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VOL. VIII.
CONTENTS.
Pugs: 1, z t 3.-The Old Hausa by ths Boyns; or, Recollection of on
will Borough, by Hrs. J. ludnsr (continued). Cucllls-A Rcmnn Drums,
plyd for tho nut‘ that by 11:! Young Lsdiu of the Auderny of the
labs of that Holy child It sums, Pm. Junulry 31, 1565 (continued).
IQH 4 I 5.-Intent Irish News. Olthollc Intelligence-Foreign and
Dogxutic. Barman by the Most Rev. Archbishop Mccloskey. Concert st
mum’: Ghurch. Fair in Washington, D. c.
nguio t 7.-roman And Home Mlscellnny.
2... 0 & 9.-Oirculnr from the Most Rev. Archbishop. The Nation’:
BICVEHII. WI: Ships‘ nights. The Clmmh Journal and the Evangelist.
mum Evlngellcah. um Kit st Ronmnism. O-.u' Dublin (Jorrss1mn-
duos. To “ Subscribers." The Mcrcsntill Llbrnry, Astor Place. Personal’
Edi W l ll.-1’oeh'y-The Shrine: of Mlry (concluded). Literature-
Thl Ehtnrical Linguine Ind Notes and Queries Concerning theAntiquiLies,
History and Biography of America ; Two Speeches on rho Unicnofths Prov:
lnnn. Address delivered by Rev. Dr. Nelignn at the Funeral of Alexander s.
Hanson, Vhowll Killed It thsfim in hlrmln Street, Brooklyn, April 4, 1365.
Oslshrution of St. Pltrick'I Day In Burlington, Iowa. Compliment to Col.
HE! Reynolds. Protestant Missions to the Irish. The Juanita on Trill.
raga II I 13.-Appulllng Calamity-Auusinstion of the President-
Attmphd Anusinstion of Secretary sewm. Ladies‘ mix for the Institu-
flan of Horny. ‘Irish Deaths. New York Markets, kc.
PI‘! H. 15 & lll.-Advertisement.
THE om HOUSE av nu: sovrlf;
RECOLLECTIONS OF AN IRISH BOROUGH.
BY MRS. J. SADLIER.
CHAPPER XIV. -
It was St. J ohn’s Eve, and the bonfires were blaz-
.' in the streets of the old borough, shedding a
ruelddish light on the dark walls, and sharp angles, and
irregular outlines of the quaint old-time fabrics, and
'ving to all that picturesque character which broad
ght and deep shadow alternating are sure to pro-
duce.- Every eminence the country over sent u its
cheerful glow to the blue mid-summer sky, an all
along the river side were seen at short intervals, the
merry groups of the oung dancing around the sym-
bol-dres, which their fathers lit of old in, honor of
their god Baal, and which they, of more favored
times, made commemorativ of the light of Chris-
tianity happily shed over the island in alter-times.
The evening was beautiful, apart from the Joyous
celebration, and Miss Acklsnd proposed to Rose and
Griscomo,.who had taken tea with them, that they
lhould go down and have a. walk by the river side.
The oung people were delighted with the proposal,
Ind t ey all three sallied forth, leaving Nancy sitting
on the door-step under the deep porch, watching with
much interest the fires that shot up here and there in
' succession, flashing out through the deepening
gloom of twilight. ,
After is pleasant walk along the river road, paus-
illt oooasiondly to watch the dancers who were foot-
‘ it merrily round some of the ‘tires to the sound
3‘ .1,“ 0,. vioun, our little (putty returned home,
witglthe addition of Harry uuck and Mr. Brodi-
gu who had joined them on the way. . To those
who understood the reason, it was amusing to see
how studiously the former leman avoided Itose
WHM they were out of oorsnacd Brodignn,
not understanding it, began to twit him with his wnut
ofswhgiirllwas a young man, Harry I” said he. “ it
' ' of black th 1; Id frl hten me!”
will ‘ do on mgzsgo aga;v,o&x'. Bgodigsn, that
O!!! black or blue frighten Mr. Cnsack ?" said Rose
' with 3 mischievous glance at the latter.
’ l ks l.ik 't” 'd honest Mr.
B u I“]iEeri:c1a‘:Ireerliaai)voHanye sxdbxkwsrd before
in rsgu-dlto the ladies. I’m afraid some of you have
trying his patience overmuch.”
a Not 3 big of 3;, My. Brodigan I” responded Rose
qllirklr “ you know my aunt never tries anYb0dY 9
Filings‘ so there would be nobody here to do 511011 E
nsqhtything only me and Mr. Cusack knows him-
-lf what pins 1 zookko keep him in good s ink’:
Indingoodhumorthelssttimewo sawhm1- 151“
NEW YORK, SATURDAY, APRIL 22, 1865.
NO. 47.
rim and somewhat woe-begone smile was opinion that I succeed so well. Thank you, very
A g
Hurry’s answer; he coughed slightly, and then, with much‘. Should I make up my mind to try my luck
a. sudden flush, glanced at Giacomo, as though sus- in the Fille du Regiment, I shall know where to ap-
pecting that he might have heard of Roscls experi- ply for a reference as to csiprnlxility-."'
ments in the way of keeping up his spirits; but Gia-
como Was talking to Miss
glided back into his old manner. But Rose was not
going to let him oif so easily.
Brodigan, that, of all things or people, who should
was good enough to take Aunt Lydia and myself out'
for 3. drive, but Tom Cullen, the cooper, whose
troubled spirit, you know, haunts the spot where he
was murdered? e were passing somewhere near-l
there at the time, and nothing would serve the cooper
but he must pop into my head just; when I least
wished to see him '3 IIl’asn‘z it :2. coincidence ?"
“A disagreeable one, I should say,” returned Mr.
Brodigan, sufficiently acquainted with his frieml‘s
nocturnal weakness regarding the inhabitants of the
other world to catch the point of the allusion. “ I’d
rather think of something else were I in your place
just then. Why didn’t you think of Harry Cusack,
eh ?--or the Signor, here, or some other fine young
fellow ?”
“ One of the red-coats,” put in Cusack, determined
to give Rose tit for tat, as he said to himself; “ most
of the young ladies hereabouts would be thinking of
some gallant son of Mars these times, who is alive
and hearty, instead of a dead cooper. Eh, Miss
Rose ?-don’t you think so '3”
“Decidedly I do, Mr. Cusackl I, for one, love
Acklnnd, and as Harry did Cusack made no answer, V
not chance to perceive the peculiar smile that curved Brodigans good-humorcd laugh as they shook hands
his lip at the moment, he felt relieved, and soon . with the ladies.
ore than ever bewildered by this sully, poor
though he IFIQII to echo
“Are We friends now, Mr. (‘usack ?" said Rose
. - . . running after him to the parlor-(loor. “ I am afraid
“ Wasn’t it quite a coincidence," said she, “ Mr. you are the least bit angry with me.”
..“ Oh! dear mcl not at all, Miss Ruse! why should
come into my head the other night, when Mr. Cusack I be :1ngry'?eI never was in better humor in my
life.”
“ I'm cxcecdincpy glad to hcnr it--good night,
then, and once again ‘ good nirrht.‘ Happy he vour
(l1'cam.<-am! 720: of Tom Cullmi,” she cullcrlnfter him
down (he stops.
“ You are crucl, are you not?" whispered Giacomo,
as he lingered xi moment utter saving “gem nig L"
“ Not at all-why do you ask I
“ You remind me of :1 cut pl.., g with the unfor-
tunate mousc it has caught. " I is rcatly to devour ll’
Rose's laugh rang out c and musical, as she
almost pushed the young m: down the steps-“ Get
you gone, Signor! you are losing all the politeness
)&O11 eycr !-I n c:'1t, iecki ‘H-ldto ‘devour IIan-y
usuc .jJ ercy on us. w at Zlnl ea. -
“A very natural idea !--don't you think so, Miss
Acklaud Z?”
“ Not exactly as you take it, Giilcomo I-kplaymg
with the mouse she may be, this naughty ‘man cl
ours, but for any further design on its mouse-‘ship, I
think I can acquit her of that piece of cruelty. ’
“Ohl pray don‘t excuse me, Aunt Lydia! pray
don’t-let h.i.m think as he likes of me, I shall take the
the red-costs deurl pond my heart begins to beat-
oh I ever so fast, w I hear the drum.”
“ I guessed as much I”
“Y011 did; 011 7-Well! I’m lnd to find you can
guess so Well-now you IHIOWEIIOW to keep up my
spirits, any time you may see them down low, and
feel charitably disposed to raise them. After all,"
she added, as if with kindling enthusiasm, “there is no
sight like a military show,-oh! do so love it !”
Then throwing herself into an attitude, she sang in
her gayest way-
“ No music for me like the row-dcw-dmv,
And no youth like the Captain with smart cockude."
“ Yes, that’s what comes of it !“ said Cusnck look-
ing very grave; “if young ladies will be’ allowed to
pick up with such snobs of fellows, and run after
their life and drum, they’ll never be Worth a pin to Sirlco-'
same liberty with ‘him, and think something very,
very bad of him ?”
“ Very, very bud-will you '.’-how cnmli-I 1--But
I must hurry after the others-I should like to have
the bcneiit of their company into town-as Miss
Rose will lmvc, us all afraid of ghosts l''’ he added
laughing, as he mu down the steps to overtake the
other gentlemen. A word reached his car as he left
the side of Rosc Acklund that half induced him to
turn back, but he would not do what he would have
found it hard to account for, so he went on his way
as before.
It was olcl Nancy that had spoken the word, hav-
ing been evidently waiting ibr the opportunity.
“ Miss Acklaml (IC2lI‘ .'” said she, “if I hadn't a fright
-there was an officer hero whilo you were
themselves or any one else, for they get their heads gone 1" That was all Giacomo lxcurd.
full of all sorts of wild, ridiculous notions, and cant
settle their minds to anythin I"
“An olliccrl" cried both the ladies. “ TVlmt ollicer ?"
“ Och I sure myself can't tell you that, but he was
4: very tfug’ Mr, Cusack l”gs:iiL1 Miss Ackland, sur- 3 fine, tall, portly gentleman, that ‘id put you in mind,
iscd herself at what seemed the strange lcvity of Miss
I‘
Itosels manner, although understanding, or faucying
she understood, her motive, but I must beg that you
will not judge Rose by her words; you do not sus-
ect her,” and she smiled. ,
owing her to pick up, with strsngers,whether 111 red
or black coats, do you?”
Lyddy. if you seen him. of-him, you know."
“ Major Melville, I‘m sure I" said Rose to her aunt,
as the latter sank trembling on the bench in the porch.
“ Major Melville I” repeated Nancy, “the gentle-
of “picking up or me of :.il- man you met by chance one evenin’ in the s ring, an’
I ’ that took such a start out of you? Ah then, I
wasn’t far wrong--Ilm sure he’s some near relation
u 01, 1 W91], 33 for that,’ Miss Acklandl I wouldn’t of the poor dear Captain, the dsrlin’ o’ the world he
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nape tl)1e:ntyl1te wisest the world can't alwa s
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“He is his brother,” said Miss Ackland, “ his only
Eizgelieir wits about them-they’re subject to. e brother-I may as well tell you, at once !-but what
mistakes as wall as others”-and he looked full at
brought him here ?-what did he want ?-what did
Giacomo. who sat a rather Puzzled 1istener.“"‘ hmw‘ 5951;; ‘-0 Y0“: Nancy 3"
in exactly what to make of the conversation.
evideixstly as little annoyed; but too polite to seem to
take a hint that she well knew was meant for her, she
ell! as for what brought him, Miss Lyddy, I
' b sh I d t d ’t tak on me to say -I su ose 'f you 11141
Ackhud smiled’ M e co are ’ Do’ an was lilelen in, hlddx have tould. you his busiIi1gss,bdt he didn‘t.
tell me, and for what would he ?"
“ But did he not speak to you ?” asked Rose; 011 3
sm‘t‘iI-think, Mr. Cusack, we had better change the motion from her aunt.
subject of conversation.” ' ‘ .
“ And I think it’s about time we were going, Miss
Lydia,” said Mr. Brodigan rising; “what with the
ghost and the red-coats, we have had quite a little
stir of it. Very pleasant, and very exciting-ha!
“ Did he spake to me, is it? Well! he did, an’, in-
deed, a fine, Well-Spoken gentleman he is, too l-I-he
asked me if the old place wasn't for sale. ill’ when I
said no, it wasn’t, he said there was some house about
here that he was tould um for sale, but he supposed
ha! I see Miss Rose is able to hold her own with he had mistaken the place.”
yon,IHnrry, my boy "W
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“ So, then, he had business, after all I." cried Rose;
should think she was,” replied Cusack dryly; “ Ithought you snid he had none.’
“ her tongue has quite a. military rattle of late.” I
“ lumk you, Mr. Cusack !" said Rose with a smile
and a very low curtsey, “I am prsctismg a. la. mm-
taire, you see, and legs encouragm. to have you
said; but, anyhow, We hud u slumachur, him an’ me.
“Did I?-.-Well whether or not, ths.t’s what he
an
on had ‘B'’ said Miss Acklaml, raising herself
from her lmlf-recumbent posture, “ and what about?"
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