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car go beyond the possibility of over- about her flowery bonnet to snatch up taking it, so that his best course was the handiest wrap, ignoring a clamor to make as swiftly as he could for of shrill remonstrance from its owner, Barnadrum. Thither, then, he started and to hurry off in it, little recking immediately, in a flurry of anger and what peril she would thus bring upon alarm. He deemed it contrary enough a darling scheme. that his run across country, furzy, But Mrs. Gilligan did not dwell long boggy, heathery, should be checked as on this outrage. Her mind was evihe descended to the ford of a little dently preoccupied by graver troubles mountain-stream by the call to stop connected with "That One," as she and help old Judy Flynn, who had now called her daughter-in-law. These dropped her stick, and upset her were apprehensions so serious that she basket at the stepping-stones. The de- could allude to them only in furtive lay, however, had compensations, for whispers, amid uneasy glances, and Judy's odds and ends comprised a she did not get beyond mysterious gennewspaper packet of oatmeal, which, eralities such as "There's some folks she told him, had just been given to do be sayin' more than their prayers," her by “Herself up at your

until she had drawn him into the little place”; and as in answer to inquiries inner room, where her queer box of a she reported that her benefactress bed was niched across a slanting cor“looked not too bad entirely, barring ner. She then spoke more freely. the rheumatics," Murtagh resumed his **Ah Murt, avic, it's annoyed they trot in a more tranquil mood.

have me this while back. What they

do be conthrivin' in their minds I III.

dunno rightly, but up to some bad job Old Mrs. Gilligan declared that she they are, as sure as the smoke's risin would never be the better of the turn on the hearth." she got when she saw him come pelt- "Who are?" said Murtagh. ing round the house-corner, and she “Ah, sure, 'tis That One puts the nositting at the door; but so to declare tions into poor Christy's head; the poor was, of course, merely a well-recog- lad 'ud never be thinkin' of the like nized convention, and in no way dis- himselt. But the talk they have about guised 'her radiant joy. Not until its quittin' out of it, and gettin' over to first dazzling flare had faded did any the States, and all manner, 'ud make grievances emerge into view. Then it your heart sick. And givin' abuse to struck Murtagh that his mother had the good little bit of land, and your become more bent and shrunken dur- poor father's dacint house, rael outing the weeks of his absence, and that rageous. And never done they are she was wearing a very ragged old colloguin' wid Joe McSharry." apron. Looking round the kitchen, “What at all have they to say to too, he noticed sundry small altera- him?" Murtagh said, unpleasantly surtions, which he was sure had not been prised at the name, which he knew as made with her good will; she would belonging to one among several gonever, for instance, let them hang betweens, who took part in prelimitheir boots from the rafters, and now nary negotiations about the acquirea couple of pairs dangled overhead. ment of land by their expansive graHis guess that the cloak had been a zier neighbor. Already the Gilligans' forced loan came near the truth, for a holding had been encroached upon by sudden shower just at starting had the enlargement of his borders. caused Lizzie in an access of concern

"Troth that's more than I can be


tellin' you,” Mrs. Gilligan replied de- I'm here before yous, and after makin' jectedly, “but it's the great discoorsin' free to step inside." entirely they do be havin'. 'Twas only “Och to be sure, Mr. McSharry, and last Sunday evenin' he was here the why wouldn't you? Glad I'll be mebest part of an hour, and the three of self to step in from under the blazin' them sittin' lookin' at me as if I had

Grand weather we're gettin'; seven heads, till I quit out of the thank God, but you might as well be room, and left them to their own walkin' wid a sod off the hearth on secrees. Cautious enough they were top of your head. And th'ould cloak's over it, whatever it was. Just the a surprisin' weight." sound of McSharry's big coarse voice “Bedad now, McSharry, you were the I could hear, and sorra a word plain wise man, that was contint, widout out of one of them, except that he disthroyin' yourself this day thrampin' would be lookin' in again the first day over the counthry to save your sowl.” he was able--and the back of me hand "Wasn't I savin' it in shoe leather, so to him. But heart scalded I am fret- to spake? And yourself very like to tin', Murt alanna, and wonderin' in be doin' the same, if you hadn't the me mind what might be happenin' wid wife to take you along, aye faix, and you away out of it, and ne'er a sow! halve the road." I could spake raison to. And That “Halve it the other

way round, One able to persuade poor Christy to inusha moyah!" any villiny she might take a notion to “Fut further I'll not set till I rest be after; that I well know. Be the me bones a bit," said Lizzie, plumping same token, the two of them should down on the seat in the little porch; be home again now directly. The “sit you down, Mr. McSharry, there Wogans' twelve o'clock cock was after does be a cooler breath in it here than crowin' a while ago down below." widin the house."

"I hear somethin', this minyit,” said Murtagh, meanwhile, had stolen Murtagh.

swiftly out of the inner room, and But the steps were not Christy's and with gestures meant to reassure his Lizzie's. It was Joe McSharry him- mother, had slipped behind the highself who presently walked into the backed settle, which occupied its sumhouse, “without with your leave or by mier position at right angles to the your leave, as if the whole place be- front door. The opportunity of overlonged to him," commented Mrs. Gilli- hearing this conversation seemed to degan's wrathful whisper. Yet when mand seizing. Murtagh seemed to be starting up she "I just only looked in for a minyit added: “Ah, stop where you are!" and a half passin' by," said Joe McThe recollection of his ridiculously pre- Sharry; "I'm due over at Randalstown mature return checked him into com- agin two o'clock. But I want to pliance.

know if you're satisfied to be disJoe McSharry stumped aimlessly posin' of your interest in this place on about the room for a minute or two, Lawson's terms. I'm apt to see him and then went suddenly to the door. over yonder. He' about goin' back to "They're comin',” Mrs. Gilligan whis- England next week.” pered again, and in fact the voices of "We are so," said Lizzie promptly. Christy and Lizzie and their visitor “on the understandin' that there's no rose greeting one another at a dimin delayin' in the matter. It's the price ishing distance.

paid down, and ourselves able to be *Well, Mrs. Gilligan, ma'am, you see quittin' very directly, that 'ud suit us."

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“And Lawson, too, belike,” said Mc- in' any bones about it?" he inquired. Sharry, “So we're all suited.”

"I thought that was all right." Then both he and Lizzie looked to- “It's as right as raison," Lizzie wards Christy; but Christy held down averred. “Sure what at all could poor his head, and kept silence. “What Murt do to annoy anybody, if he come does be botherin' me," he said at last, back, and found us quit, and the roof without raising his eyes, “is Herself whipped off, the way Lawson would, within there?''

if he'd be said by me, as soon as we're "Why, has she anythin' to say to it?" out of it. There isn't a quieter boy in said McSharry. “I understood not.” the Kingdom of Connaught than poor

"Sorra a bit has she," said Lizzie. Murt, or a bigger fool, unless maybe

“ 'Tis what's to become of her," said Himself here. Besides, truth to say, Christy. “Out of Barnadrum she won't it's my belief there's little or no likelistir, that's sartin."

hood of him to be showin' his face in "Wasn't I tellin' you," said Lizzie, this place agin. He'd scarce find his "times and agin that the little house way if he thried; he hasn't that much back of Nicholas Byrne's is lyin' empty wit. Stoppin' where he is he'll be, since ould Peggy Hanlon died in it? you may depind.” His riverence says they let her have "Sure then we'll manage it aisy," it for nothin' be raison of the roof said Joe McSharry, "so long as he bein' scarce worth darnin'; and what isn't givin' any throuble" was good enough for one ould woman Divil a bit will I," said Murt, sudmight do for another. She could take denly thrusting his head through the her own bed wid her, and maybe a kitchen doorway, "except throublin' few sticks of the furniture.

you to be off out o' this, and lare inshe'd have a right to be gettin' relief, terferin' wid other people's property." more betoken"

He put his hands on the back of the “Is it me mother to be goin' on the settle, and vaulted over it, alighting rates ?" Christy interrupted, starting with a prance in front of the astonup furiously. "I'd sooner see the pack ished three. of yous swimmin' like flies in the "May the saints have me sowl, but lake of desthruction, let me

tell it's Himself,” said Christy; "glory be you."

to God, Murt, it's glad I am to set eyes “What talk was there of any such on you this day.” Christy spoke quite thing, man alive?” said Lizzie, wheel- sincerely, for his spirit was indeed ing away from her own indiscretion. sorely vexed by the plot into which “Sure we can give her plinty to get he had been drawn, lacking the backalong wid out of the thrifle we'll have bone to resist it unsupported. in hand, and lashins more once we're In the manner of Murtagh's abrupt settled in New York. I only passed entrance Joe McSharry had a suffthe remark supposin' be any odd cient pretext for laughing loud and chance she might want a thrifle be- long, and he did so heartily enough, tween our goin' and Murt comin' home caring in fact very little one way or to her. Is it risin' objections you'd the other about a matter from which be, you madhawn, and delayin' till in no case could any large gains the young chap lands in on the top of accrue. us and ruinates everything?" she added The only member of the party seriin a crushing aside to Christy.

ously disconcerted by Murtagh's reJoe McSharry pricked up his ears. appearance was his sister-in-law, about "Is your brother Murt apt to be mak- whose ears a fabric long and craftily elaborated had been shattered into shaken his trust in almost everybody ruin. She, nevertheless, exclaimed, •else. Three weeks' sojourn in strange with really admirable presence of lands had, in spite of himself, relaxed mind, that “Poor Mrs. Gilligan would his rigid orthodoxy on a point or two. be frighted out of her sivin sinses, the The rushy corner of their field might, crathur, if Murt come in on her sud- he thought, be drained after a fashion dint"; and she hurried off the disas- which he had observed on a farm trous scene, ostensibly for the pur- "away down beyant," and which, even pose of breaking the news gently to to his prejudiced eyes, had seemingly her mother-in-law. Already her active "some sinse and raison in it." As for brain was busy with the possibilities his neighbors' opinion, that had lost of some other plan for emigrating from several degrees of importance. "They Barnadrum, with less spoil, no doubt, may be talkin'," he reflected, “and yet not altogether empty-handed. talkin' after that agin. But sure

That evening Murtagh meditatively what I do be thinkin' in me own mind watched the sun descend into the sea. about me own business is more conseHe had a presentiment that his mother quence to meself than all the talk they and himself would soon be left to keep have among the whole of thim." A house alone, a prospect which he

view of the situation which contained viewed with a light and a heavy heart. so many fruitful germs that it may His frustration, only just in time, of have been well worth Murtagh's while that domestic conspiracy, while it in- to travel for it. creased his self-reliance, had sadly

Jane Barlow. The Independent Review.


It is almost impossible in British Co- men, agricultural laborers, market-garlumbia to get an unbiassed opinion con- deners and greengrocers, tailors, miners cerning Chinese labor. Not that any (often on workings abandoned by the man or woman is without an opinion, white men), and with the exception or is indifferent to an opportunity for of a few Indians all the labor in the its expression; but every man's pocket salmon canneries is Chinese or Japais touched, every woman's personal nese. There are no white men

or comfort. It is scarcely too much to women wanting these jobs, or even say that the daily life of every British willing to perform them, now that ChiColumbian (one must be careful not to nese have become scarce. Therefore call him a Canadian) has been changed in so far as Chinamen have given them more or less by the recent legislation up, the work is left undone. of the Dominion Parliament hindering

But in British Columbia, and among the admission of the Chinese into the the fifty-two thousand people who live Colony.

in Vancouver, its largest city, there are Hitherto throughout the Province the still thousands of Chinamen who follow unskilled or partially skilled, or (as one all these callings; earning, every man might perhaps with greater truth say) among them, a living sufficient for his the unattractive employments have needs, and saving, though he earns but been in yellow hands. Chinamen have a pittance, money enough to take him been domestic servants, laundry- home to China, where he hopes to die,

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and where he surely will one day lie His wages may be low or high, but alburied.

ways he lives on less than his employThe Chinaman is but a temporary ers choose or are constrained to pay worker; he is not a colonist. In the him, always he sends money home to white man's land, of Chinese parentage his family or to his creditors. To hear there are born a few children who play the Chinaman's enemies talk one inight on the pavement in the Chinese quarter suppose that the value of a man lay of the city, or blink at the white man in his expenditure rather than in his from a verandah beneath the sign of a output, and that the more of other laundry or an eating-house. But they men's work we could waste or destroy are few; the Chinaman does not take

for our own personal purposes the bethis women with him when he emi- ter citizens we ought to be reckoned. grates. His work is in the foreign But the very same persons who rail at land; bis life is over-seas in his own the Chinaman for spending too little, country; and the permanence of him rail in the next breath, and with better is not that of an individual, but of a reason, against our idle rich for spendstream of individuals setting from Chi- ing too much. Illogical in any counnese to Canadian shores.

try, it is least pardonable in the new The whole question is beset with par- lands, where, conditions being simpler, adoxes, and here is the first one. We it is so easy to see that every worker constantly talk of the cost of raising is worth more than his keep, and that our children to working estate, balanc- his day's wage bears mostly no relation ing (as it seems to us very properly) to the value of what he produces for what a child costs before he can earn or in the land where his work is done. anything against the value of what he All our colonies are crying aloud for earns during his working years, and immigrants; and the growing wealth reckoning every man to be worth just of the colonies is partly due to the fact so much as he produces over and above that they get their workers ready made, what he consumes. If production be and we in the old lands have to make used in its largest sense, the calculation ours, which is a difficult and a costly seems fair enough. Certainly no nation business. This is not meant as a plea can become rich if a too great propor- for Chinese immigration, only it is as tion of its members are consumers and well to remember that things are not not producers.

always wrong for the reasons that Now all these immigrant Chinamen they are alleged to be so. have been bred up to the point of work- Since all but a few Chinamen go able value at the expense of their own home to die when their life's work is country, not of Canada. That is pre- done, it has always been necessary to cisely one of the charges made against pour in a stream of fresh Chinamen to them. It is (from one point of view) keep up the supply. One man went as though we should grumble at a and another came, and to European neighbor who kept all our colts for eyes the two were so much alike that three or four years, and then turned the change made little difference. It them over to us to work in the shafts is this stream that has been cut off. till they were worn out. The matter A China man who is in British Columis not so simple as this, of course; but bia may stay there, but once gone be that is one aspect of it.

may not come back unless he pays like The Chinaman, we are further told, a newcomer the head tax of £104 ($3001 lives too frugally; he does not consume that is levied on every Chinaman who enough in the land of his adoption. lands. We should rather say that it

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