The Hardin tribune-herald. [volume] (Hardin, Mont.) 1925-1973, 1937-11-12
IF you could know how he's always

If you could know how he's always
sgsia. he aXiw sSs'd So say ts snds ana e and
thoughtful Of her with his whole heart
shinin' in his eyes-and twas plain
as the nose on your face from his letter
that he is comm with a question OF
love on his lips" She sighed heart
brokenly. "I've done many a hard task
! Ger easy for me, but the tellin' OF this
to Terrence Is the hardest I've ever
However, there wasn't much time
for talking about it. We seWed and
shopped and packed for Kathleen at
rushed so that Kathleen might have
it for a farewell gift; Bill brought her
flowers the morning she left, n LIZ
zie, though her face was white, be-
haved like the sporting soul h was:
Mind you enjoy, every m1nnte OF
darlin'. and if you should meet up with
! MoiIie Mcguire, a little braggin' about
how well we've done in America won't
| damage the sweet soul of you none-.-
her with her fine sayin's of how we'd
be starvin' in the States" ,
Then she was gone-ioveiy, Ira.
haunted look of sorrow and whose
homesick heart had no room for Ter
We tried our best to comfort Lizzie
afterward, but nothing helped much:
She never cried or walled, put tne
we're no seedlings, no lively tales, no
! pettings from Lizzie after
| left. She even neglected little susan
! for the first time since h had lald
eyes on her. I fixed gay, tempting sup
pers so that when she came nom
tired d from oo her wSGK; She va mtgns i Bill
squandered six dollars, on theater
tickets for the three Of us, u we
might as well have not taken her; She
was as quietly grateful as katnleen
would have been, but I saw her slItlilg
in a deep study during the pay qunee
| cone and Terrence O'Connell was COM
Iing to America only to be hurtCthat
was the requiem in Lizzle's soul those
days.
Terrence arrived one afternoon about
IN Javs after Kathleen's departure
Suddenly and without announcement.
j lizzie wa at work and Mrs; Fish ous
at the market, so I a Downstairs
TO answer the insistent doorben: l
knew him at once; a pig, oroa na+
shouldered man, with crows ieeC
around his kind. olue eyes anu az the hair
siderable sprinkllng OF gray III 'iHe ii"A'
aig ga was A dressed in a stiff blue serge
with a rough topcoat and MS very
new suitcase and shoes were OF tne
! same cleaning yellow. He seemeo a9oGt
as old as Dad, and for a secoIu ~
Struck str me as being a little funny that
o man Of that age should be coming
| across the Atlantic in a Woolng mo0o.
Then I remembered that th1s klaaly,
smiling Terrence was in a snort Ci1ile
to hear how his Kathleen a Walkea
out on him, and there seemed notniag
funny about that; 1 ,;b en1h1 my Sytrong eiy
as 7 ereeted him with the thought OF
! kathleen in my MIND.
"You could maybe be Mr.. Terren G.
! O'Connell, himself?" I asked MIN III
! Iizzie's manner.
his face elowed. Faith, you y
have q Strain of Irish in you yourself,
tn he spottin' an Irishman SO quleA
and sure-like," he said.
cts because I've heard SO mu naa
about YOU" explained; yo,r i fayyorite
and the way you like your potatoes
best" I held the door open tor h1m'
~ he stepped inside chucklng.
a that brather would come Iron1
the pratin' tongue OF LIZZIE heaiS'
haven't a doubt" he sala: 1izzie,s
,ot ne hi AND seemed pleased with my
initiation that he come into u nv
ING room to wait until LlZzle ca haIf
h 8 Shell be here within a a
ho,Ir" I said, suddenly nervous aI
realizing I hadn't mentioned kaC1ie ssas
Then he asked the sort OF thiiHs was
dreading. :..,a ,o oettin, home
hofore Kathleen?" he asked. There was
an apparent usefulness IN that sLnp.s
n,1esfinn. the wistfulneSS, I hougn 81
a a lover who longs for a moment VIII
I his sweetheart before a third parry d.
rives. ~ COW Here I
had nitied Lizzie for days to THINK OF
her hard task in explaining thlngs 10
TTerrence and now I had blithely leG
myself in for her job. l stanllllereo
and got red.
yes, Lizzie will be here first TO-
night" said stupidity. you see, kath-
leen-that is, you, see, Lizzle Is tre
only one that will be here
He was looking at me soberly: From
YOUR way of sayin' it, I know something
is wrong" he said quietly. is u ina a.
Kathleen is sick-or something Worse!'
Oh. but I liked that fine, steady look
of his. There was no use hedging De-
fore it: I knew that he'd have TO Y
the truth, and that he'd lake IL IKE
a man so I told him.
cts like this, MI. O'Connell: Kath;;
1een had been homesick for Ireland
ever since she came here. and only a
few days ago she got a change to go
back, and is now on her way. She was "a
felt@we thought-it really was such
a splendid opportunity" commenced
to falter and then breathed more freely
again. For Terrence O'Connells face
Showed great relief and little or no
disappointment. .,
"Bless, you, girl" he iaugheo' IA a no
at the tellin' of it? You had me fair
scared out of a year of me life" He
leaned back in his chair and sighed
comfortably. I'm that glad to know
she's on her way back to the old 500.
much as I'd have liked SEEM the sweet
face of her."