Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-07-03

n EICHAEL MONAGHAN had walked
IVu miles from the railroad station his heart
singing for JOY that at last his feet were tast-
ing the turf of his home. He had been all over
the world but his eyes had looked past alien sights
to little Irish matched cottage against the cheek
of hill where stony niggardy land stretched from
the mountains to the Wherever he had gone. he
had his home which looked down the roads of
COonagh, the green little roads of Cloonagh where
the neighbors walked, and the face of everyone of
them felt to him like his own face. He shifted his
valise from the right to the left hand and took a
fresh grip the stick he had cut for himself; for he
coming close to ClOOnagh.
And It's myself will never go two miles from my
own doorstep again!' he said, threatening a lean
cow by the waySide.
The COW did not move; for stony Kerry is poor
it is said that Kerry cow is afraid to look up
for fear of losing the bite.
1t little enough Michael Monaghan had seen
of his own doorstep since he child of ten. the
youngest of long brood Uncle Terry in America
had sent for one of them to come him. and Michael
had been despatched because he was of dreamy
nature. fit for nothing at all help him!-but
to be whistling the blackbirds and looking for
were sharp enough after the pennies. and maybe
Michael would learn to be quick enough to pick up
them that lay before him in the streets of America
Michael had gone and had stayed seven years. do
ing we'll enough but not his best because his heart
back in Cloonagh. One by one his elder brothers
had come out to Uncle Terry, and then his father
died and his mother, alone in ClOOnagh. called back
her youngest child. Michael had gone back, gawky,
we'll grown young man. who could ride like a centaur
and lift barrel if it straw but with slow
BRAIN which, his mother told him, was " afther being
asleep in County Kerry when his body would have
gone on to County Mayo.
When, the week after his return home, he found
his mother about to be evcted for back rent long
unpaid by his shftless father, that brain of his
found no other way of her difficulties than to
cept the offer of Lord Conmare, who getting up
a cavalry regiment for the Boer war and would adj
vance Mrs Monaghan all the money she needed if big
Michael would go for soldier. This seemed to
Michael quicker than waiting for money from Amer
ica and he had enlisted
Just one week of his beloved Coonagh, and he
off for Africa After the over, the regi
ment had been sent to India and, not yet free from
financial Obligations. Michael had had to 90 too
While he out there his mother had died, and the
little home of Coonagh had gone to his elder brother
Terence Michael had expected that Terence would
come back from America; but the very day of his
discharge he received letter from America which
almost repaid him for his weary years of exile
Terence for a consideration, had handed over his
rights in the old place to Uncle Terry, and now.
the letter said Uncle Terry dying, and intended
to leave the home to Michael since the little roads
of Cloonagh had always gone twisting through the
heart of him.
THE little roads of Cloonagh in plain sight of
Michael now. and so full of people it might be
market daV All coming one way tOO--cOuldnt he