Los Angeles herald., 1910-07-03
July 3, 1910.


All the week Norah looked for her
lover, but in vain. He came not and
he sent no word, and she went about
her duties silent and sad. Her mis-
tress was entertaining company and
saw but little of her. and 1t was only
herself anyway that could straighten
out the tangle.
At last there came note by mail.
Terence was a poor hand at writing,
but he had the virtue of being brief
and to the point.
''Norah: If ye're mindin to let them
as has no claim on you stay across the
sea ye can marry me offhand, and I'm
manin' what / say, for l love you as
no other man ever VIII or can.
TERRENCE"
With this letter in her hand Norah
stood, and her cheeks famed scarlet.
II can marry him offhand-thrue for
you, Terence O'Donovan-if ! let two
old folks that were more to me than
my own kith and kin stay alone in the
oud country! Is 1t Norah Clancarty
of Kildare that would do the likes of
that? Terence. my boy yen die
single man first
In due time Terence received a prim
little answer.
Mr.. O'Donovan: 1t is hard lines to
make me choose between the man /
love and the people who have been that
good to me 1 can nlvcr forget or repay
them. No blessin' would come to me
If 1 would forsake them in their old
age. And it Is with much respect 1
am yours, NORAH.
There was an end, then, to the whole
romance of life for those two who were
made for each other! Norah dropped
salt tears on her pretty embroidery
when the day was over, and she sat
alone in the neat kitchen with an un-
occupied chair "ferninst" her, in which
she vainly tried to conjure the fine
figure of the willful Terence as he used
to sit to tease and admire her.
And Terence? very lachrymose
young man waited on his young gen.
tleman in such a fit of doleful dumps
that he brought down a severe repri-
mand on his head.
'Tf you're dissatisfied, Terence, say
so, and give over being grumpy. I've
blue devils of my own to contend with,
and don't want any of yours. Don't
pay you enough for your servicesW
Eyes, SIR"
Aren't you treated well?"
"I am that, SIR"
"Then, what the devil do you mean
by signing and groaning and mislaying
my things the way you've done lately?"
"Sure, sir, it's Norahi"
who the -. Pardon me; who Is
Norah?"
Then florence told the young man
the whole story, expecting his SYM
pathy at least.
You're an ass; that's what you are.
Terence" said his employer land it's
evident to me that Norah Is much too
good for you. Where would she be to-
day If those kind friends had not taken
her into their hearts and their home?
Norah is a jewel of a girl and hope
she'll get a good husband, now you're
out of the way. She deserves one who
can appreciate her."
"I'll kill any man"
"Oh, you will. Then / would advise
you to marry her yourself as soon as
let her bring over a shipload of her
people If she wants to; trust her to do
what's right"
THANK you, sir" answered Terence,
mildly. will you be wantin' me this
evening, sir?"
mo. I'm going to the theater. Tell
Norah If she wishes me to give her
away I'll do it-see that you're straight
and square with her, Terence; give her
her own way If you want to prosper"
Faith, I'm thinkin' she'll take it,"
said Tenence, with note of joy in his
voice that had been lacking for some
time.
Do you think Norah was surprised or
overcome when she saw Terence sit
ting again in that chair? Not bit of
1t. Her little red hands worked away
at the bit of embroidery and the
dimples In her cheeks shut and opened
like the heart of a rose, and, though
her own heart danced in her bosom,