Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1911-03-10


ly, it seemed. falling into a delicately
favored brogue. And is it yourself
can tell me If Norah has gone out
again. the night. maybe?"
"Oh, it's yer blessid reverence!
Sure l can tell We the same. The
purity darlin' whit out, as usual, but a
bit later. And she says: Mother
Geehan,' says she, it's me last night
out, praise the saints, this noight isl
And, oh. yer reverence. the swate
beautiful drame of dress she had
this tonne! White satin and silk and
ribbons, and lace about the neck and
arrums-'twas a sin, yer reverence,
the gold was spint upon it."
The priest heard Lorison catch his
breath painfully. and a faint smile
fiickered across his own clean-cut
mouth
Well, then, Mistress Geehan," said
he. I'll just step upstairs and see
the bit of boy for a minute. and I'll
take this gentleman up with me-"
He's awake. thin" said the woman
| I've Just come down from sitting wild
him the last hour, tilling him fine
shtories of ould County Tyrone. 'Tis
a greedy gossoon, 1t is. yer reverence.
| for me shtories."
Small the doubt" said Father
Rogan. There's no rocking would
put him to slape the quicker. I'm
thinking"
Amid the womans shrill protest
against the retort. the two men as
cended the steep stairway. The priest
pushed open the door of room near
its top.
rs that you already, sister ?"
drawled a sweet. childish voice from
the darkness.
It's only ould Father Denny come
to see We, darlin'; and foine gintle-
man I've brought to make We a
gr-r-rand call. And ye resaves us
fast aslape in bed! Shame on yez
manners!"
"Oh, Father Denny, is that you?
I'm glad. And will you light the lamp,
please? It's on the table by the door.
And quit talking like Mother Geehan,
Father Denny"
The priest lit the lamp, and Lorison
saw tiny, towsled-haired boy, with a
thin, delicate face, sitting up in a
small bed in a corner. Quickly, also,
his rapid glance considered the room
and it's contents. 1t was furnished
with more than comfort, and it's
adornments indicated a woman's dis
corning taste. An open door beyond
revealed the blackness of an adjoin-
ing rooms interior.
The boy clutched both of Father
Rogan's hands. I'm so glad you
came" he said; but why did you
come in the night? Did sister send
your"
"Off wild We! Am to be stint about
at me age, as was Terrence McShane
of Ballmahone? l came on me own
responsibility
Lorison had also advanced to the
boys bedside. He was fond of chill
dren; and the wee fellow, laying him
self down to sleep alone in that dark
room, stirred his heart
"Oh, Father Denny" cried the boy,
suddenly, Il forgot to tell you! Sis
ter is not going away at night any
more! She told me so when she
kissed me goodnight as she was leav.
/ lh6s anu oiV peAAd oIC Was 81 Happy,
and then she cried. Wasn't that
queer. But I'm glad; aren't your"
Yes, lad. And now, We omadhaun,
go to sleep and say goodnight; we
must be going"
(which shall l do first. Father Den.
N.Y."
Faith, he's caught me again! WaIl
till get the sassenach into the annals
of Tageruach, the photographer; I'll
give him enough of the Irish idiom
to make him more respectful"
The light was out, and the small,
brave voice bidding them goodnight
downstairs, and tore away from the
garrulity of Mother Geehan.
They came to more prententious
street. where trade, It could be sur.
missed, iourished by day. And again
the priest paused; this time before a
lofty building, whose great doors and
windows In the lowest floor were care
fully shattered and barred. Its higher
apertures were dark, save in the third
story, the windows of which were
brilliantly lighted. Lorison's ear
| Sod6ht ul5IduIB EGBulafS pleasing
drumming as of music above. They
stood at an angle of the building. Up
along the side nearest them, mounted
an iron stairway. At Its top was an
upright, Illuminated parallelogram.
Father Rogan had stopped. and stood.
musing:
Il will say this much" he remarked.
thoughtfully: Il believe you to be a
better man than you think yourself to
be, and better man than | thought
some hours ago. But do not take this"
he added with a smile. "as much
praise. / promised you a possible de.
llverance from an unhappy perplexity
/ will have to modify that promise.
can only remove the mystery that en-
HANGED that perplexity. Your deliver.
ance depends upon yourself. Come
He led his companion up the stair
way. Halfway UP, Lorison caught
him by the sleeve. Remember" he
gasped. Il love that woman"
You desired to know"
| 4 Go on"