The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1912-06-27

Taste, I'm thinking fnotss the word
the doctor used, sor.r
0'Rourke pulled at his cigar, re-
garded regretfully the empty glass be-
fore him, and with some visible reluct-
ance put the question that, more than
aught else, he had wished to put eve,
since he had eaten
And Mrs. PTynne?"
"Aw, yer honor!"
whats the matter, Danny"
Sure, sor, and akin yer pardon for
spakin' so, and manin' no manner OF
disrayspict Whatsoever"
What the divvle, DANNY"
Danny drew himself up with an air,
bristling indignation. Sure, and It's
meself never seen the loike av thin
wimmin for rank ingratichude, sor.
And afther all thot meself had said
TO thot black-eyed Frinch vixen"
Danny"
mo, sor, not wan word av ut will
/ widdror, not If yer honor discharges
me wild me usual months notice, sor,
this minute Fax, didn't 1 see? No
more and the anchor was down, sor,
and yersilf did to the world in yer
berth, sor, thin thin two does be after
hailin' boat and intendin' to go
ashore, widout so much as a fare-ye-
well, and me meanin' the most hon
orable intintions in the world toward
the maid"
Have your intentions ever been
aught else toward any woman ye ever
won smile from, spalpeen?"
Jaw, now, yer honor"
Get on with your story. What
| about Mrs. Prynne?" demanded
O'Rourke, cycling his servant curiously
and trying to fathom his but half-dis-
! guised and wholly awkward air of self
esteem. Plainly the boy thought
| highly of himself because of some
| thing he had accomplished, some ex-
plot of prowess or stroke of diplo-
macy as yet undisclosed.
| Visor. / was tellin' We it
seemed to me the height of maneness
she was displayin', ma'nin' this same
Mrs. Prynne, whin twas mesilf knew,
none betther, how much we've laid
| out on her account and hersiff not
waitin' to settle up wild ye-"
What business was that of yours ?''
Twas none, sor. But yersilf had
keeled over and was did to ivrything,
and what am l for If not to look out
for We at such times? So
I'm afther sthoppin' thin two just as
they would be LAWN their staterooms,
and SCI, 'Missus Prynne,' SCI, me
masther's compliments and he'd like a
word wild yees before vera gone en-.
tirely.' And What's this?' sz'she wild
fine show of surprise-the dayceyt.
full huzzy!-though I'm watchin' her
and thinkin' she was frightened about
somethin', from the white turn av the
face av her. Sz'she: otis in the
divvle's own hurry am the minute
, or words to the same iffict. Sz'she:
J And phwat will he be wantin' av me?
"A momint's conversation wild We,
szI. And sz'she: I've no time. Let
me pass I'll be doing SCI, 'nawthin
like thot,' for be now I'm thinkin
there's somethin' deeper behint heI
/, fiuster and furry thin a mere desire
to blk ye-p'rhaps twas this thing in
too-ishum I've heard We mintion. And
the next mint I'm sure av ut, for she
goes white as snow in the face and
the eyes of her begins to burn like
[ cold Crane fire and she screams to &c
D cile for help and is afther whipping
: out gun to blow me out av hel
!, way wild; but it's nesilf thot's be wa!
i av bein' too quick for her and takin
i the pistol away; and be the mercy a.
: the Saints Misther Dravos hears tn,
4 shindy and hops down just in time t.
q snatch another gun out of the hand a.
q that same Cecile, and he grabs tn,
r CURL and turns her into a stateroon
and shuts the dure on her and"
And" interrupted O'Rourke in
L black rage, rising and turning back hi
sleeves-"And now I'm going to Civ
ye the father and mother of al
thrashings, We insolent puppy! HOY
dare We lay hands on lady"
COW, murther!", chartered the boy
leaping away. BE aisy, yer honor
and hear me out, for it's thin ye'll no
!. be blamin' me, but If We do I'll TAX
the batin' widout a word, sor."
Very well,'' assented O'Rourke on
= inously. But be quick about it, 70
I'm mistrustful Of We altogether. &c
on, We whelp!"
D Continued Tomorrow