THEY THAT MO'URN.
BY SHAN F. BULLOCK.
Bunn Market was over, its hurry and
haggle. ln corners and quiet spots of
the big niarke t- yard you saw men and
women carefully counting their little
stores of silver, testing the coins with
their teeth, knotting them firmly in red
pocket handkerchiefs, finally stowing
them away in their long, wide pockets
as cautiously as though every Sixpence
was a diamond. In the streets peOple
were leisurely moving towards the
shops, where tills were rattling and
counters teeming, and trade, for a few
hours, flourishing, alter its whole six
days of blissful stagnation.
A cart laden wit-11 butter, chiefly in
firkins, issued from the market-yard
gate, a. man between the shafts, one at
either wheel, two pulling behind, all
noisily cndeavoring to keep the cart-
from running amuck down hill into the
' river. Close behind, like chief mourners
after a hearse, one might fancy, came
Tim Korin and Nan, his wife—a bat—
tered, slow~footed couple, heavily bur-
dened with the big load of their years,
white haired, both of them, and lean
as grayhounds. Heavily they shuflied
along in their clumsy boots; the man
with one mm across his back, the other
swinging limply; the woman holding
up her skii t with one hand and gripping
with the other the handle of a big,
empty basket; both looking over the
tail-board of the cart at the few pounds
of butter for which they had slaved
hard for necks, and for which, after
hours of haggling, they had just re-
ceived a few most precmus shillings.
Fixedly they watched it. and mourn-
fully they were bidding it a last fare-
well.
They passed through the gate, strag-
gled across the footpath, and silent-1y
watched the cart zigzag down the street.
run presently along the curb, and, amid
great shouting, discharge its contents
into the packing house.
“Faith," said Tim across his shoulder,
“ ’twas clivcrly done. I wonder, some
day. they don't break their necks.” He
wagged his head dubiously; Nan tucked
up her skirt; the two turned their faces
up hill and set out to share their profits
vith the shops. T he butter was gone,
and sorrow go with iii—’twas a heart--
break.
:R‘Tllll Kerin's share of the profits was
a shining Sixpence, reluctantly Len-
dered to him by Nan, his wife, who now
walked a couple of steps behind him.
with 18 pence shut tight in her hand
and the remainder of the butter money
{only a shilling or two) tied fast in a
cotton bag and safely stowed away in
the neck of her linsey-woolsey dress.
’i‘hreepcncc of Tim's Sixpence was to
buy tobacco, a penny might go in the
purchase of a weed-.13 new spaper, apcn-
ny would buy 'a pair of “whangs”
(leather laces) for his boots; the penny
remaining, when all [hose luxuries had
been honestly paid for, would buy a
whole tun-.blerful ol' frolhing porter.
A whole tumblerful! At sight of it,
with his mind’s eye, Tim’s lips dried
and his feet went quicker over the cob-
blestones.
Nan’s lips were tight, her brow wrin—
kled. She was figuring. It would take.
her to be powerfully ’cute to fill her
basket with the things she wanted;
tea, sugar, bacon, a herring for the
Sunday’s dinner, a bit 0’ white bread,
and—and supposing there was a penny
or two over (with knowing bargaining
there might be), was it likely now that
Mr. Murphy, the draper, would let her
have a cheap yard of narrow, soiled
lace to go around the border of her
right caps. Twopence might do, three-
‘yence would be sure to— Aw, glory
be. to goodness! did anybody ever hear
of such romancin’, such extravagance:
save it was running wild her wits were!
’l'hreepence for lace indeed!
A‘ friend stepped from behind a. cart
and caught. Nan by the arm. What,
was it. pass a. neighbor like that, Mrs.
lierin would do? l-‘ass her ouldest
ll lend, Mrs. Brady, as if she was a.n.ile-
stone, and never pass the time of day,
or tell how she sold her butter, or how
the world was using herself!
"Och, och. Mrs. Kerin,” moaned Mrs" ‘
Brady, “what have I done to ye, at all,
at all?”
Nan stopped and put out her hand,
then volubly began explaining; sure,
sorrow the sight of Mrs. Brady she
had seen; sure, she never passed a
neighbor without. spaking; sure, ’twas
“alkin’ along romancin’ she was, fig-
urin’ in her head, seeing how far she
could make the few shillings go. “An’
how are you, ma’am‘f’ asked Nan,when
full pardon for her oversight had been
generously given and gratefully re—
ceived. “How are you, an’ all your
care?” .
Meanwhile, Tim, his Sixpence hot- in
his palm, had taken a turn through the
throng of the streets, had .questioned
his neighbors about sales and prices
(just as though he were a man of stom-I
och and capital), had spelt out the
time on the big marketehouise clock as
he stood by the town pump listening
to the hoarse drone of a ballad—singer;
and now, on the sidewalk of Main
street, stood dreamily looking through
a. shop window at a pile Of newspapers
which stood precariously among an
array of tobacco pipes and sweet bot-
tles. If he bought a paper, Tim was
thinking, he would have awhole week’s
divension 0’ nights; if he didn’t buy
it. he wOuld save the price of another
tumblerful o’— A heavy hand fell on
his shoulder.
“Hello, Tim!” said his neighbor, Shan
Grogan; “liavin’ a wee squint at the
sugar-sticks, is it. ye are ?”
“Aw ay," answered Tim, turning:
“aw ay! I was just lookin’ at the pa-
pers there, an’ wonderin’ what an ojus
lot 0’ news they give us nowadays for
a penny. Enough to keep one goin’ for
1 week.”
“Yis,” said Shari, “it’s a wonderful
world. But aisy, Tim; ha’ ye been to
the post lately?" '
“Naw,” said Tim.
7 “Well, look in there if you’re passin’,
ne son. The lassie that sells the stamps
WEEKLY-NOR’VTALK -‘ GAZETTE...
asked me to tell ye. Gwan quick;
mebbe she’ll give ye news for noth-
in'.”
“Me name is lier'm, miss,” he said
to the clerk, very humbly as to one of
the representatives of might-y govern-
ment itself; “Tim, for Chmstian; an’
they tell me ye’d mebbe be havin' some4
thin’ for me?”
The girl handed him a letter bearing
he Ch::3ago postmark, stamped in one
of its bottom? corners, and carrying its
address thence right up to the top of
the envelope. Tim bore it tenderly to
the ‘door and carefully inspected it,
then took it back to the counter.
“Whose eountersign might that be,
miss, if ye. please?” he asked, and
placed his thumb over the postmark.
Ilumbly he asked; curtly he was an-
swared.
“Chicago?” said Tim. “Ay,ay! I’m
obliged to ye, miss—I’m obliged to ye.
May the Lord be good to ye an’ send
ye a duke for a husband! Good day to
ye, miss,” said he, then stepped out
into the street with his hand deep in
his pocket and the letter in his hand,
and went off in search of Nan.
“Its from Padeeu,” he kept thinking
to himself, and he walked joyfully
along, his feet clattcrin'g loosely on the
pavement, his Old face turning here
and there, watching for his wife; "it’s
from Padeen, sure as everwas!" Aw!
but he was glad. Aw! but Nan would
be glad. So long it was, ages and ages
ago, since they heard from him.
’Twasn’t Padeen’s hand-write—naw‘!
but sure it might have altered; every-
thing altered in the big country. Ay!
’twas only poor ould Ireland that kept
the same—never any worse, never any
better. But where was Nan? Sure,
she ought to be in the shops. He was
dying to find her. Up and down he
went; at last he found her, still bobbing
heads at the top of Bridge street with
her friend Mrs. Brady.
“Aw, it’s here yeane, Nan ?” he said,
coming up. “An’ me huntin’ the town
for ye. It’s yourself is well, Mrs.
Brady, I’m hopin’? That’s right, that’s
right.”
llis voice came strangely broken and
shrill; his eyes danced like a child’s:
stiil his hand gripped the letter in hi:
pocket.
“What’s the matter, Tim?” whis-
pered Nan. “Ha’ ye heard news?”
“Ay, ay,” he said. “Come away till
I tell ye; come away.”
lle turned, and, with Nan at his heels,
set off almost at a run down-hill to-
wards the river. Aw, but his heart was
thampin’! “Aisy, Tim,” cried Nan be-
hind him; “aisy, man, or me breath—
:ue breath—”
Without- answering or slackening his
pace, Tim went-on, turning through the
butter-niarket gate, crossed the empty
yard, came to the furthermost corner
of one of the long, low sheds, and there
halted, with his face to the wall. Aw!
but his heart was thumpin’. Presently,
Nan came to him, panting and flur-
I'lGd. \'
“What- is it, Tim?” she asked; “what
is it?” .
Slowly Tim brought out his letter,
and, holding it by both hands, let his
wife. look at it.
“It’s—it‘s from Padeen!” cried she;
“it‘s from Padeen!” ' ‘
“Yrs,” said Tim. “It’s not his hand
write, but it must be from him.”
“Ah, Tim, open it quick," she pant-ed,
“open it quick!”
“Mebbe,” said Tim, “we'd better wait
tillv. e get home. The ligh t’s bad. an’—”
“No, no, Tim; no, no; it‘d kill me to
wait.”
“Ay 1‘" said Tim, then slowly drew his
knife from his pocket and tenderly cut
open the top of the envelope. His tin-
gers trembled greatly as he fumbled
with the inclosure. Nan‘s hand went
quick to her heart
“Aw, quick, Tim!” she cried. “Quick.
quick!”
“Don’t-don‘t flooster me, woman,"
said Tim. “I can't— ean‘t-——” The next
moment his shaking old fingers held a
sheet of notepaper, and a black-edged
card on which glared out a long silvern
cross, and beneath it, in large letters,
the words Patrick Kerin.
Nan fell back a step; her fingers
clutched at her dress over her heart.
Tim’s kniie clattered upon the stones,
and the envelope fluttered down. For
awhile they stood there silent, dread-
stricken. At last Nan spoke.
“It-31d, '1‘ 1m,” she said. "Read!”
“I——I can’t.’
“Ye must, Tim; it’s better. Let us
know the worst, for God’s sake!”
“I—I-——” Tim began; then quickly
opened the sheet. “It's—it’s too dark
here," he mumbled. “I—-—-I want me
specs.”
“Read what ye can, Tim, an’ quick,
for God’s sake!”
So Tim, still with his face to the wall.
raised the letter to catch the light, and
began tO'rcad:
“Chicago City, U. S. A.
“DEAR—DEAR MISTER KERIN: It is my—
my sad duty to in-form you that your son
Patrick died [‘Aw, Padeen, Padeen!’] of
ty—typhus here on the 2d of this month at
12 o’clock a. m. [‘G-od’s mercy!’ cried
Nan]. As his oldest friend, I was with him
at the end. He died in peace. He was
buried, at his request, in —— Cemetery.
I—I send you something to—to keep ...... ”
“Aw, I can read no more,” said Tim,
with a groan; "it's too dark. Ican read
no more. Me poor ould l’adeen!”
Nan turned. and looked vacantly
across at the busy street, dry-eyed and
gray—faced. Ah! her poor Padeen, dead
and buried away among the strangers,
dead and buried, and never, never would
she see him again, never hear his voice,
never grip his hand! Dead, dead! her
big, handsome, noble son. _
She turned to Tim and caught him by
the sleeve.
“Come away, Tim,” she said. “Come
away wi’ me." ,
“Aw! Nan, Nan,” he said, as the big
tears sprang to his eyes. “Nan, me
girl, but it’s hard! ”
Nan plucked at his (sleeve.
“Come away home, Tim,” she said.
“come away.” And at the word Tim
raised his head, drier] his eyes, and set
off slowly after Nan up the long, dusty
road that wearily led towards home.—
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