New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1910-07-03


walk toward his old home Mrs Mulvaney beside him,
the neghbors pressing closer to watch his face and
hear his words.
And in that will, said Mrs Mulvaney. ''he
thought shame to lave you that stony bit patch of
land and tumbledOwn hut the Monaghans have al
ways lived in till your Uncle Terry lifted them up
The neighbors nodded their heads. Mushal maybe
the Monaghans rich enough now; but IN their
day they'd been as poor as anyone, so they had!
Your Uncle Terry left that bit of trash, said
Mrs Mulvaney, whose own land was poorer than the
Monaghans', to his wifes niece, Sheelagh Casey.
here.
Michael looked at the girl accusingly, and she
dropped her head and stepped behind Maggie as if to
relieve him of the painful sight of her.
To all of your brothers he gave land or money.
for he had plenty: but to you, Michael he lett. d-
vided between you and Maggie Casey, his wife S
other niece farm of less than six hundred
acres with house and barns on it, and cattle till
YOU cOudn rest and three hundred pounds apiece"
Maggie Casey flung back her splendid red head,
and Michael reflected that it was no wonder she
walked like a Queen. and she such a grand heiress
and all The fact of his own prosperity had not yet
penetrated: he only knew that his little home IN
Cloonagh was not his and that once more he must
90 alien land once more he must look over tat
prairie country instead of up to the rocky hills of
Kerry. and twisting between them the little green
roads of C1oonagh.
You'll be stopping with me-. said Mrs. Null
vaney tapping his arm and thrllsting away Thady,
who was making ready to help her over stlle
Thadv III thank YOU TO keep your distance L
climbed this turf bank before ever your father was
The neighbors We're disappointed at Michael's
taciturnitv: but not willing to fOrgo their drama,
they made it themselves and cried aloud with Joy
for him and said that Cloonagh was grand place
entirely now it had two rich people IN it, and the
priest would doubtless call Michael. and maybe it
was Michael would be helping build the new chapel
that had been standing wanting root these two
wears and no money to put it
The road that led to the Monaghan and the Mul
1anev cottages was billy. and one by the neigh
bors fell off until besides Michael and Mrs Mul-
vanev. there were left only Thady and Maggie and
Shee1agh.
You can take yourself back to the vilage
Thadvl" said Mrs Muvaney sharply
Sure | cant be laving YOU, Aunt dear. draw1ed
Thadv You might be wanting me to draw pail
of water to boil the potatoes.
And if I do. | can get it myself" said Mrs Mul
vanev sharply Then she sighed and drawing aside
her Blue skirt fished from difficult pocket hand
kerchief in the knotted corners of which We're few
coins She united a knot with her sharp Old teeth
and handed sixpence to Thady Get yourself
some tobacco then she almost snarled, and ohee-
1ach can go wild YOU if she likes
CHE stood looking after him mpatiently as ne
- went down the hill Sheelagh pace or two be
hind Then she walked silently beside Michael
whose ewes were fixed on that little gray cottage at
the top of the road its dark thatch touched with
hints Of green He noticed with a start that the