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But ye have me distracted entirely, tormentin' me the way ye're doin' now. Musha! did anybody ever see such a scrawl as the man writes?" "Sure, I can see it plain enough from here," cried Juliana, and with a sudden deft movement she twitched the document out of her mother's hands. "I'll read it, m'mah, in half the time you do be thinkin' about it." "Very well, me dear, very well," agreed Mrs.
"Who in the name of wonder did he see, m'mah?" whispered Henrietta, while the others looked blank. "I b'lieve 'twas Elleney let him in," said Mrs. McNally. "The poor fellow, he's that well-mannered he thinks bad o' sittin' down without her. We're all here that can be here at present, Mr. Brian," she remarked aloud. "Little Elleney that ye seen awhile ago is mindin' the shop for me.
Sure, girl alive, if he was willin' itself, his father 'ud never agree to his havin' ye." "I s'pose not," said Elleney; "but ye don't know all he's afther sayin' to me, Nanny." "Och, divil doubt him!" exclaimed Nanny, with a vexed laugh. "Sure, that's the way they all does be goin' on. If ye had more sense, Elleney, me dear, ye'd know how to be up to them. Whisht! here's m'mah!" Poor Mrs.
"You can all be pulling caps for him afterwards." "'Me son, read Juliana, 'has business in Dublin this next week an' if you've no objections he could run out on an early train some mornin' an' pay his respects to yourself an' the girls an' he can be tellin' ye all about our place an' his prospects in life he's the only son I have an' its a good farm an' a comfortable house an' many a girl would think she was doin' well for herself so hopin' you'll think well of the idea I will say no more this time yours ancettery, TIMOTHY BRENNAN. P.S. My son Brian is six foot high an' has a beautiful head of hair he is very What in the name o' fortun' is that word, m'mah?"
But he must be kept in his place, me child, an' ye see " "A-ah, m'mah, in the name of goodnsss sit down and pour out the tea," interrupted Anna Maria impatiently. "I'm dyin' for me cup. An' sure ye haven't brought us anythin' at all to eat yet, Elleney. Off with you now, an' bring that same toast whoever made it. The poor child's frightened out of her wits.
"What in the world is Elleney cryin' for?" she exclaimed; "an' goodness gracious! look at Mr. Brennan, the show he is! Is it up the chimney ye were? For the matter of that Pat isn't much better. What's all this, m'mah?" "I'm sure I couldn't tell ye, me dear," returned her mother. "I can't get a word o' sense out of any of them. Brian Brennan here says that Pat is afther bein' the death of him."
"I am afraid she would not feel at home in any room but her old one, and I know you won't mind. You can have your choice. Some of the other rooms are really pleasanter. Will you look them over and let me know, so that I can have your things moved?" "Certainly, my dear m'mah!" said Kedzie. She walked blindly down the Avenue, snubbing her most precious acquaintances.
'The farm is doin' finely for me thanks be to God though I'm not able to stock it as well as I'd like these bad times. He's lookin' out for a bit o' money, ye see, m'mah?" "To be sure he is," responded her mother comfortably. "Trust Tim Brennan to be lookin' out for that. An' why wouldn't he, the poor ould fellow? Dear knows, it's hard set the most o' the farmers is to live at all.
"There's no denyin' he has elegant manners," commented his hostess, as the door closed behind him. "I never wish to see a nicer young man. Well, girls, what do ye think of him!" "The poor fellow was shy, m'mah," said Juliana. "He kept blushin' every time I looked at him." "A-ah, g' long!" exclaimed Bridget, with startling warmth. "Not a blush on him, then!
The impident fellow! If I was you, m'mah, I'd walk him out o' the kitchen this very minute. Ye had no call to let him in at all, Elleney. Not one of us 'ud ever dream o' such a thing, would we, Henny?" "Indeed we would not," returned Henny or Henrietta as she was indifferently called in the family. "Cockin' him up that way.
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