The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1912-02-13
aught else, he had wished to put ever

aught else, he had wished to put ever
since he had eaten.
And Mrs. Prynne?"
"Aw, yer hOnori"
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,
bristiirg indignation. Sure, and it's
meself never seen the loike av thin
wimmin for rank ingratichude, scr.
And afther all thot meself had said
to thot black-eyed Frinch vixen-'
'Dannyn
''No, sor, not wan word av ut will
[ widdror, not if yer honor discharges
me wild me usual months notice, sor,
this minute. Faix, didn't 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' a boat and intendin' to go
ashore, widout so much as fare-ye-
well, and HE meanin' the most hon
orable intintions in the world toward
the maid"
"Have YOU intentions ever been
aught else toward any woman ye ever
won a smile from, spalpeen?"
CAV, now, yer honor"
Get on with your story. What
about Mrs. Prynne?" demanded
O'Rourke, eyeing 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 be had accomplished, some ex-
plot OF prowess or stroke Of diplo-
macy as yet undisclosed.
"Yissor. I was tellin' ye it
seemed to ne the height Of maneness
she was displayin', ma'nin' this same
Mrs. Prynne, whin twas mesilf knew,
none Detther, how much ye've laid
out on her account and hersilf 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 I for if not to look out
for ye at such times? So
I'm afther sthoppin' thin two just as
they would be lawn their staterooms,
and sz'I, 'Missus Prynne,' szV, me
masther's compliments and he'd like
word Wid yees before ycr2 gone en-
tirely' And Whats this?' sz'she wid
a 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: "Tis in the
divvle's own hurry I am the minute
or words to the same iEict. Sz'she:
And phwat will he be wantin' av me?
A momint's conversation wild ye,'
sz'I. And sz'she: I've no time. Let
me pass I'll be doing sz'I, 'nawthin'
like thot,' for be now I'm thinkin'
there's somethin' deeper behint her
fuster and furry thin mere desire
to blk ye-p'rhaps twas this thing in
too-ishum I've heard ye 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 Ce-
cile for help and is afther whipping
out a gun to blow me out av her
way wild; but It's mesilf thot's be way
av bein' too quick for her and takin'
the pistol away; and be the mercy ap
the Saints MiAther Dravos hears the
shindy and hops down just in time to
snatch another gun out OF tho hand av
that same Ceoile, and he grabs the
gurl and turns her into a stateroom
and shuts tho dure On hsr and"
and" interrupted O'Rourke in 6
black rage, rising and turning back bis
sleeves-"And ROW I'm going to give
ye the father and mother Of all
thrashings, 70 insolent puppy! How
dare 70 lay bands on lady"
"Ow, murther!" chattered the boy,
leaping away. "Be aisy, yer honor,
and hear me out. for it's thin yell not
be blamin' me, but if ye do I'll take
the batin' widout word, sor."
Every WELL" assented O'Rourke ON
inously. But be quick about it, for
I'm mistrustful of ye altogether. Get
on, ye whelp!"
Danny placed the table between
them with considerable expedition.
Jaw, listhen now," he pleaded. while
Misther Dravos was 'tendin' to Cecile,
this Missis Prynne was scrappin' like
a wildcat, scratching and bitin', and
it's all I can do to kape her by wrap
pin me arms tight about her and hold.
in her so, and I'm maxim q grab at
her waist whin be accident like what
do I catch hold av but something un-
dernathe as big as a .hin's egg-a
stone she's carryin' round her neck,
the same as yer honor did wild the
Pool as Flame; and be the feel av Ut
ut's the same entirely; and thin I'm