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THE IRISH ORPHAN IN AMERICA. 47<br />
" Why, what <strong>in</strong> the w<strong>or</strong>ld has happened to yon, mother ?<br />
f<strong>or</strong> its long s<strong>in</strong>ce I seen yon look<strong>in</strong>' so joyful*'.<br />
" An' well I may, <strong>Willy</strong> dear ; f<strong>or</strong> sure when I went<br />
to give that money (an' it was the lucky money all out)<br />
to the priest, he began to question me, an' when he found<br />
out who I was, he was mighty glad entirely, f<strong>or</strong> it seems<br />
that po<strong>or</strong> Father Maloney, God's bless<strong>in</strong>' be about him<br />
is an ould friend of his, an' wrote to him about us as<br />
soon as he hard of your po<strong>or</strong> father's death ; so his reve-<br />
rence was ever s<strong>in</strong>ce wishm* to f<strong>in</strong>d us out, but could n't<br />
hear anyth<strong>in</strong>g of us till the L<strong>or</strong>d put it <strong>in</strong> my head to go<br />
with the money".<br />
On hear<strong>in</strong>g Father Maloney's name mentioned, the two<br />
little girls cried out with great joy, " Och, then, mother<br />
dear, did his reverence write about us ?" while <strong>Willy</strong> pulled<br />
out his little cotton handkerchief, and wiped the tears from<br />
his eyes, tears of joy they were, and such as the po<strong>or</strong> boy<br />
had never shed bef<strong>or</strong>e.<br />
u An' you tell me he didn't f<strong>or</strong>get us, mother, an' that<br />
he wrote to put <strong>in</strong> the good w<strong>or</strong>d f<strong>or</strong> us. Well, that 's<br />
the best news I hard this many a day, an' I 'd rather hear<br />
it than if somebody gave us a thousand pounds ! but sure<br />
he said he 'd keep us all <strong>in</strong> m<strong>in</strong>d ; an' mother is that all ?"<br />
" No, dear, it 's not all", replied his mother, " f<strong>or</strong> the<br />
priest said he 'd come and see us, an' sure that same will<br />
be a great comf<strong>or</strong>t to us ; f<strong>or</strong> it does a body good, let their<br />
throuble be what it may, to see the priest cross<strong>in</strong>' their<br />
do<strong>or</strong> ; one is never so lonesome when they see him, f<strong>or</strong><br />
they know then that they 're not without a friend. But I '11<br />
tell you, <strong>Willy</strong> dear, what I want you to do : I 'm gett<strong>in</strong>'<br />
very unaisy about Pether, an' if ye 'd jist run down to<br />
Mrs. Watk<strong>in</strong>s, <strong>in</strong> the even<strong>in</strong>', when yon th<strong>in</strong>k he 's home