Father, I'll go now and wash ths dishes''
 Vhe father followed her with an affec- tionate smile, and then he turned back to MacMahon.
 1What share had you in stirring up