Gloucester County Democrat., 1911-11-16

60 afther that big bully like me saint
ed namesake afther th snakes In th
ould country. An he wiped th' gut
ther clane wild him. An whiR / was
fur lawn me CORNER the la-ad come up
to me an says, Say, mister, .where'll
be findin' place to slape th' nightY
Over beyant be TIL river there's lot
of boxes. says |. 'Aw. tell wild boxes
says he; it's bed I'm wantin'.' An
what'll tn likes ay ye be doin' wild
bed? says /. .Slapin. ay course says
lots av money now, an I'm wantin'
bed fr tn night. How ould are yer
I asks. Ten years. says he. An
where have We been livin'? Nowhere
says he. Who's yer payrintsg Amt
got any, says he. .Who've We been
livin' wild? Nobody says he. Shure,
ye're quare custhomer.' says l. An
who owns YEP I own mesilf.' says he.
Thin come home along av me th'
night says /. An here he is. An
now" Patrick concluded sadly. "he
must be goin', FIR there's no room f'r
him here"
''Think shame to yersilf. Pathrick
Finn" Norah cried hotly, ito be think
in ay sendin' a poor motherliss little
spalpane like him out into the cold
worruldp'
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 torrent
of sobs.
"Husha, husha. me de-arr." crooned
Norah. There's no made to be cryin.
Shure, ye aren't to be lift alone, nivir-
more. nivirmore."
Bob drew back from her embrace
and. stamping his feet. cried:
.I'll never cry Observation-Disclosures
dam -time!"
"Whisht. ye little spalpaner' Norah
laughed Don't We be swearin'."
''Ain't he tn little divil.' Patrick
slapped his thighs deIightedly. Bob.
an make yersilf at home"
Bob obeyed.
Some hours later Patrick, bearing a
candle and accompanied by Norah.
crept upstairs softly to the spare bed
room where Bob. face downward, re-
posed in uneasy sunderland in a
bed. Norah sank to her knees by the
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 black and blue shout
| der.
.Th' little spalpane..' Norah whis-
pered tenderly.
"It's not from fghtin', warrint ye,"
Patrick whispered. Its on bis back
Don't you hit me again, Jim Thomp-
son." Bob screamed in his dreams.
when I'm big I'll kick you"
9Th little divilr' Patrick whispered
compassionately
Hes like Paddy 'ud "a been.' sob
bed Norah
"Arrah. Norah. dariint. We do be MAX
in a fool av yersilf over th' 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 new day.
| 'sI'll 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 a
happy one.
| So it was that when Policeman
| Finn set ont that noon to his duties
! terday's battlefield. where henceforth.
| by right of conquest and Patricks pro-
| lection. he was to reign supreme. And
when the days work was done to-
gether they returned home TO Irish
town.
A few. days later their bonds were
finally riveted.
| 1t was Saturday night, and the fami-
ly of Finn was gathered in the
kitchen. which was also the. living
room. Over the table in the corner
Bob counted the earnings of the week.
To this task the assistance Of Molly
and Kathleen was needed. since. alas.
Bob's notions of arithmetical values
after the sum of ten was reached were
hopelessly vague.
Three dollars and fifty-three cents. .
Kathleen announced proudly.
Hell be layin' aside a bit ay it, a
dime or quarther mehby. f'r TIL
sisters whin they come, won't We.
Bob?' Norah suggested piously.
| But Bob had planned other uses for
his money. He laid to one side the
n, ~.