The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1909-02-21
Sidesteps a
Brassy One
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That don't throw him off the track,
though 81 recognize" says he, "the
lofty unconeern of truly noble mind
Very characteristic. Professor, may 1
ask if your fathers name was not
Daniel Horgan McCabe?"
'FYou must have been readin who g
What, y says I. SEQ on.''
"And the name of your grand
father2" says he.
/ ''Patrick Mullins McCabe,'' says I.
els this a tontine policy yon re
writin ~
! "Now one more says he, liftin ;
his forefnger. "The name of your
great grandfather?
Gal" says I, "do you take me for
Pilgrim mother?'
''Then you do not know the name
of your at-grandfather? says he.
"Not guilty. says /. "When old
| Pat Mullins come over he left the
| family tree behind, unless you count
the blackthorn stick with the mob on
| the end. He was a tarrier, old Pat
was, and if you try tracin' me farther
back than him / II sue you for ibel!"
He looks at the Lady Irene and she
gives him the nudge. 'tTell him now, -
says she.
presently" says he. "'But first,
my dear sir, permit me to introduce
myself as Talbot Fitzgerald, barrister,
! late of Dublin, and my daughter and
secretary, Miss Irene. Chancery cases
are our specialty-chancery sir.
"Used to be mine, too,'' says I;
"but it's been many day since I
had head under my left ARM
"No, no, says he; "not that kind.
/ refer to legal chancery-proceeding
! in equity, such as will contests, claims
of entail, and the like. 1t was while
following my profession that l made
this great discovery concerning your
self. Are you quite prepared for it?''>
'EBlaze away, old hoss!' says I.
''Your Lordship, I Salute YOU
''Then, sir, to put it briefly" says
he, "you are at this moment the true
and only living heir of the late Earl
of Enniseorthy. Your lordship, l
salute you. :"
"My Lord of Enniseorthy,' SAYS the
Lady Irene, doin' another minute
movement. "my best compliments.
Say, for a minute / eouldn't tell
whether / was havin' a dream or just
hstenin to couple of nutty ones. I
looks at Swiftly to see if he's heard
1t too. And he has. His eyes are bug
ged and his mouth is Open
1Ah, chuck it!' says 7. "You
might spring gag like that on some
Pittsburg man and made good; but
/ ain t buyin any job lot of ancestors.
Not today, Talbot. So long.'' and
crixr HIM IL
air.
But, Talbot only smiles. "My dear
sir says he, 81 anticipated lust such
an attitude;- but if you will allow me
to present my evidence shall under
take to convince you that
81 can prove an alibi,'' says I.
"Your grandfather, says he, twas
the grandson of the Earl of Enniscor-
thy, and if he had
But he didn IT, says I. ssHe drove
truck and lived on Cherry street.
More n that, if there was anything
comm to him that he didn't get it
wa MT worth havin'. I've heard him
brag for hours about the great things
he did in the old country when he was
lad; but never word about any Earl.
No, no, Talbot; / IN the first and only
McCabe that ever escaped wearin hob
nailed shoes; but that IS ALL -
"But surely says he, divin' into
the green bag "you will examine these
documents, which
"Don t spring any missin papers on
me- says I. "This is my busy day."
"Then," says he, "perhaps there is
some one else-your wife"
"Sure," says I. "You go up and
make Sadie believe IN an Earl. and
III pay all the expenses. Here I'll
give you card that II pass you in.
Hand that to the elevator boy.'
Talbot and the Lady Irene gets their
heads together, to see whether or not
they'll let go of me and take chance
with Sadie. / could see Irene was
against it; but at last she gives in and
they moves off reluctant. At the door
they sends back final shot.
"My Lord of Enniscorthy.' says
Talbot, wavin' his hat, Fwe bid you
good day.
Same to you, and many of 'em, -
says /. "Don't hurry back
Course, what | should have done was
to give Talbot a choice of runnin' for
the stairs or iumpin through the win,
dow, after his passin' me up such a
brassy old fake as that. But he was
so smooth spoken about it, and the
frosted thatch gives him such a digni,
fed, genteel look, that I hates to be
rough. Besides, there was the Lady
Irene.
I knew how Sadie'd handle 'em.
She'd listen to their patter for an hour
or so, give 'em cup of tea, and put
'em on the sidetrack so gentle they
wouldn't know how they got there.
| had my heels up on the desk again
and was reachin for the paper, when
notices Swiftly Joe. He's standin just
where he was ten minutes before, with
the double doors still wide aiar, starin
at me like [ was a procession.
why the Pelican Sign?''
"Well, Josephus,' says l, "why the
, pelican sign? Suppose your face should
, freeze that way, Ell? What's wrong
with you2 Oh talk il out?'
And after two or three false starts
he does. "An OIL" says he, husky
; like. "The Oil of Enniscorthy."
. Would You think it2 Swiftly has
swallowed the whole tale, and it
: come near chokiu' him standin'
"Shortv McCahe an Oil,' says he
that being the nearest any one from
South Brooklyn can come to sayin
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