The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1915-02-04

why did you bring me hereg
 'sTo make sure your wounds were attended to-"
 stYour brother is landlord Kings north, the absentee landlord we used to call your father as children. And I'm fin his sons house. I'd betther be in jail than here.''
 teYou mustn't think that.
 You've brought me here to hunail- fate me to humiliate meT' s'No. To care for you. to protect i. you. z
 Protect me7''
 tTf I can.''
 That's strange
 q heard you speak today" She paused. 'sYou mustn't go to prison.''
 stIt's the lot of every Irishman today who says what he fhinks.''
 eEIt mustn't be yours! It mustn'ty' .Ange1a's voice rose in her distress She repeated: Tt mustn'ti I'll appeal to my brother to stop it.''
 eff he's anything like his father it's small heed he'll pay to your pleading. The poor Wretches here appealed to old Kingsnorth in famine and sickness not for help, mind ye, just for a lit. tle time to pay their rentsan the only answer they ever got from him was Pay or go!s
 'I know, I know!' Angela replied. And many a time when was child my mother and I cried over it 7
 He looked at her cautiously. You and yer mother cried over us2s'
 seWe did Indeed we did. =
 ssThey say the heart of England is in lis womankind. But they have noth- ing to do with her laws.
 saThey will have some day"
 sIt1I be long time comin', I'm thinkin'. If they take so long to free a whole country how long do ye sup pose it'll take them to free a whole sex and the female one at that?''
 sTt will come!'' she said resolHtely.
 stAnd you cried over Ireland,s sor- rows 2''
 aAs child and as woman,'' said Angela.
 And ye,ve gone about here trytn' to help them, too, haven't ye ?,
 eI could do very little. z
 tfWeIl, the spirit Is there and the heart is there. If they hadn't liked you it's the sorry time maybe your brother would have,
 He paused again, looking at her in tent1y, while his fingers clutched the coverIet convulsively as if to stifie a cry of pain.
 May ask ye yer name 7'' he gasped.
 Angela z she said, almost in a whis- per.
 Angela he repeated. ssAngelaI It's well named ye are. It's the min isterfn' angel we've been down here to the people-alld-to me. z
 Don't talk any more now. Rest. 7
 ssRest, is it, with all the throuDle In the wurrld beatin' in me brain and fhrobbin' in me heart ?n
 Try to sleep until the doctor comes tonight
 He lay back and closed his eyes.
 Angela sat perfectly still.
 Tn few minutes he opened them again. There was a new light in his eyes and smile on his lips.
 4sYe heard me speak, did ye?''
 ssYes''
 tWhere were ye?'
 "Above you, behind bank of trees
 A playful smile played around his lips as he said, .sIt was good speech, wasn't it2"
 T thought it wonderful 2 Angela an swered
 s.And what were yer feenn's listen tn' to man urgin' the people against yer own country ?"
 aI felt wanted to stand beside you and echo everything you said"
 Ibid you? And his eyes blazed and his voice rose.
 You spoke as some prophet speak ing in wilderness of sorrow trying to bring them comfort"
 He smiled whiNsicalIy as he said in a weary voice:
 @I tried to bring them comfort, a1d l got them broken heads and buckshot.e .'Ttss only through suffering every great cause triumphs,'' said Angela.
 seThen the Irish should triumph some day. They've suffered enough, God knows.''
 srThey will" said Angela eagerly. ssOh, how wish I'd been born man 60 throw in nay lot with the weak, to bring comfort to sorrow. freedom to the oppressed, joy to wretchedness! That is your mission. How I envy you! I glory in what the future has in store for you. Live for ifi Live for itF'
 sI wilIY' cried O'Connel1. ssSome day the yoke will be lifted from us. God grant that mine will be the hand to help do it. God grant am alive to see it done. That day'n be worth hvin' for-to wiring recognition from our enc mics, to-to-to''- He sank back weak ly on the pillow, his voice falling to whisper.
 Angela brought him some water and helped him up while he drank it. She smoothed back the shining hair-red. shot through gold-from his forehead. He thanked her with look. Suddenly