The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1909-03-26

D HennesSey, subway guard, wish tGe
 rich brogue of his native land.
 The early morning crowd poured into to the right and left of him, he stood at his post with his hands the levers ready to close the doors. And then, right at the tail O.. ths crowd, came Katie, her hair 1oughened and her cheeks rosy from the crisp wind which blow ing through the streets above -tf4--
 .sIs this express, then?'' she asked breath less1y, the door shot to behind her.
 -'It is. sure,' answered Patrick, looking at her earnestly that he almost forgot to call the next station.
 -.Faith, I'm glad of that" she said with sigh of relief and a look out of pair of Irish eyes that made Patrick think of County Kerry. "I was afraid it was late I would be at the restaurant" she explained with frank glance at her com- patriot. "I go oh duty at eight o'clock
 'sDo you so!'' exclaimed Patrick. It seemed to him the most interesting piece of information that he had received. That glance had set his infammable Irish heart on fire.
 ..Pass up the cintre of the car! Don't block the door!" he shouted the crowd surged in at the stations Mot you, darlin'," he added fer venty under his breath, with de1ong look at the rosy-cheeked Irish girl. 'For the love of Hiven. stay near me with your pretty eyes and your rid cheeks!" And then he said aloud to her with for nal politeness. Perhaps you would be acquaintin' with what station you get off at, and then I could be tellin you if reach there before eight o'clock
 '.Fourteenth Street." she answered.
 'eWe get there in time, then that is, if you don't be havin' far to walk" he added, with admir- ing glance.
 -tOh, mo-" she laughed. CT work at Caseys restaurant in Third Avenue, just beyont."
 sI mind the place well," put in Patrick eagerly. sand I am after hearing that it is good place. too"
 <'onIy the other day. when l, was passin,, says myself I'll stop in there for bite day." he went cunningly.
 stsure, then, do,' she encouraged. "And ask for Katie Dorans table, for Casey takes notice when do bring in new customer, and he gives a percentage if he comes steady
 Faith, then. you'll be maxim your fortune of Patrick Hennessey," he put in boldly. "for I'll be that stiddyi"
 Katie shot glance at him.
 "Grand Central Station! Fourteenth Street Aext!" shouted Patrick, suddenly alive his duties the train slowed up.
 When the doors opened, the crowd of hurry ing commuters pressing into the train carried Ka- tie with it we'll up into the car and Patrick more of her until she ripped of the train with glance at him in passing that made him think that the clamorous Fourteenth Street Station was the finest spot the line.
 .'Faith, there's fire in my heart that's crack ling with love for you." he murmured, looking af- ter her he regretfulIy closed the doors and shouted, Brooklyn Bridge next! Change for City Hall!"
 All day long Patrick's train went it's roaring way up and down under the streets of Manhattan, carrying hurrying multitudes hither and thither, and Patrick called the stations usual, only '.Fourtenth Street" had sound him cause he knew that Katie Doran '.just beyon'' in Caseys restaurant
 All day long, he figured over what he would say to her when he went to Casey's for his evening meal but he never once thought of what he would eat, for love, swift and sudden, was working it's own sweet will Patrick.
 His working hours to an end at last
 1t dark when he turned from Fourteenth Street into Third Avenue, and Casey's illuminated sign shone invftngly little way up from the cor uer.
 Patrick walked brisk1y to the place.
 4The windows each side Of the dcor were efnbIazoned with the words <'Casey's Restaurant done in a gilt scroll and behind the glass were pyramids of charlotte-russes and monuments of shiny red apples in field of pies fanked by placards inscribed with the words, Home Cook ing"
 5Patrick paused uncertainty in the door and los ked past the desk of the naughty lady cashier df wn the long narrow room, trying to find Katie ar iong the hurrying waitresses
 Yes. there was at the fifth table on the left, a she had seen him. She was holding and sm- g! Patricks heart in his mouth as he alked down the room.