Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-07-03
SUNDAY MAGAZINE FOR JULY 3. 1910

doesn't get his health amy more and is COM
ing back here to live wild you"
He is, he is, and I'll have to lave the
place and all to him; but, Thady, twas your
love for me made you so attentive, and not
the thought of my property"
1T was" he said sulkily.
And you II be well enough off marrying
Sheelagh, if you get little work. to do But
I'm sorry you asked her now; you could do
betther nor her.
But you tould me to-
Il know; but that was when l thought
the two places would join. It's too bad for
but It's myself will be glad of it, for you can
help me good bit, living just across the
road. Mogue, being sick, will take good
bit of waiting on from me and you BOTH
She chartered on, innOcently anticipating
all his questions, telling him that she had
sent Mogue's letter on to Lord Conmare,
which was liberty; but then the Earl had
been very proud to have Nlogue in his cav
airy, and would no doubt welcome him back
and perhaps do something for him. She told
the probable date of her grandson's return,
and poured flood of her plans upon Thady,
until at last, when they reached a crossroad,
he said hoarsely that he must leave her, for
he had some business to attend to in the
village.
THE old woman watched him off with a
puckered smile and then went on up the
road, now and then taking little dancing
step with her stick. Presently she came
across Michael, moving heavily over one of
the beloved paths he was SO soon to leave
forever. She looked at him and said:
well, you do turn the soureSt face to
good luck! You'd think you'd had loss"
Il have" he said.
You don't name Maggie won't have
your" she screamed.
Sure she will What else could she do
when l asked herr" he said simply. But
It's loss to have to 60 back to America when
my heart is here in Cloonagh."
Mrs. Mulvaney sat down by the roadside
and thought hard and quickly. 'Ah, we'll,
she said, Il wish wild all my hearrt you
hadn't been SO keen on marrying Maggie.
If you had had little patience this morn
ing | could have pointed it out to you"
He stared at her, his jaw falling in Devil
derment.
But maybe can help you yet" went on
Mrs. Mulvaney. why do you 60 to Amer
lea. you poor omadhaun? Why don't you
sell the place there?"
Il never heard of selling land left you'll"
cried Michael.
your mind" Mrs. Mulvaney assured him.
Now you say to Maggie this very day. you
say to her that you've decided to part wild
the farm, and her and you'll live on here.
Stick to it, no matther what she says; stick
to it,"
But where would we live here?" asked
Michael, somehow a slow hope struggling
into his heart. " If only could get our old
place"
You needn't be telling her where. I
think you re too grand now for the old Mon
Afghan place; but maybe l could get Shee-
lagh to rent it to you and take her to live wild
me. But don't be saying all that to Maggie.
You'll have throuble enough to say and stick
to it that she can't go to America. Don't let
the grass grow under your feet, Michael.
Tell her now! Get it over"
Il will" he cried. And may you live to
ate the hen that scratches over your grave!
Mrs. Mulvaney, but you've taken the load
off me! I've no doubt l can make Maggie
see it my way; she's the sensible gurrl.
Will you be walking on wild me?"
mo, no; I'll be resting here bit still"
said the old woman. Don't wait for me-"
A FTER Michael's departure she waited,
chuckling now and again, till she saw