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character and station of their parents it isn't to you she'd spake about any
be what it might, the fair dark daughter one, Michael ahagur?"
of O'Brien was not insensible to him, “No, nor it wasn't to me-sure I
nor to the anxieties he felt.

didn't say it was—but don't you know Thecircumstance which produced the my sisther's at sarvice in the Bodagh's first conversation they ever had, arose family? Divil the word o' falsity I'm from an incident of a very striking and tellin' you—S«), if you haven't the heart singular character. About a week be

to spake for yourself, I wouldn't give fore the evening in question, one of knots o' straws for you ; and now, Bodagh Buie's bee-skeps hived, and the there's no harın done I hope-moreyoung colony, though closely watched over, an' by the same token you and pursued, directed their course to needn't go to the throuble o' puttin' up Fardorougha's house, and settled in the an advertisement to let the parish know mouth of the chimney. Connor, have what I've tould yon.” ing got a clean sheet secured them, and

“ Hut, tut, Mike, it's all folly. Una was about to commit then to the care

Dhun O'Brien to think of me! nonof the Bodagh's servants, when it was

sense, man ; that cock would never suggested that the duty of bringing

fight." old them home devolved on bimself, inas

• Very well ; divil a morsel of us is 3:much as he was told they would not forcin' you to b'lieve it. I suppose the - remain

, uuless placed in a new skep by mother o' you has your wooden spoon to Iz the hands of the person on whose pro- the fore still. I'd kiss the Bravery you

perty they had settled. While on bis didn't come into the world wid a silver way to the Bodagh's he was accosted ladle in your mouth, anyhow. In the in the following words by one of mane time, we're at the Bodagh'sO'Brien's servants :

an' bave an eye about you afther what Connor, there's good luck before

you've heard- Nabocklish !you, or the bees would'nt pick you out

This, indeed, was important intelliamong all the rest o'the neighbours— gence to Connor, and it is probable

that had he not heard it, another opyou ought to hould up your head, nian, portunity of disclosing his passion might who knows what manin's in it?"

have been lost. "Why do you b'lieve that bees setlin' wid one is a sign o' good luck ?”

Independently of this, however, he

was not proof against the popular su"Surely I do ; doesn't every one perstition of the bees, particularly as it know it to be thrue ? Connor, you're appeared to be an augury to which his agood-lookin' fellow,an’I need scarcely enamoured heart could cling with all tell you that we have a purty girl at the hope of young and passionate enhome ; can you lay that an that to- thusiasm. gether? Arrah, be my soul, the rich Nor was it long till be had an opest honey ever the same bees 'ill make, portunity of perceiving that she whose is nothin' but Alloways, compared wid image had floated in light before his that purty mouth of her own! A fancy, gave decided manifestations of honer-comb is a fool to it.”

being struck by the same significant "Why, did you ever thry, Mike ?"

On entering the garden, "Is it me? Och, och, if I was only the first person his eye rested on was high enough in this world, maybe 1 Una herself, who, as some of the other wouldn't be spakin' sweet to her; no, hives were expected to swarm, had no, be my word! thry indeed for the teen engaged watching them during likes o' me! Faith, but I know a sar- the day. His appearance at any time tin young man that she does be often would have created a tumult in her bospakin ' about."

som, but, in addition to this, when she Connor's heart was in a state of in- heard that the bees which had rested stant commotion.

on Connor's house, had swarmed from
" Au’ who-who is he-who is that her own hive, to use the words of
sartin young man, Mike ?"

Burns—
* Faith, the son o'one that can run a
shillin' farther than e'er another man in

Syne pale as ony lily;"
Do you happen to be
acquaint wid one Connor O'Donovan, and with a shy but expressive glance
of Lisnamona ?"

at Connor, said, in a low hurried Connor O'Donovan--that's good, voice: “these belong to me.", Mike-in the mane time don't be goin' Until the moment we are describing, it on us. No, no ;-an' even if she did, Connor and she, notwithstanding that

occurrence.

" She looked-she reddened like the rose,

the county.

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they frequently met in public places, a tone shaken out of its fulness by what had never yet spoken ; nor could the he felt. words now uttered by Una be con " In the finger," she replied, and she sidered as addressed to him, although looked closely into the spot as she utfrom the glance that accompanied them tered the words. it was sufficiently evident that they “ Will you let me see it ? asked were designed for bim alone. It was Connor. in vain that he attempted to accost her, She held her hand towards him withhis confusion, his pleasure, his timidity, out knowing what she did, nor was it seemed to unite in rendering him inca- till after a strong effort that Connor pable of speaking at all. His lips mastered himself so far as to ask her in moved several times, but the words, as which finger she felt the pain. In they arose, died away unspoken. fact, both saw at once that their

At this moment, Mike, with wag- minds were engaged upon far different gish good humour, and in a most laud- thoughts, and that their anxiety to pour able fit of industry, reminded the other out the full confession of their love servants who had been assisting to se

was equally deep and mutual. cure the bees, that as they (the bees)

As Connor put the foregoing ques. were now safe, no farther necessity ex

tion to her, he took her hand in his. isted for their presence.

" In what finger !” she replied, "I “ Come, boys-death-alive, the day's the-but what—what is this ?–1 am

don't-indeed-1-I believe in the passin'—-only think, Miss Una, that we have all the hay in the Long-shot-inea

very-very weak.” dow to get into cocks yet, an' here

“Let me support you to the sumwe're idlin' an' gostherin' away our

mer-house, where you can sit," retime like I dunna what. They're

turned Connor, still clasping her soft schamin', Miss Una—divil a thing else, slender waist with the other, he helped

delicate hand in his ; then circling her an’ what'll the masther say if the same meadow's not finished tonight ?”

her to a seat under the thick shade of

the osiers. “ Indeed, Mike,” replied Una ; " if

Una's countenance immediately bethe meadow is to be finished this night, came pale as death, and her whole there's little time to be lost."

frame trembled excessively. Come boys,” exclained Mike, “you “ You are too weak even to sit withhear what Miss Una says—if it's to be out support,” said Connor, “ your head finished to-night there's little time to is droopin'. For God's sake lean it be lost-turn out-march. Miss Una over on me. Oh, I'd give ten thousand can watch the bees widout our help. lives to have it on my breast only for Good evenin', Misther Donovan; be my onc moment." word but you're entitled to a taste o' Her paleness still continued; she honey any way, for bringin' back Miss gazed on him, and as he gently Una's bees to her."

squeezed her hand, a slight presMike, after having uttered this sig- sure was given in return. He then nificant opinion relative to his sense of drew her head over upon his shoulder, justice, drove his fellow-servants out of where it rather fell than leaned ; a gush the garden, and left the lovers together. of tears came from her eyes, and the There was now a dead silence, during next inoment, with sobbing bearts, they the greater part of which, neither dared were encircled in each other's arms. to look at the other-at length each From this first intoxicating draught hazarded a glance, their eyes met, and of youthful love, they were startled by their embarrassment deepened in a ten- the voice of Mrs. O'Brien calling upon fold degree. Una, on withdrawing her her daughter, and, at the same time, to gaze, looked with an air of perplexity their utter dismay, they observed the from oue object to another, and at portly dame sailing, in her usual state, length with downcast lids, and glowing down towards the arbour, with an imcheeks, her eves became fixed on her mense bunch of keys dangling from her own white and delicate finger

side. “ Who would think," said she, in a "Oonagh, Miss— Miss Oonaghvoice tremulous with agitation, “ that where are you Miss, Ma Colleen ?the sting of a bee could be so pain- Here's a litther,” she proceeded, when ful?"

Una appeared, “from Mrs. Fogarty, Connor advanced towards her with your school-misthress, to yer fadhera beating heart, “ Where have you statin' that she wants you to finish your been stung, Miss O'Brien ?” said he, in Jiggraphy at the dancin', wid a new

dancin'-tacher from Dubling. Why alders, in the little green field behind Eah! what ails you, Miss, Ma Colleen? the garden." What the dickens wor you cryin' “Shew me the wounded finger," said for ?

he with a smile, “ before I go." * These nasty bees that stung me,"

“ There,” said sbe, extending her returned the girl ; "oh, for goodness hand ; " but for heaven's suke go.” sake, mother dear, don't come any far.

“I'll tell you how to cure it,” said ther, except you wish to have a whole he, tenderly"; " honey is the medicine ; bive upon you!"

put that sweet finger to your own * Why, sure, they would'nt sting sweeter lip—and, afterwards, I'll carry any one that wont meddle wid them," home the wound.” replied the mother in a kind of alarm.

“ But not the medicine, now," said • The sorra pin they care, mother she, and, snatching her hand from his, don't come near them ; I'll be in, by an with light fearful steps, she fled up the

garden and disappeared. by-where's my father ? “He's in the house, an’ wants you to

Such, gentle reader, were the circumanswer Mrs. Fogarty, statin'fedher stances which brought our young and you'll take a month's' larnin' on the artless lovers together, in the black flure or not.”

twilight of the singularly awful and “Well, I'll see her letter in a mi. ominous evening which we have alnute or two, but you may tell my father

ready described. he needn't wait - I wont answer it to

Connor, on reaching the appointed night at all events."

spot, sat down; but his impatience soon * You must answer it on the nail,” and fro, under the alders, he asked him

overcame him; and while hurrying to replied her mother, “becase the mes

self in what was this wild but rapturous sager's waitin' in the kitching 'ithin."

attachment to terminate ? That the * That alters the case altogether,” proud Bodagh, and his prouder wife, returned Una, “and I'll follow you im- would never suffer their beautiful mediately."

daughter, the heiress of all their wealth, The good woman then withdrew, to marry the son of Fardorougha the having once more enjoined the daughter miser, was an axiom, the truth of which to avoid delay, and not detain the mes. pressed upon his heart with a deadly senger. * You must go instantly,” said she to father, or rather could he, change his

weight. On the other hand, would his Connor ; “ob, what would happen nie

nature so far as to establish him in life, if they knew that I lov. that I a short pause ensued, and she blushed out the consent of her parents. Alas!

provided Una and he were united withdeeply.

he knew his father's parsimony too "Say what you were goin' to say,” well; and, on either hand he was met returned Connor ; " oh say that one by difficulties that appeared to him to word, and all the misfortunes that ever

be insurmountable. But again, came happened to man, can't make me un- the delightfuland ecstatic consciousness, happy! Oh God! an’ is it possible. Say that let their parents act as they might, that word-oh! say it—say it!" Una's heart and his were bound to each

Well then," she continued," if they other by ties, which, only to think of, knew that I love the son of Fardo- was rapture. In the midst of these retougha Donovan, what would become flections, he heard her light foot apof me? Now, go for fear my father proach, but with a step more slow and may come out.”

melancholy than he could have ex« But when will I see you, again ?" pected from the ardour of their love.

“Go," said she, anxiously ; "go, you When she approached, the twilight can easily see me.”

was just sufficient to enable him to per“But when ?-when ? say on Thurs. ceive that her face was pale, and tinged day.”

apparently with melancholy, if not with · Not so soon—not so soon," and

After the first salutations she cast an anxious eye towards the were over, he was proceeding to engarden gate.

quire into the cause of her depression, " When then ?-say this day week.” when, to his utter surprise, she placed

Very well—but go-maybe my fa- her hands upon her face, and burst into ther has heard from the servants that a fit of grief. you are here."

Those who have loved need not be a Dusk is the best time.”

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tears of the beloved one who is dear to deep and powerful struggle, said in a us beyond all else that life contains. low confiding voice, whilst the tears Connor literally performed this office, once ran quietly down her and enquired, in a tone so soothing and cheeks, full of sympathy-why she wept that “ Connor, what I said is true." her tears for a while only flowed the “ My heart's burnin' — my heart's faster. At length her grief abated, burnin'," he exclaimed, “it's not love and she was able to reply to him. I feel for you, Una—it's more than

“ You ask me why I am crying," said love; oh what is it ? Una, Una, this the fair young creature ; “ but, indeed, I know that I cannot long live without I cannot tell you. There has been a you, or from you ; if I did, I'd go wild sinking of the heart upon me during or mad through the world. For the the greater part of this day. When I last three years you have never been thought of our meeting I was delighted, out of my mind, I may say awake or but again some heaviness would come asleep ; for I believe a night never over me that I can't account for."

passed during that time that I didn't { " I know what it is,” replied Connor, drame of you of the beautiful young "a very simple thing ; merely the ter crature-oh! God in heaven, can it be rible calm an' blackness of the evenin'. thrue, that she loves me at last. Say I was sunk myself a little.”

them blessed words again, Uoa; oh I ought to cry for a better reason," say them again; but I'm too happyshe returned ; « in meeting you I have I can hardly bear this delight.” done—an’ am doing—what I ought to “ It is true that I love you, and it bè sorry for that is a wrong action our parents could think as we do, that my conscience condemns." Connor, how easy would it be for tbem

"There is nobody perfect, my dear to make us happy, but Una," said Connor ; "an' none without “ It's too soon, Una ; it's too soon to their failins'; they have little to an. spake of that. Happy! don't we love swer for that have no more than you.” one another? Is n't that happiness ?

“ Don't Hatter me," she replied ; “if who or what can deprive us of that? you love me as you say, never fatter We are happy without them; we can me while you live; I will always be happy in spite of them ; oh, my speak what I feel, and I hope you'll do own fair girl ; sweet, sweet life of my the same."

life, and heart of my heart; heaven"If I could spake what I feel,” said heaven itself would be no heaven to he, “you would still say I fattered me, if you were n't with me!" you—it's not in the power of any " Don't say that, Connor dear; it's words that ever were spoken, to telt wrong ; let us not forget what is due how I love you—how much my heart to religion, if we expect our love to an’soul's fixed upon you. Litile you prosper. You may think this strange know, my own dear Una, how unhappy froin one that has acted contrary to reliI am this minute, to see you in low gion in coming to meet you against the spirits—what do you think is the occa will and knowledge of her parents ; sion of it? Spake now, as you say you but beyond that, dear Connor, I hope will do, that is, as you feel.”

I will never go. But is it true that * Except it be that my heart brought you've loved me so long? me to meet you to-night contrary to “ It is," said he ; "the second Sunmy conscience, I do not know; Con- day in May next was three years, I nor, Connor, that heart is so strongly knelt opposite you at Mass. You were in your favour, that if you were not on the left hand side of the Althar, I was to be happy neither could its poor on the right; my eyes were never off owner."

you; indeed you may remember it." Connor for a moment looked into “I have a good right,” said she the future, but like the face of the sky blushing and hiding her face on his above him, all was either dark or shoulder. I ought to be ashamed stormy ; his heart sank, but the ten to acknowledge it, an’ me so young at derness expressed in Una's last words the time ; little more than sixteen. filled bis whole soul with a vehement from that day to this, my story has and burning passion which he felt must been just your own.

Connor, can you regulate his destiny in life, whether for tell me how I found it out, but I good or evil. He pulled her to his knew you loved me?”. breast, on which he placed her head ; Many a thing was to tell you that, she looked up fondly to him, and per Una dear ; sure my eyes were never teiving that he wrought under some

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wherever you were there was I certain ness that, whilst you are alive an to be too. I never miss'd any public faithful to me, I will never marry any place if I thought you would be at it, woman but yourself. Now," he conan' that merely for the sake of seein' tinued, “put your right hand into you; an' now will you tell me why it mine, and say the same words." was that I could ’a sworn you lov'd She did so, and was in the act of me

repeating the form, “ I take God to You have answered for us both," witness ” when a vivid flash of she replied; "as for me, if I only lightning shot from the darkness above cbanced to hear your name mentioned them, and a peal of thunder almost my heart would beat ; if the talk was immediately followed with an explosion about you I could listen to nothing so loud as nearly to stun both. Una else, and I often felt the colour come started with terror, and instinctively and go on my cheek."

withdrew her hand from Connor's. * Una, I never thought I could be * God preserve us,” she exclaimed, born to such happiness. Now that I " that's awful. Connor, I feel as if the know you love me, I ean hardly think act I am goin' to do is not right. Let it was love I felt for you all along ; it's us put it off at all events, till another wonderful—it's wonderful."

time." - What is so wonderful?" she inquired.

“ Is it because there comes an acci. “Why, the change that I feel since dental brattle of thunder ?” he returnknowin' that you love me ; since I had ed. Why the thunder would come it from your own lips, it has overcome if we were never to change a promise. me—I'machild—I'm anything, anything You have mine, now, Una dear, an' you choose to make me—it was never I'm sure you wouldn't wish me to be love_it's only since I found you loved bound an' yourself free. Don't be me that my heart's burvin' as it is.” afraid, darling; give me your hand, an'

“ I'll make you happy if I can,” she don't tremble so ; repeat the words at Teplied, “and keep you so, I hope.” wanst, an' let it be over."

- There's one thing that will make He again took her band, when she me still happier than I am,” said Con- repeated the form in a distinct

, though nor.

feeble voice, observing when it was - What is it? if it's proper and right concluded, I'll do it."

“ Now, Connor, I did this to satisfy * Promise me that if I live you'll you, but I still feel like one who has never marry any one else than me." done a wrong action.

* You wish then to have the promise now, but I can't belp praying to God all on one side ;" she replied with a that it may end happily for us both.” smile and blush, each as sweet as ever It must, darling Una-it must end captivated a human heart.

happily for us both. How can it be "No, no, no, my darling Una, an otherwise? For my part, except to see cushla gra gal machree no; I'll {promise you my wife, I couldn't be happier than the same to you."

I am this minute ; exceptin' that, my She paused, and a silence of nearly heart has all it wished for. Is it possible! a minute ensued.

Oh ! is it possible, that this is not a * I don't know that it's right, Con- dream, my heart's life—but if it is—if por ; I have taken one wrong step as it is— I never more will wish to waken." it is, but, well as I love you, I won't Her young lover was deeply affected take another ; whatever I do I must as he uttered these words, nor was feel that it's proper. I'm not sure that Una proof against the emotion they this is."

produced " Don't you say you love me, Una?" “ I could pray to God, this moment • I do ; you know I do."

with a purer heart than I ever had "I have only another question to before," he proceeded, “ for makin' ask ; could you, or would you, love my lot in life so happy. I feel that I me as you do, an' marry another ?” am better and freer from sin than I

"I could not, Connor, and would ever was yet. If we're faithful and pot, and will not. I am ready to pro- true to one another what can the world mise ; I may easily do it ; for God do to us?" kuows the very thought of marrying I could n't be otherwise than faith another, or being deprived of you, is ful to you,” she replied, “ without more than I can bear.”

being unhappy myselt, and I trust it's * Well, then,” returned her lover, no sin to love each other as we do. seizing her hand ;" I take God to wit. Now let us God bless me, what

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