The star-independent. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1904-1917, 1915-01-16
CHAPTER. /.
The Irish Asitator and Anqe,a.

ote ahu KNOWS less tean yer
Il self, I'm thinkin'."
About Ireland. yer river.
ence?"
And everything else, Mr.. OCon.
nell"
rs that criticism or just temper. ia
ther?"
Its both, Mr.. OConnell."
sure it's the good judge We must be
OF ignorance, Father Cahill."
And what might that maneT
1e live so much with it. father
4 III lookin' at it and listenih' to il
now. Frank O'Connell.-
Then its miracle has happened.
rather. To see and hear oneself at
the same time is inddde Il miracle"
Don't provoke the man of Godr'
Not for the wurrld." replied the 9th.
er meekly. "bein' meSef child Of Sa.
tam
And that's what We are And we'd
have others like yerself. But We won't
while I've tongue in me head and a
sthrong stick in me hand"
oConnell looked at him with mis-
chievous twinkle in his blue-grav eyes.
Yer eloquence seems TO made some
thin to back it up I'm thinkin'."
rather Cahil breathed hard. He
was splendid type of the Irish parish
priest of the old school. Gifted with
vivid power of eloquence as Il preach
er and heart as tender as IL woman's
toward the poor and the wretched. he
had been for many years idolized by
the whole community of the village of
NJ, In County Clare. But of late there
was growing feeling of discomfort
among the younger generation. They
lacked the respect their elders so will
fngly gave. They asked questions in
stead of answering them. They be-
gan 10 throw themselves. against Fa.
ther Cahill's express wishes and com
mands, into the fight for home rule
under the mastery craftsmanship of
Charles Stuart Parnell. Already more
than one prominent speaker had come
into the little village and sown the
seeds of temporal and spiritual unrest.
rather Cahill opposed these men to
the utmost of his power. He saw, as
SO many farsighted priests did the
legacy of bloodshed and desolation
that would follow any direct action by
the Irish against the British govern
ment Though the blood of the patriot
beat in Father Cahill's veins. the well
hpinO -hn
with him was near to his heart He
was their priest. and he could not bear
to think of men he had known as chill
dren being beaten and MANNED by con-
st, ulary and sent TO prison afterward |
In the fight for self government.
To his horror that day he met Frank
Owen O'Connell, one of the best
known of all the younger agitators. in |
the main street of the little village
OConnelrs backsliding had been one |
of Father Cahills bitterest regrets. |
He had closed O'Connell's fathers |
eyes in death and had taken care of
the boy as we'll as he could. But at |
the age of fifteen the youth left the |,
village that had so many wretched |
memories of hardship and struggle and
worked his way to Dublin. 1t was
many years before Father Cahill heard'I
of him again. He had developed |
meanwhile into one of the most daring
of all the fervid speakers in the sacred |
cause of Irish liberty.
And Father Cahill was going to hear |
from Frank Owen O'Connell again
though little did he reckon on the i'm |
portance that the present young and |
comparatively untutored reformer |
would achieve.
Wilberforce Kingsnorth, wealthy,
imperious Englishman. left three chill |
dren-Nathaniel, who In a large meas |
ure inherited much of his fathers
dominant will and hard headedness;
Monica, the elder daughter, and Ange-
La, the younger.
Nathaniel was the old mans favor
lite. While still youth he inculcated
into the boy all the tenets of business.
morality and politics that had made |
Wilberforce prosperous.
Pride In his name, a sturdy grasp of |
life, an unbending attitude toward