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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, June 02, 1914, NOON EDITION, Image 19

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Saturday night in years," pleaded
Phineas. "And what about that Sun
day picnic with them and the Hooli
gans?" "There won't be any picnic," assev
erated Mary irritably. ,
Nevertheless Phineas did manage
to meet his old friends by various
subterfuges, and he carefully explain
ed the situation to them.
"The best woman in the world,
Mike," he told Flaherty. "But you
know how itSs with women, Mike.
The money's sort of turned her
"That's all right, Phin," responded
Mike Flaherty. "This one's on me."
To the neighbors, indeed, it seem
ed a natural think that Mrs. Kelly
should want to rise in the world ; -and
if there was a little envious gossiping
the sight of the good woman, as she
went down the street resplendent in
her new gowns (purchased with the
last of their saved money) turned
envy to admiration.
Meanwhile Hogan and Kelly had
arranged their partnership. There
was a fine opening in the town, and
Hqgan was to put in a couple of thou
sand, supplementing his smaller con
tribution with his political "pulL" The
new apartment was leased and the
Kellys were preparing to leave.
Mrs. Kelly only required a week to
pack, being a methodical woman. But
as the week progressed that look
came into her eye more and more
frequently, till Phineas, having no
refuge now, to which to fly, was driv
en to bay.
"What is it, Mary?" he asked one
evening, when his wife had been more
than usually morose.
He half expected the tartest of re
joinders; but, to his astonishment, his
wife burst into tears and laid her
head upon his shoulder. And Phineas
found himself caressing her as he
had not done since Tim was a baby.
"Phineas," she wept, "I feel so
mean and hateful, the way I've treat-
,ed the Flahertys and Hooligans, after
the friends we've been. It's for the
1 boy's sake. Phineas, dear, isn't it?"
avre. tnat s all ngnt, answered
her husband. "They understand.'1; "
"Do you thihk they think I-think
they aren't good enough for us?" in
quired his wife, raising her face,, wet
with tears.
"I guess they think they'd do as
much if they were in your place!
Mary," he answered.
"For half a pin," said Mary, "I'd
stay right on her for old times' sak
and invite the Hooligans and Fla?
hertys to the picnic after all. But "
she sighed "It's for Tim's sake, isn't
"Sure," answered her'husband,
bravely, though he,, too, "was thinking
of his old friends and those merry
evenings at Rafferty's.
But three days remained when the
post brought a letter from the law
yers in Ireland. Phineas brought it
dutifully to his wife. She opened it
and gave a scream.
"Phineas! We haven't got any
money at all!" she gasped. .
Phfneas Kelly, with a mixed"! eeling
of joy and sadness, took up the mis
sive and spelled it out:
"We beg to inform you," he read,
"that an error was made, in stating
that the estate of your late uncle, Mr.
James Smylle, was likely to be proved
at five thousand dollars. The total
amount of the estate is seventeen
thousand, all of which goes to you
under the will, and "
"Seventeen thousand!" cried Mary
Kelly, springing from her chair and
grasping the letter from her hus
band's hand. "Phineas"! It's true!
Listen! 'And a Check for this amount
will be forwarded in a few days to
Suddenly the excited woman be
gan to execute a pas seul before her
husband's eyes.
"Mary!" he exclaimed, "you'll be
too tired to pack if you "
"But we're not moving, Phineas!
We're going to say right on here.'
"But we've goU seventeen thoif
sand, woman!" he cried.

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