Waverley Library (Quarto Edition) (no. 92) (1881 08 16)

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The Sars J Young coed ol! of First-Class Copyright Novels Published! Price, but 5 cents each. ii Cts U et $2.50 a year. Entered at the Post Office at New OER N. Y.,; at Second Class Mail Rates. SEE F in 1881 mi peta E AND pier August 16, 1881, a 0,92. be IV. Piatiduey Weeki BY Beis AND ADAMS, 98 WILLIAM ST., N. Y. Price, 5 CENTS “The lads will not be here to-night, I’m thinking, Daniel,” remarked Mrs, Z; sen alld , Or, p awnil ft p ay. McMahon, as she listened to the storm raging outside. “ And what would hinder them?” returned her husband; “you don’t sup a blast of wind and a few drops, of rain would keep them away. Faith, that ; wasn’t the way in my young days.” } ad BY DE ENNIS OSU. O'S ULL LIVAN. “Indeed, no;” retorted the wife, with a roguish smile. “‘ You wouldn’t stay Py ee awa, if it was pouring.. You came too often to be wholesome, Daniel.” y A Was it, indendt rece ned the matron. ‘ Faith, ’twas many a better man a. old ape ye the scene of many a joyous merry-making in days gone by. i would be willing to make that same journey on his ‘bare ard a amaatlee t was in this place nd curse uc. that Eileen McMahon UL ACsSEPPEARG | jsabbitiiasasshenne hanna nnta { ag al iH) UL ‘il nN 7 ==" f} = : prtee: pet oe, didn Kathleen, lived at the S Mh My i i] on = FS the husband, petore opening of our story. Vy Y Ni (i) il a i || W he got half the way.” hal beet kone bean Attain Bees iful, _ loving bt- a ul e cried the ‘matron, as hearted gin” for they - ey oe ii she pretended to get were blessed with good Ht angry; ‘‘and one that parents and kindly WN Sad : Hi you never had any neighbors. I ) a AS HAN mm . Cause tO regret. They had.no brothers Nn hi, 7 i — er eith, t might ‘have “ ye tae icin WAT by Lae , i \ 4. gone farther and fared insult or wrong, or to ——— HN NY BE | i ena aoe tease and annoy them; : Na: jp Pee gs ge but they had lovers i + listen my th Past, e Kathleen. God hel ) the — poor wadteree that’s abroad this night, and no refuge near. “T’'d sooner be listen- ing to the song that Hileen is singing,” turned the mother af she bent her ear te catch the sound: of the voice that arose in the inner pe ye id Naf you! e always that air when-the otha is abroad. God forbid. that it should eyer be her own misfortune,’? Thus anpen ealed to, the man smoked his pipe in silence, while out on their ¢ars burst the clear, melodious and thetic -voice of their aughter, Hileen, as she sang the following: MAGGIE MACHRER, My Maggie was winsome, ar ie was fair, And her voice rang @ ph aagee as there was ore man in the height rhood that did not cast his eye on one or the other of the win- some girls. Itis night in the old homestead; the light is burning on the mantel- piece; the fire is blazin away in the grate, an the old folks are seated near the hearth talking of old times, of their children, and of their prospects in life. There was an air of peace and_ comfort about everything in the room; and even. the dog that lay stretched before the fire seemed to enjoy the scene: Yes, joy and happi- - ness seemed to reign in the house of the Mc- Mahons; and yet it was only in the seeming, for a dark cloud was about to break on that bright home—a cloud that was ue : clear as the lark’s in destined. to spread the air; much sy 8 and mis- Till a stranger came ery over cag ® Ny our valley The old “olks sat be- Then the light fe my dar- 's eye faded aw. Oh a lanna machres, a lanna machree, My old heart is aching and breaking for thee. Oh, Maggie, my darli tis happy Td be bes Sleeping Death’s sleep in the cold earth with thee; But I swore on your gpen grave—revenge- ‘ully swore To hunt the dark stran- ger the wide world o’er. Oh, a lanna machree, a lanna machree Tis ha Py. I'd be in the cold grave with thee. bat . e, a lanna, ‘tis ai ne’er know, fore the .blazing. fire, and they heard the rumbling of the storm that was breaking on the hills above. They knew that it ‘would soon sweep down into the PANES 5 et, old as they were, they did not fear its approach for their old homestea had withstood many a rude blast, and they were at peace with God and man. And then the old folks heard the voices of their merry daughters in the kitchen beyond, as they hummed some old melo- dies, or indulged in ence poy ey plea- : H mill Sve pein the i oa ntries a e expense a = stranger who caused us of thel’ neighbors. Geb BLESS 00" MY DARLING, I KNOW YOU ARE TRUE.” sash oe, SS SSSA QA <