The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1915-05-29
NORA FIHNERTrS SIN
BY GEORGE muNsoN.


roared the ex-alderman who are
you? A penniless pup. a--a-"
ITO quote your own words, Mr..
Sheehan, were you not a penniless
canine yourself once?" inquired Tim.
Il was, sor. And proud OF ut" an
swered the old man, relapsing into his
native dialect. And made million
for meself by honest labor When
you've got started on the same way
you can show your face here again
not till then. VIII you get out or will
throw you out?"
That terminated the interview. But
in justice 20 Paddy it must be said he
secretly admired the young man and
did not beer him any malice on ac-
count of his lack of means. He knew
that Tim had the makings of a sue
cegsful man, even though he was at
present struggling along as clerk in
an insurance Office. The fact was, he
treasured his only child so much that
he could not bear the thought of los
ing her
This possibility so preyed upon his
mind that he resolved to put into exc
cution plan he had long projected.
Kathleen, GIRL he said to his
daughter. you may as well put the
idea of that young pup out of your
head. We're going to Ireland. which
I haven't seen since | was boy. Well
see the old home. and-and Nora Fin
nerty Maybe she's married now, and
maybe she amt"
Kathleen knew all about her fathers
boyish sweetheart, whom he had prom
ised to marry when he sailed for
America years before. He had mar
ried another woman, but the memory
of his first love had always been
green with him.
1t is probable that, in spite of her
fathers injunctions. Kathleen did
contrive to see Tim before sailing.
Anyway, hardly had the ship passed
Sandy Hook than Mr., Sheehan, stroll
ing upon the deck. came face to face
with the young man.
What are yJu doing here, you
scoundrel?" he shouted.
Pardon me, Mr.. Sheehan," replied
the young fellow blandly, but / think
/ am entitled to take passage aboard
this ship"
You're following me and Kathleen
roared the exasperated father
No. sir am on my way home to
Ireland to visit my mother"
If see you speaking to Kathleen
Tll--I'll throw you into the engine
ROOM" warned Paddy, shaking his fist.
Despite the most careful observa-
tion on his part, 1t was clear that the
would-be son-in-law did not attempt to
speak to Kathleen during the voyage.
He lost sight Of him at Queenstown,
but when he came upon him at Kerry,
standing, spick and span, with sham
rock in his buttonhole, at the railroad
station his anger burst out against
him.
You're following me-" he shouted,
shaking his fist under the young mans
nose
"Mr Sheehan, I'll have you know
once for all that have no intention
OF following you" responded Tim. Il
have come to Kerry to visit my old
mother"
IF you cross my path again I'll eat
you!' shouted the ex-alderman.
AL; the way to Nora Finnerty's cot
tage he pointed out the old landmarks.
BY the time the little thatched build
ing arrived in sight he was as en-
thusiastic as a boy. He drew up the
car leaped down and stared into the
wrinkleo face of the old woman knit
tirg at the door. Then he flung his
arms about her
'Itf Nori Finnerty. by all that's
sacredf" he shouted. Don't you know
me. Nora. I'm Paddy Sheehan-Pad-
DIV that used tc be your sweetheart in
the lcnF age
The ole woman arose, beaming.
PADDY" sno cried. Back from
Chicago. where it's great things I'm
hearing OF you all these years. But
you must come in and have a bite.
Only yoL mustn't kiss me, Paddy. be-
cause my husbands away and ne
wouldn't like IT,
"y oui husband echoed Paddy.
Michael O'Rourke. who's at the fair
today leaving me the sweetest boy
bu: come in--here's my son Tim, Mr..
Sheehan
The ex-alderman looked speechless-
ly al Tim Murphy Then. whether or
net the occasion overcame him. he
grasped him by the hand And in
stautly his daughters arms were
round his neck
Father, we love each other" she
pleaded. Father. you won't keep US
apart?'
IF I'd have known" began Shee-
han, growing, and then he clapped
the young fellow upon the back,
Take her. Tim O'Rourke." he said.
II give up. You've won her. didn't
dream you were the son of-eh? -eh-
is it O'Rourke or is it Murphy they're
after calling your"
Sure. he's me stepson,~ exclaimed
the old lady. He was my first hus-
handle CON