El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1911-09-16

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a4rnAr's ENOUGH, ME SON." BE DECLARED.
third replenishment were sold out, and
Bob, with a pocket full Of pennies.
faced the responsibilities Of wealth
When the policeman entered his
home that night and faced bis faithful
spouse 1t was with a quaking spirit
"Well, now" his lady exclaimed sar
eastically-"well, now, Pathrick Finn.
an what liz this angel av marcy ye do
be bringin' home tn night?
'Shure. Norah." Patrick apologized,
"'tis the most illigint little gamecock
ye iver saw. He came to me CORNER
this afternoon a-sellin' papers. Tn
newsie on the CORNER, a big gossoOn
what's always bullyin' tn little fell
lows. thried fur to chase him away
An what did me little bantam do but
90 afther that big bully like me saint
ed namesake afther tn snakes In tn
ould country. An he wiped tn gut
Their clane wild him. An whin ! was
fur lawn me CORNER the la-ad come up
TO me an says, Say. mister. where'll
be f1ndin' place to Shape tn nightf
Over beyant be tn river there's lot
Of boxes says L .Aw, tell wild boxes
says he; it's a bed I'm wandn'.' AN
what'l tn likes av ye be dom wild
bedr says /. 'Slapin', av course says
he. I nivir slipt In a bed. but / got
lots av money now, an I'm wantin' q
bed f'r tn night How ould are yer
/ asks. Ten years. says he. An
where have We been Twin? Nowhere
says he. Who's yer payrintsY Amt
got any, says he. 'Who've ye been
ivin' widr Nobody says he. 'Shure.
ye're a quare custhomer.' says 1. An
who owns yep 4 own mesilf.' says he.
Thin come home along av me tn
night says 1. An here he is. An
now" Patrick concluded sadly. he
must be goin', fr there's no room rr
him here"
Think shame to yersilf. Pathrick
Finn" Norah cried holly. ito be think
In av sendin' poor. motherliss little
spalpane like him out into the cold
worruldr'
While Patrick chuckled within him.
self over the success OF his diplomacy
Norah fell to her knees and drew the
boy TO her ample bosom, at which
unaccustomed tenderness the frozen
springs of his childish heart were
melted and Bob burst into a torrent
Of sobs
"Husha, husha. me de-arr." crooned
Norah- There's no made to be cryin'
Shure, We aren't to be lift alone. nivir
more. nivirnore."
Bob drew back from her embrace
and. stamping his feet, cried:
"I'n never cry again-not-another-
dam'-timer'
'Whisht, ye little spalpaner" Norah
laughed Don't ye be swearin'."
Amt he tn little divilr' Patrick
slapped his thighs delightedly. Bob,
shake hands wild Molly and Kathleen,
an make yersilf at home"
Bob obeyed
Some hours later Patrick, bearing q
candle and accompanied by Norah.
crept upstairs softly to the spare bed
room where Bob. face downward, re-
posed in uneasy sunderland In q
bedside
9TH poor. poor la-ad." she murmur-
ed, laying her hand gently on his
shoulder.
Bob groaned and In his sleep shrank
from the touch. The movement dis
placed the -Kathleen's-
and disclosed a black and blue shout
der.
9TH little spalpanew Norah whis-
pered tenderly.
''It's not from ightin', ! warrint We"
Patrick whispered. It's on lis back"
Don't you hit me again. Jim Thomp-
sonT Bob screamed In his dreams.
when I'm big I'll kick you"
18th little divilr' Patrick whispered
compassionately.
Hes like Paddy 'ud "a been" sob
bed Norah.
"Arrah, Norah. darlint. We do be max
in fool av yersilf over tn la-ad that
was nivir BORN" Paddy was the boy
for whom the Films hearts had al
ways longed. but who never came.
With deep satisfaction of soul Bob
opened his eyes on a new day.
''Pll stay here" he said aloud
And stay he did. Bob. in the AFRO
gance Of his boyish egotism. taking
his welcome for granted. while to the
Films. big hearted and instinctively
hospitable. it never occurred to wonder
at the boys presumption. The arrange
ment thus tacitly established proved
happy one