The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1916-06-17
IRISH TALE WITH
TRAGEDY AT THE LAST

We have an Irish tale in Marius
Lyle's story Of Unhappy in Thy OAR
ing" &C. L. Putnam's Sons). The day
OF the wedding was a grand day. Was
not the bride. Shelagh Lynch, the
loveliest girl In all ireland? II Is 4
good deal to say. hut she was. And
Rupert Standish. the bridegroom, was
he handsome? Well. he was fair.
But i, was said hat he had never been
on a horse. This was from no other
than Tim Mahony, and yet would She
laGh Lynch, the finest rider to hounds
In the County k, unite herself
with such an Incompetent? No. likely.
The reader, as he penetrates the first
chapter. can crafty himself with a
good deal of what the gossips a
regarding the newly mated pair. Was
the General who shared in this discus
sion pulling the leg of his inter
locutor when he stated what ne did
regarding Tim Mahony's as~severation'
Perhaps Tim was as little trustworthy.
when reported by the General, az
betsy Camps friend, Mrs. Harris. The
General may have been a military wag.
At any rate, Shelagh came out of
church leaning on her husbands arm
and the d%isapproval of a number OF
youths who regarded her with a nat
ural attraction could not alter the fact
that she had married Rupert Standish.
In the mex chapter we find Shelagh
back from the honeymoon and having
breakfast In bed-a luxury that she
had long promised herself. As she ate
she dipped occasionally into a novel.
The reader will feel the felicity NJ
this II he wishes he can change. IN
his imagination. the novel for a news
paper. for this Is n remarkable time
and news of vast interest is always i'm
pending. The story pictures Shelagh's
new home for us. The house at Dru-
more was not To her tastc. The rooms
were smaller than the room at Fort
lands; in the morning sunshine they
looked EXCEPTIONALLY clean n bright.
Blatant" IL the word applied to their
too spick and span appearance. The
mantelpiece was of white wood: 1t
must have been enamelled; II was
shiny. The poker was shiny pol
ished implement: with scorn Shelagh
called 1t an English" poker.
Never mind the shiny newness of
the English house. thrown into de-
pressing contrast with the seasoned
Irish domlcilc, a good breakfast Of
iercd to II good appetite is an appeal
ing matter in the SHINES of surround
ings. "Oh, Bright, how lovely. Scram-
hl'd eggs, And what a s,Heet muffin
dish What have you got under
there? Potato cakes. | didn't know
| was so hungry" II IL the substance
often that ar"uses us to the knowl-
edge. Bright had her imaginative be-
.iefs, but her opportunities had beer
restricted. ID you find you can en-,
more when you have breakfast "
he'd So Shelagh to Bright, We do
not understand from the reported ron
~yersation how Bright could have 70,
piled so confidently, but she said. q
90, ma'am." Said Shelagh further
$40 you eve stay In led for break,
fast. Bright" And Bright answered
II do not. ma'am,' Plainly Bright hat
p'"''S w pipJtA i'u lIlo tile utlhIlONl II
Shclagh perceived as much. Then, o
course" she said, you don't know
how 1t feels. Oh, Bright, you're de
licious, Run down and tell Kate (,
make me another dish of eggs" Brigl
had the proper spirit OF accommoda
ton. II will, ma'am," said she.
Presently we find Shelagh brushinl
her hair of an evening and asking her
self with obvious discomfort what i
was that she had expected, Her mem
DRY recalled her premarital thoughts
In that earlier time she had seer II
her minds eye "A succession OF rae
meetings and polo tournaments, Nov
she contemplated a series oftennis an,
croquet parties with fiat dismay. How
dull, how different from the horse
back flight over barriers. with the 70,
slightly ahead! Carbon came-th,
horse. She rushed down to the rail
road car In which the animal had beef