The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1912-08-31
POOR old Whitney
THE MATCHMAKER
Happy Result Of the KILLING of
Cow.

a Cow.
sy MARIAN GORDON.
The road was very quiet save for
the evening song Of birds and the
hnklins bells Of homecoming cows.
Elida Bissell leaned over the gate
ana watched the struggling line of
animals crossing the dusty road from
the pasture to the open gate that led
to the barnyard. Old Whitley strolled
1t the end Of the procession pausing
70 nibble at tho parched grass by the
roadside while her master labored
with the refractory latch Of tho pas.
kure gate.
Suddenly there came the blare of
motor horn and around the curve at
the top Of the hill there darted big
red touring car. It came plunging
down toward the luckless Whitley
who had paused in its path to stare
curiously Ut the oncoming monster.
Crashl There was frightened
below from poor Whitley uttered with
her last breath. scream from Elida
who had closed her eyes tightly, a
roar Of warning from Simon Bissell
ht the instant Of impact. Then the
big car wobbled on from side to side
Of the road, gained speed and disap-
peared in cloud of dust.
The red car had left disaster in its
wake for old Whitley lay q still white
bulk in tho hedge.
Simon Bissell stamped across the
road pale with passion. He was an
older IN the church and did not swear
but his expression was such that Eli
do seemed to hear the profanity Of
this thoughts.
"oh. father, dont!" she cried, i'm
pulsively.
"You-you saw it," he demanded.
"Of course-it is dreadful Poor
Old Whitley. Do you suppose she ia
dead7"
"Humphl" Simon went u. to the
PROSTATE animal and examined her,
Whitley was dead.
Hot tears sprang to Simon's eyes,
Whitley had been the first COW he had
sver owned. When he had married
E1ida's mother she had brought the
beautiful white COW as part of her
dowry. Elida might cry openly over
the loss Of the pet COW and he knew
bis wife would mourn it's loss when
she came back from her visit to dis
tant city, but it was the part Of 81
mon Bissell to bury the victim Of thu
Ted motor car and catch the culprit Il
hs could.
what q coward that man must
have been!" exclaimed Elida later a,
they ate supper together.
Simon nodded. He'll stop and set
10 with me the next time he Gomez
this way" he said significantly.
What do you mean, father1 Sup
pose he Just tears past a. he did
today" -;u-.t 3
''rn mako him STOP" declared 81
mon modify and later, when Elids
saw him cleaning his shot gun and
loading 1t she understood.
please don't do anything ike that
father" she pleaded tearfully. "Ot
course we loved old Whitley but you
can't take mans life in return fol
that Of q COW no matter how val
uable." -"
II didn't say I would take any
body's life. 'Ada," he said sternly,
but I will make him stop and settle
with me-the hound!"
But you might kill him by mistake
u you shot at the car"
mo danger" assured Simon srimly
ana thereupon he replaced tho loaded
weapon on the wall and went out to
he barn.
Elida's pretty face was troubled al
She finished washing the dishes and
walked slowly out to the scene of the
late tragedy.
Whitley still lay there in the hedge
and In locust tree above her still
form of robin was singing its evening
hymn.
tits poor Whitey's requiem. -
thought Elda as she walked away
Her foot struck something hard and
fat and she stopped and picked from
kA0 ou0S Cu0 AuAAUC1 pldCe ITOm a0
automobile. The number was 444.
Now, father can identify him with.
out trouble or violence" murmured
Elida Fastening toward the house.
But she paused and drew back as
there came the warning sound of 9
motor horn from the top Of the hill
and once more the red car swept
down, this tine at more sober pace
The solitary occupant made no motion
to stop the car and as he neared Elida
she stilled her natural shyness and
waved her hand at him.
"Oh, please stop!" she cried eagerly
To her surprise the red car came
to standstill within a few feet OF
Whitey's recumbent form and a very
good looking young man removed his
cap and smiled at her.
rs something the matter!" he In.
uuired,