The Anderson daily intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson, S.C.) 1914-1915, 1914-03-14

sstsan and Ais nlGt,e sat dos.l 10 .s1IIper.
All day long nennis had listened for
tile p6stuiafi fiiis Sst the ad0rlJeti, ,Sb5it'
Ia vain. Thefa aaine ii nelssn6IEaf
from hisSUla home Ia County Antrim.
ireland. bun beS6nd tlilt there was
nothing, AlwaFe Iefofe they had re.
ceiyed some word Isam Larry In his
faraway home, lind. though the delay
might be attributed to the maiIs and
the heavy snowstOrms Reported in the
northwest. Dennis WIS heary hearted.
"Mdy the blessed saint whose day
1t is protect him wherever he ls:'' sigh.
ed Dennis rs he fook cup of Tea ESom
AInily's hand.
i IN sure we viii hear from Larry 81
ths, morning" cried Molly hopefully.
rL9Ok. Uncle Dennis, at the sweet pot
OF Shalni'ock Ibrought home"
Leunis looked ut lser keenly.
( Molly. lass. and do you not pine for
she real emeralds. the Jewels that
Larry promlsedf: Ire asked.
Molly laughed scornfully. Her cheeks
flushed rosily. nnd her blue eyes shone
with tove for tile absent l0yer-cousin
lsUncle Dennis. you make me ushnm-
sd. Don't you believe I'D rather see
Il Sad who has two green ,eycs-eyes
the color of that bunch OF s;innrock-
than all tile jewels In the world?
Those emerald eyes OF Larry Flaua-
gnn's are the only jewels would waar
against my henrt!!" She itnng her head
in sudden sweet shame.
Dennis wrlnkled hand was stretched
across the tnble t0wtird her.
.,Then. Molly. lass" he whispered,
maybe it@l COME MI right. for again
dreamed The dream OF Larry coming
hoIne, poor and needy instead OF rich
and
Y lWho wanted bin rich, Uncle Den
niS?" cried tile girl hotiy. I'VE were
satisfied. you AMI 1. We pleaded with
him not TO 20 away and leave us. hut
there: perhaps 1t sffor the best but
there IL an ache baHfnait air."
;;sWhat is thnt?" Dennis lifted his
hepd..
!. .ssThe music of the band. Tie knights
o. green are pargding, ShnlI we go
idosyh to the corner 9f tile street and
sw4rcn them. UAcie DehnIs.-
ltl@Yes. Twisn't sn nany years ago
tiIpt marched With 'eni tIneself on ST.
Pitrick's day. ard f.irry-I hoped by
this time lie would he back ainong
them. brave III ii green ana gold uni
form. Help me On with my ytovercoat.
sdearie''
:i.e ala :a:g:!. len .:i:IlssS.ss. The arm
of the slender. upright glri. went down
TO the corner md with swelling lreart
twatciel The iliassing Of tie gaiiant
knIghts who marched In honor of the
good ST. Patrick.
Az the tan of. the pfocs:ssioti tidssed
ont of sight Dennis Flanagan nnA his
i1iiecc turned toward home.
tiOlly knew that the old mans Heart
as2S fur away IN Alaska With the be-
1ut@l son. who was ratniy seeking the
svillo' the wisp. gold.
~ Tonight gold aii,; the luxnries st
brings seemed q tiny thing TO tho slrl
sJYtth;the lching lfeart.
Again they were seated hhouH the
Stisiqwiiig llttlt, atofe in the sitting room
swhelf there Iaiiie 4 s6ft knbekiIig ut
,tle door to fhe porch.
Molly crossed the room anu or aned
Jthe do1r only 10 fall hack agaInsk tina
Aihtel white Tipped nnd staring.
f'Uicle Dennis. Uncle DSiEis,s I'm
Seeing Visions she sobbed. polnSIAg 20
tile SHOW covered torch
Dennis ho6bIed sp her side ahTls saw
tthe form Of II man shuddied on the door
::..e.t.
..::Poof souIr' ne muttered, turning
the face toward tile light. and then he
Eel iftyk, with 81 startled cry. go =.
Heavens. Mol ! 0iiii. IN larry
Is my dream topie trhe!" he moanea.
Molly recovered her courage when
she realized thate ske was nee.salIs
needed TO alIay atitferihg. She rubbed
the cOid race with snow ana pouTe0 n
strong ltftnltant Through the Willie
UPS. after a@hile larry opens4 his
eSss, smiled shook himself and slowly
staggered 90 his. feet.
WHEN he Tf5ifs ID; sely inside support
sesI otl; thor side iiy father and sweet
J heart he luokeiI down ut tiIeIn srotn
tender green eyes tint we're iareIy
Beautiful
Dennis ,iiii tSioly looted Mt hiiilhiifls
xarlly.
Z iLasry. WHO had gone, forth so gili.
ldntIy To seek his fortune. who had
itlfolnised ta lr.tng l,.tcls en,e4iId Aaa,-
rocks to deck his sWaetheart's brshst
+ + sissirfy WAS shabby illid obyioGsls pDof
,anl altlelis,lliy hungry: for iIet wsts
sttii.i ana lnile ttiid w0rii. s.
Bus be was TatFfS. come home to
them once liltlre:
Ciasiietl III sfilSs fathers trasd6iing
arms. falrfs s1dliiel the old nian 4 ex-