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(Copyright. I90O, by H. S. Mrnuro Co.) adjoined tho forge, Jlm left his companion
It wan a gusty, squally day, which mnde with a "Good day, Maggie," and a wave of
A if thin there's tho
young wiitm. Who ll eee uncr num.'
"Sure Illddy'fl ll, and well able for ll.
Would yc uhland- In the girl's way, Conn?"
"(lod save us, what talk, woman! Shtand
In her way! l It nio harm the child? Aeh,
Maggie, yc know, well yor me own heart's
blood
Ye," whispered the girl
It difficult for Maggie b bare legs to carry hand, llu hail previously appointed to seo aay ttinnk ye kindly, Frank
ner ioara tarmoro as rapidly us tno oc- ner on tne following nay. i (in,i mpi ve for tho thought
cation demanded. Sho mado hcreelf as small When tho children came In from school,!,.,.,,, ...h.,, , ininoiror
)c it ndestlon?"
"To be sure, Maggie?"
"Ha nine monthi nime I kern here, an'
at tho end of six or nine I wji promised
some money."
"Quite right an- haven't yo got It?"
"Not it pinny," sh said.
"Vo say that?" lie stopped short for a
moment; then walked on slowly with bent
browH. ,
"I snoko to uncle, nn' he put mo aft
ye'd marry him he'd forgive me, nn' not sny
a word."
"I can't," said Maggie. "He asked me
last night, nn' 1 Mid 'No,' for there's an
other 1 belong to."
"Ve said 'No?' (lod save us. wherc's cr
slnse? l.rt the other wan go."
"I can't!"
"Ye must, for the sake of the name!
Would yo have cr own mothcr'8 brother
mil In
An to he J
Tho owld blagyard,
as possible, held the shawl which covered a riotous mob, they were taken by Mngglo ye jiaRgc, asthore, and lave us to think Ulll'cr nla breath,
her head close under her throat and In. to be "put .straight," a 'process which In- (l j,it." "'c 8CU'" sl)o we
tne lulls of the wind Increased her pare to volved much howling and many tears, sno gne slipped from Conn'n knep nfter an
Thrro wns really no purMcuUr " full of the mornings episode tnat . e,ni,raCe piteous with entreaty, kitfl her
agin. 1 thought maybe ye'd see me through ..Mster tuordan '11 not be hard." she said,
'rank l'ower. and ld It. Mtster lllordan. Av coorre. It 1 m -Would o be that ongrntcful?" crlrd
;ht av us. We ll "rth no pay. I'll lave ; nn wehomc. ,, , , , ,vl) ,Vi(J. o
a run.
hurry, but the unusualnras of her errand "ho would have preferred not to change tho motnc,r an, the tlnc whom she nlrenly re
sremol to the gl.-I to give no lonpholo for dress she wore; ll ecmetl now to do pari oi i Rar,c(j wUn a k,i ( terror, and went up
delay. Crumpled up In her left hand was"1"' altered life. Id tho samo way sho hcsl- nUlctly to bed. It was the tirst night of the
a ullp of papor. on which was scrawled a lint ! ' the 111,1,1 from npr fcct-
Hut
girl's life In which she had experienced true
of the articles she was to buy and carry of course sno urn noin, nna in ino nci was Borrow atl(1 tho dragging length cf the dark
back to Uallycloghor. I brought nearer to tho prastlcat side of things hourg Evcn tho many m,vcr!) gho rcpe.ued
forao In from tho forge, and was sitting,
clean and uncomfortable, near the hearth.
Mrs. Coylo sat opposite to him; the nine
children were perched on two wooden
benches that ran along the wall. They
madii way for her with many signals and
suppressed gvlggles.
"Whisht! He shtlll, there! Ycr uncle Is
not used to the llko av that!"
"Ood help him, then," said Conn.
An' why (lod help hta? Sure, every man
Tho luxuries enumerated on the slip of
papor were for tho entertainment of ono
curat, Maggie's uncle, her mother's brother,
whom (iho had never sc-.-n. She under
stood him to be rich; Indued, he was pi
ways held up by Mrs. Coylc an n model
for her husband's Imitation. "He's hun
derds," she used to say. "hunderds. and
It's my belief they're nil In gowld; yp can
sco money In 'lo fncc. Ifn you might bn
as warm, Conn, If ye'd think hv the poor
chlltler."
w iy.A K, uu Pu L. i can't marry, an' lf well they don't,
wind her head was busy with thoughts ..,. v' wav hnv .,.
or tho undo who was rich. Tho word,
coming close home, ns It wpre, set her
Imagination dancing, for rich men did not
often comn near Hallyeloghcr, and when
they did certainly not as guests of Conn
Coylo. Sho knew what poverty was,
though that not of tho acutest sho gener
ally had enough lo cat, but tho Idea o."
riches swept her up Into a new world.
Sho made her purchase all at ono shop,
nd then found, as was Inevitable, that
Mrs. Coylc had miscalculated tho prlcer,,
and sho was 2 shilling) short. Mrs. Mac
Donaugb. who kept tho store, was quite
willing to glvo credit for tho balance, but
It seemed to Magglo that this course would
bn a kind of reflection on her uncle. While
sho groped hopelessly In her pocket for
money which she knew was not tbcro she
saw Jnmrn Phelan pass the door. An In
spiration nhnt her to hln wide.
"Jim." fhn cried. "Ilnd mo 2 shlllln':
I'm that short. You'll have It back to
morrer." "Kalth. Is It you? Well, well! Two
shlllln' Is It? How do ye think I'd have nil
that about me?"
"No Jokln'. It's a hlessln' I snw ye. sure."
"That'n thrnn " uui,l Tin,. mVi .ihi.
have had yo else. Maggie." lie produced the ! I"1' through Harney s hair.
t nnd took a I i no "lea, crien .urs. l.oj ic. nen ii
aJm . I brnueht small comfort, for when slip had
When sho went downstairs her father had ; be?n ,hrollRh ,hom twtCl. hor mlml wlln()erod
whllo her Hps moved. A week before nho
would have uccepted the proposed change,
not, Indeed, without rjrrow, but as part of
tho necessary round of life. Now It seonitd
i nn utter uprooting, terrible as the Idea of
death.
It was decided that Maggie should go.
I'rank Tower, when he mado the offer, know
ll was iucvltublo and congratulaicd hlniM-lf
on the brilliant Idea which had sent him to i
Havo ycr way, have ycr way." said
Conn. "I'm thlnkln" Frank Power's a sad
mini, that's nil!"
"Kalth, thin, 'tis tho money docs It."
"Ye'll harp an that shtrlng till It breaks."
"Arrah, Conn, ye've nlvor a good word
tor tho man, and him me own brother."
"Shure, one's enough to talk av 'lm. If
a blc-ysnt Ralnt were comln' wo couldn't
havo hecred rr.oro noise av It."
A ullencp fell upon tho party, which wns
unexpectedly broken by n (hock-headed,
frcckle-fnced boy called Harney. He hnd
been gnzlng for a long time ul Maggie's
pretty feet and tho words were out
ho remembered thn tolcmnlty of the occa
sion. "Maggie, show us the tbrlck wld ycr toei."
It was about the only accomplishment Mag
gie poflscssed and conslHted In a eurloun
flexibility of tho toes, whlh enabled her to
fold them under almost nn though thev
were flngcr3 and pick up nlmost nny small
object from tbc ground. This trick was a
source of endlftH delight to the children,
who practised It themselves with nn as
hldulty which promised great future results.
Not now. pet," said Maggie, running her
money; she settled the nccount
receipt with nn air of gravn dignity. When
she came out of the shop Jim wim waiting.
"In It you still?" asked Maggie.
"An' why not? I'm goln' your way, sure,
and wo might ns well wnlk In shtcp."
"I'm In a mad hurry. Jim."
"Did 1 ask yo to go slow for me?"
"Yo did not." said Maggie,' candidly.
"That's a groat ug'y parcel," said Jim;
"an' tno heavy for the likes av you. Just
hand It here. Maggie."
"Ys'll not dhrop It? There's things thore'd
break If ye did."
"I'll howld an to It right enough. What's
Inside at all? It's morshul heavy!"
"All sorts. We've a visitor comln' to-
nlghi Unrle Frank l'owcr."
"An' who's he?"
"Suro yo've hoard tell ave him times, nn'
times. He's mother's brother."
"I'd forgot, Magglo."
"I've never set eyes on 'lm yet but he's
grand rich man I'm towld."
"Is he that? Thin what'll he want In
Ballyelogher?"
$:T;iicr his own people, sure"
"Thut's kind av "lm." said Jim.
"Well, annyway, he's comln', kind or not.
Don't, ketch tho parcel by the shtrlng!"
"Alsy, Magglo. I was only chatiglu' arms."
"Will I take a. turn at It?"
"havo It be. child." '
Tho wind had dropped somewhat, and a
mart shower of rain came on. After a tlmo
Jim said: '
"Wo'd best shelter a bit."
Mngglo hcsltnted. "I could wrap the par
cel up In mo shawl," Hhe said.
"An' ketch ycr death! That's likely!
There's no hurry, sure, if he's not comln' till
night."
Ho found a dry spot tinder a wayside o'.m.
Magglo look the parcel from Jim and enrc
fully placed It close to tho trunk; then tho
fair stood sldo by sldo beforo It. and lis
tened to tho hiss of tho rain In the leaves
nnd watched the streaming white road.
"Ye'd Dade bootit In this wathei," said
Jim. glancing at tho girl's bare feet.
"Not at all! What nilschicf'd a little wet
do?" Sho pressed ber tors Into tho soft
earth.
"I'm do'ln' well now, Maggie."
"That's good hearln'," she paid.
"Ay. I'm doln' well," ho repeated. "Ye'll
bn a'most a wcainn now, 1 s'pono?"
"Slventeen last birthday," sho said.
"Hedad, that's a great age! A'most mar
ryln' time, Maggie. I s'pose yo haven't a
notion av It yersclf?"
"How would I. wld all thlin chlldcr to look
afther?"
Jim slipped nn arm round her waist nnd
kissed her. '
" thought ye might hnve," lie said.
Magglo (lushed and closed her eyes for a
moment; then h ngnln to seo tho
blurred sky and rainy road.
"I couldn't." siu ojitly.
Jim released hor buddenly and cried.
"Whisht! There's Miry Cregan comln'!"
She was oppo3lto tho pair alniont ns soon
an Jim spoke, n tall, hnndsomo girl, warmly
clad, though less ncnt than Maggie. Sho had
strong shoes on her feet, too, which should
havo been pufllclont horald of her approach
If Jim had not been deaf at the moment. Sho
paused nnd looked them u and down with
n smllo that had eomcthlng of worn lit It,
nnd at tho back of that again a opark of
anger.
"'TIs n grnnil day for tho llko av that
James l'helan!" bho said. "Ye might put
tho comelher on grown Rlrls nnd not chll
dcr."
'"TIs a grand day Indeed, Mary," raid
Jamre, avoiding her eyes.
Tin for Carmore, she said; "nro yo
comln'?"
"Not now; I've an errand to Hallyclog-
her
"Ah. well! good day to ye." Sho passed
on.
Magglo had stood quite etlll, watching
Mary closely all tho time.
"She's a hard nail," said Jim, laughing
awkwardly.
"She saw !"
"What of that, euro?"
"Sbo'll tell an us."
"Ual her."
"Did yo Iver kiss her, Jim?"
"I did, many a time and others have, too.
Whafs there In that to throuble wld? I'd
rather kits you, Maggie."
"It's shtopped ralnln','' sho said
"Olvo mo wan kiss, astor," ho said; "the
other I tuk wldout lave."
Magglo trembled as sho lifted her face to
his, and there were tears In hor eyes which
James Thelan did not. see
At tho door of the Coylo TtSttage which
'THERE IS A CLASS OF PEOPLE
Who are injured by the usa of coffee lie
canny mare n ooan placed in an
pocary storas a now praparatlon
ORAIN-O, tnada of pure grains, thi
the Dlace of coffee. The most dellmtn
atomacn receives it wunout flutrejs.
the
railed
rains, that takei
,r. &ntl
but few can tall It from coffee. It .inct
not con over u aa mucn. children may
drink It with great benefit, ltats. and 23
yp lurn slnne. Harney?
"Why wouldn't she do the thrlck to pla.e
tho boy?" naked Conn. "I've thrlcd times
lo do It meself."
"Whisht! there's wheels) comln'." Mrs.
Coyln was at tho door In a moment, peerlnp
nut Into the autumn twilight, -with hands on
hips anil nn anxious tremor at tho heart.
It was Undo Frank Power at last.
Ho was not a prepossessing man. The lit
tle HkcnecH to his sister that he had was, as
It wero, hidden away in odd cornern of his
face, which only now and then revealed
It, ns by compulsion. He was small nnl
spare of figure, neat as became his position,
drily conciliatory In manner, ns a person
who has to pleaso to live. Ills face was
hard, save for the mouth, which had nn un
oxpectcd looseness of lips; his eyes were
furtive, shooting a sudden glance and then
turning aelde, im -though to muso on tho
Impreesslon they had taken. He was a
man who habitually masked himself, though
with so Ilttlo art that a tdose observer saw
his rmull soul baro under tho disguise.
Tho much-dcbatfl mrnl was hardly a so
cial success. To begin with, Power had
no great appetite, nor did he pour forth tho
congratulations which Mrs. Coylo had con
fidently expected. Ho ato slowly and
thoughtfully, speaking little, and the other
three had to restrain their longing hunger
oni of respect for the extreme gentility of
the Hclfast draper. Ho mado no refcrnces
to the old times which arc to dear to thn
i Iri.-h heart, ho said nothing nbout the Ilttlo
oni nouse ai ivinccn. wnert, no ami nis sis
fcr had been brought up; he appeared to
have forgotten tho episode of the brown
cow.
Maggie, poor girl, wan as quiet as a sitting
bird. Sho wan oppressed noth by I'owcr'i
pro3onco and tho thought that, for tho first
time, she had a secret from her parents
Yet under tho oppression there was a sing'
Ing current of Joy that made music to her
heart, a music hardly to bo listened to with
out bringing tho hot blood to her checks.
After the meal was over ami tho two men
had their plps lit, Magglo and her mother
pulled one of tho benchos to the hearth and
tho four sat round tho flro with folded
hands, each waiting for somo ono else to
begin. It was then that Undo Frank
Power mado a start.
"'Tib long slnro I've seen ye, Ellen, an
yo might think I'd forgotten yo, but 'twasn't
bo, faith."
"Ave coorso not, Frank." She shot
triumphant glance at Conn.
"I've been a busy man, Rllen, an' I knew
yo wero well placed with Conn here,
"Minds chango as well as times," said
Conn. "Yo were black agin mo wauce.
Frank."
Power waved his pipe dcprecatlngly.
"Ay," he said, "I'd a fancy for Ellen to
marry Tom Illakc
"Who's In gaol this two years for ns
blagyard a thrlck as Iver a man played,
said Conn.
"Thrue for yo, thrue for ye. Ellen did
well, an' a mm family, too, Ye'll bo proud
av thlm, Conn.
"I am, an" not wan of thlm more throublo
than a bird In a cage"
"I sometimes wish," said Power, "that I'd
somo av me own, for It's well to lave what
ye havo to yer onn blood."
Mrs. Coylo's faco epltomlzod nil tho Joy
ful emotions, but Conn was staring hard
Into the peats, and did not see.
"I'vo bin takln' a partner," Power went
on, "an' It's our lutlntlon to Increase the
business. He's a shmart man, wld money
an no u nine somo nv mo work an mo
owld shoulders." Ho laughed drily, glanced
round tho circle, and replaced the pipe In his
mouth.
"It's time, shure," said Mrs. Coylo.
"rvo bin tninKiir yo might sphare me
wan nv these chlldcr av yours; not," he
added hastily, "a young wan, but, say, Mag
glo here.
"Mo!" Magglo called the word out of
dream. The dream was broken.
"Hush, dearie!" said Mrs. Coylo, leaning
forward eagerly, and trying to catch Power's
uncertain eye.
"She's a fine grown girl, an' 'd do well
In the shop. 'TIs a pity to lavo her here.
In time she'd be a grand help to ye. In
six months, or say nine, afther she'd learnt
tho business, I'd pay her some wages, nn' In
the meantime I'd knpo her freo intlroly.
Tho thought Just kern to me," ho adde4.
"What'd we do wldout Magglo at all?"
said Conn. "Como hero, asthore."
She went to him and sat on his knee, with
her arms round his neck and her head sunk
against his shoulder.
' 'TIs a flno offer," said Mrs. Coyle
vaguely.
"What do yo say. Maggie?" Conn whis
pered In the girl's ear.
"No, no," sho pleaded, and again. "No,
no," with a shiver that shook her throat.
She clung closer, "l.rt me shtay wld ye, let
mo shtay."
Conn held her to him and allowed IiIh pipe
to ko out. He was a poor man with many
clamoring mouths to feed, he was also a
man of strong uffectlons, a bitter strujgle
seo Ellen's eldest girl. Her attractiveness
was beyond his hopes; even In his eyes she
R3 pretty, nnd ho saw no moro than tin
shell of her, tho accidents of feature and of
health. Ho 'advanced a meager sum tow.ird
the purchase of the nccetsary outfit, to bo
repaid, be said; when sho was earning for
herself.
Maggie's parting from James Phdan win
a very simple matter after all. Her heart
was too big for speidi. and his, If not thai,
nt least ptompted him to suy no more than
might havo been overheard with safety by
any passer-by.
Mary Cregan, ns he knew, hail lone ears
before i "'' u lonscr tongue; It was well to be ills-
"ui rriiiiK rower, wno nan n h.iult
cf silent prowling, both saw and heard. Ho
Haiti nothing, but that night his lean face
looked leaner and his crafty eyes drew lienor
together under bent brows.
( nnn'B last words to Maggie were:
"Ho groil, dearie, and whin yo come back
we'll be proud nv ye."
The change to Magglo from Hallvclochcr
to Helfast was like moving from free air to
close room. Disappointment met her on
the threshold of the new life, for tho glorlom
shop which sho had Imagined, with a plate
glass front nnd sumptuous display of milli
nery, far finer than anything in Cnrmnip,
proved to be a dark little plnce in a sldo
street, with hurdlv more room than Mrs.
MacDonngh's. A god deal of business ap
peared to bo done, but It was mainly with
poor people, and Instead of handling silks
and velvets Maggie had to sell such common
stuffs ns bho had been familiar with from
childhood.
Magglo and u companion worked at one
counter. Frank Power and his new partner
at another facing It. The new partner was
an amiable young man, content, It seemed.
to work under his senior's direction, and
appearing to havo no ideas of his own.
Power ruled the nlacc. Ho sat nn late at
night over his booVs, long nfter tho houss-
hold had gone to bed. Once, when Maggie
camo down to fetch something sho had for
gotten, she found him In his little counting
houso poiing over rows of figures llko a
man whose life depended on the solution of
somo fantastic puzzle. At the sound of her
step ho rose, white nnd trembling; then ho
cursed her for a plague and drain on him;
nfterwnrd hp made a whining apology, .ac
companied with frigid endearment", which
the girl understood less thiin his rage.
Sho wrote to Jim, of ionise, out received
no answer. This did not I rouble her much.
becauso sho knew Mat ho was handler with
tho tonguo than with the pen. Rln h a d
from her parents at rnro Intervals, but In
their letters there was natura'iy no refer
Klordan muttcrcl
went on, "I want to take a
look at me own people, an' till I've money I
I'm tied here like a dog to a gate.
"Maggie, ycil havo Ivory penny ye were
promised for the last three month tom.rrcr.
On me soul. I thought ye'd had It "
Maggie did not grasp the full meaning of
this! she only thought there had been some
mistake. "Ah! thank ye. Mister Uloidan,"
she said, Hushing with pleasure.
"Ay, an' If I've my w.ty ye shall line
more all I'vo got, bedad, and yc cm Hvj
away from the owld man."
"Am I worth more?" sho asked.
"Yc'ro worth all a nun can give ye, Mag
gie. Sure, If ye'll have mo ycil never go
near the shop agin. I'm yours for the
takln,' child, and that's fiort's truth!"
Tho meaning of It rushed upon hor like
a black mist. Her heart sickened.
"Aeh, not that!" she cried. "There's a
boy at borne who's waltln' av me, an' it's
him I'm wearyln' to see!"
.lllordan trok tho blow like a man. After
a moment's sllenco ho lifted his head and
laid a hand on her shoulder.
"If that's so," he said. "I'm done, nnd
not another word it I say."
Magglo smilo 1 nt him through tears.
"Yo'ro a gooil man," she said, "nn Gol
bless ye."
That night lllordan returned with her to
tho shop, whero Power wns nt his usual work
with the books. Mugglo went to
bed and slept more happily than
sho had done since the world
had changed for her. Hut nil night In the
llltlo counting house Frank Power stood at
bay, until nt last, stripped bare of lying
nnd subterfuge, his partner saw him for
what he w.ih a swindler and a thief. Hut
Hlordan, In his unger, let slip a word of his
lovo for Maggie.
After brtnkf.ist. Just beforo the day's
business commenced, Hlordan called her
aside and slipped a packet Into her hand.
"That's tho money," ho buld; "ye may go
whin yo like."
"Today?"
"Whin yo like," ho repeated.
"And whin must 1 bo back, Mister Hlor
dan?" "Ah, well, we'll think av that." Ho un
tied a parcel; ll contained spun silk shawls,
nn unprofitable Investment for that neigh
borhood. "I'm thlnkln'," he said, blushing to his
hair, "that wan nv these'd shuto ye tine.
Just chooso wan, Maggie."
"Ah. yo'ro too good, Mister Hlordan.
What'd 1 do wld the like av that?"
"Wear it. sure. They're owld stock," he
added, dinidcntly. "an' anyway somethln' il
bo saved If yo take It. Wo'll not bo here
much longer."
"Aro yo goln' to lave the phop?"
"Ay, that's It. Wo'vo ended the partner
ship." "Thin miustn't I come back?"
"1 think It's go:d'.iy, Maggie, whin yo go.
Hut we'll sco later."
Ho laid tho shawl nBlde. "I'll parcel It
up for ye." he said.
Hiiforo Magglo could answer her uncle's
volco called to her from tho Ilttlo parlor
behind tho counting house. Power was lean
ing with his elbows on tho table, where the
brcakfapt things still remained.
"Sit down, Maggie," ho said. She obeyed
him. Ho lifted a cup as though to drink,
then put It down again and moistened his
lips with his tongue.
"I'm hard driven," he said, "an' lfa you
can help me."
"How can I help?"
"Hard driven." ho repeated. "An' me
enco to Jim, ns she had told them nothing ' gettin' nn owld man. I meant no barm, but
tho luck was dead agin me. l niver nan a
cbanst a poor man's always kep' down."
"I thought yo were rich, uncle."
"Rich! I'm not worth the price of me
funeral, and prison's starln' me In tho face."
"Hut ye've done nothln' wrong. They
can't put ye away for belli' poor."
"Hut they can for htcalln', child, nn' that's
what I was drove to, Clod help me! Ay, this
minlt 1 might be took!"
He shivered and drew a hand across his
moist face.
"You a thief!"
"That's the word, an' o may throw It at
mo," he wailed. "Maggie, there's only wan
can save me, an' that's you."
"I'vo only this." sho said, and put the
packet Hlordan had given her on tho table.
"That s no good, ho cried, "it s you, an
not money. It's mo partuor, John Hlordan
I'vo robbed, an" you can save me name. If
of that Incident of her life. So the weo's
passed until six months were over.
The expected payment did not begin from
that date; sho must wait. Power said, until
trado wns better six months or nine In 1
been his words. Sho should think h r?elf
lucky for having clothes nnd freo keep and
a friend like his pnilner to show her the
world. At the end of the nine months sho
nsked ngnln nnd was ngaln put off Hut
Magglo's idea of a contract was very simple.
and she had much too strong a spirit to give
In tamoly to a superior power. Sho pressed
Insisted; Power shuffled, wheedled nnd
raged by turnB. When she found that no
advnntago wns gained she determined to
appeal to Hlordnn.-
Ono evening she had been to his mother's
house to tea: afterwards ho took her for a
snll on tho kough. It was as they walked
back together thnt sho spoke.
Mister Hlordan," hho said, "miy I nsk
prc3s of nngcr. "Didn't 1 take yo from tho
dirt nn' feed yp like tup own child? Did
I do It all for nothln'? An' who's tho other
yo fancy? Tho boy 1 iaw ye wld wnn
night at nallyclogher t''rnr.s he'll be tho
wan us slut ye a lctthcr that I'd tho slnse
to stop?"
"Yu did that?" she cried, her face flam
ing. "Ye dared to do that? Aeh, yc cow
ard! An' e brought me here to Kne yo out
av Jail? (lod forgive yc for a black-hearted
man!"
"I'm bo3lde meself wld sorrow." he
whined. "That's a hard word ye spoke,
Maggie."
"Was It too hard? A dog'd be ashamed
to do tho like an' you a man!" Hor eyes
swept him with scorn. "Do ye think," sho
went on, "that Mister Hlordan would t.iko
me from me own boy? He's too good for
that! Arrah, we'll see!"
She disregarded Power's restraining ges
ture, and ran Into tho shop. Hlordan had
Just finished wrapping up the shawl.
"Mister Hlordan, como In here a mlnlt."
sho said. Ho followed her. When tho door
was clCEpd sho turned and faced him.
"If I said I'd marry ye," she cried, "would
yo marry mo, knowin' well that I loved
another man?"
"No." he said, "for ycr an honeft girl, an'
I wish ye no shame."
' God bless yo for the word! Mo uncle
there wants to save, himself, an' It was by
that ho thought lo do 1U Mister Hlordan,
will yo let Mm go?"
"Ho'a dono his worst for both av us,
Maggie. Let tho poor dlvvlo go, nn" wel
come. There, tako ycr money an" go, too,
child. Don't leave It there for tho owld
hawk."
Sho tcok tho packet from tho table nnd
said goodby. Hlordnn kissed her for tho first
and Inst time. For Frank Power she could
summon neither word nor gesture of faro
well. She went straight to the station, and
found that a train left for the south In
half an hour. To buy her ticket tho packet
had to bo opened. Sho found, In addition to
tho money which Power had withheld, a A:
note. At tho last moment she remembered
that she had left tho shawl behind.
When she reached Carmore twilight was
falling. Tho sight of tho familiar whlie
imiti om.i Urn lnnt nn-hlll stretch of tho
Hallyeloghcr road brought back to her in '
full Hood tho long-lost sense ot rreeuom.
As sho walked, her hurried breath almost
broko Into happy sobbing; she only pauso
sho mado was by tho wayside elm.
Sho had been too distressed in the morn
ing to think of sending nny notlco of her
coming, so that ns she neared tho cottago
no ono was peering out to get tho first sight
of hor. At tho door Bhe paused nnd listened.
A single child's volco reached her It was
Harney, saying his prnycrs. A moment later
she was overwhelmed with welcomes, tho
center of a chaos of laughter and tears.
When things had quieted down, and she was
sitting with Conn's arm around her neck
and a couplo ot children on her lap, she said
suddenly:
"Och let me feel the fluro ngln. Oct
down, dears, whllo I take me shoes nn'
stocklns' nff. I niver liked thlm. nn mire
It 'd bo no holiday at all wld thlm things!"
"Let mo take thlm nff," shrieked Barney.
"Do, boy." said Conn. Whllo Harney was
at work Conn said: "Wo'd great times
here yesterday, Maggie."
"What was It?"
"A weddln'. Mire."
"Who's married now, thin?"
"James Phelan."
"They're aff!" cried Harney.
"Ho married Mary Cregan. They'd bin
coortln" this six months."
"Maggie," said Harney, "show us tho
thrlck wid ycr toes."
"What's wrong, asthore?" asked Conn.
"Nothln'." she said, "but the fluro feels
cold. I'll soon bo used to it ngln."
(Tho End 1
Nq wine has a purer bonnet than Cook's
Imperial Extra Dry Champagne. It is the
puro Juice or the grapes fermented.
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TUB I.VrHIIItl'I'TKD SOXtS.
'
1 Erastus (singing) Father, dear father, come home from tho shop-
-Tho clock In the steeple strikes
M
resident
CKini
ey
will be renominated at
Philadelphia June
19 next.
The campaign for his re-election
promises to be one of the most hotly
waged political battles in the history of
our country.
Onl I I
IVrnllnrll j of Mnny I'imMiI Wlit-n
WiilUlnti AIoiik tin- Va -iiints.
"I wonder why it Is," said a quick d!.
rcrvcr to a reporter, "that nlno poopto
out of every ten In walking along tlie side
walk invariably try to avoid stepping upor,
tbn cracks or divisions In between tho
flagging? Now. for Instance, If the divisions
aro mado so that nn ordinary man's steps
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two of them. Hut Instead of making tho
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little longer or a little shorter than Ir really
mcst convenient, Just to enable him to avoid
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If nn the next square the size of the dliilni
In the pavnmont Is changed you will no
tice that almost Invariably tho pedestrian
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"Children used to play a game called 'poi
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ping upon a stone or somo other material
selected by tho leader to bo designated as
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to bn followed by direful consequences.
"Whether tho habit of 'looking whero you
step' thus acquired Is continued by thosn
who now try to avoid cnu ks l cannot sjy,
but If you notice vou will find that man
people who walk are addl ted to the habit
hero described."
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