The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1910-12-23
THE WIDOW MEIGHAN'S
CASSIMEER
SHAWL

And Dinny 'ud reply, We'll, moth
er, If | never have to ask the Lord 5
forgiveness for greater, I'll not trim
Bile much when | come to die
And his mother thought there was
surely small hope for Dinny when
he could cast a slight like that on
her Cassimeer shawl, and never feel
wrinkle in his conscience.
The foirst day poor Dinny lost his
dinner over the Cassimeer shawl, he
diin't take it SO badly at all in his
heart, no matter how much he might
purtend. Nor the second day nor
third day either But when he met
| with the same trial five times in
side of one week. and it seemed like
| that the Cassimeer was goin' to cost
| him his dinner as a steady thing,
| faith! Dinny got rumbuncktious the
| fifth time, and as he very well
thought that it was more filter for
his mother to be bendin over the
dnner-pot every day than sthrava,
guin' the parish with the bottom of
the trunk on her back he was on
this releivin' his mind to her respect
fully and quietly and kindly-for
Dinny Meighan was never the boy
to turn the i'll word on his own
mother-but very seriously; for he
was determined that Cassimeer or
no Cassimeer, he wasn't to be done
out of his dinners for the time to
come. For | used to admire and
think it was a handsome shawl, when
it come first, mother. But now
see that the beauty man sees in
a thing depends entirely on the state
of his stomach. Every time, now,
that / miss another dinner over it,
that shawl is getting to look more
and more like a broken and badly
patched pratie-bag"
And Dinny, Dinny!" says she,
are ye not afeerd OF a judgment
fallin' from Heaven on ye-to talk
that way of my grand Cassimeer?"
I'm afeerd only" says Dinny back
to her 'afeerd only, mother, that
should apologize to the pratie-bag
1t brings dinner and the Cass.
meer loses one. And I'm afeerd more
over, mother darIin', that if ye don't
hide the same Cassimeer under the
lowermost article in the clothes.
chist, and then put a good strong
paddock on the chist, I'll be tempted
to do something desperate to it,"
It's in a fright of a timper Dnny,
the soul, was; and, indeed small
wonder for that.
And whenever Dinny got warm like
this, the Widow Meighan always
found it a good plan either to coax
him to go up the hill and let the
temper blow off him, or else to
go out herself, and remain without
till the boy would nave simmered
down. And this time she sayed, says
she, We'll, Dinny a bhuachaill, you
are past yourself just now, and so
I'm steppin' without till you go
past the boil
But the widow hadn't reached the
door when she halted up sudden, and
she says all in a fright: In the
name Of Peter Dinny, my heart,
who do you think is crossin' Nell
Dnneen's mearin below?"
Il don't know, mother" says Din
ny, says he, shortly enough, nor
what's more-not giving you short
answer-do | care"
The widow was too Hurried to
mind Dinny's shortness. Says She
"Of all the unwelcome women this
side of Kingdom Come, its no other
than your poor father-may God be
merciful to him-your poor fathers
Cousin Bid from the Oileigh parish.
She has trolloped over ten miles
of country this mornin., and is max
ing, sure enough, for the Dhrim-
holme parish, on a visit to her Tn,
Gle John. Dinny a cnara, I'll close
meself into the room here, and you'll
say I'm gone over to help lay out
Peggy Carney, of the Altbeag, that
died this mornin'. | would as soon
meet the scarlet faiver as your faith
ers Cousin Bid, for she's an i'll
tongued, ill-hearted, bitter pill of a
woman-and it goes sore against the
grain of me to have to show her
he fair face, as | always do and
though she shows me the fair face
too. | always feel that she's cuttin'
me throat inside her heart. while
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