F. Colburn (Francis Colburn) Adams
Capitolo 84
on the living one and the corpse. It is revealing Fitzgerald and another
gentleman looked in.
"'Who is to-night here?' it tells Fitzgerald a friendly kind of way.
"'God ye of the love, the Mr. Fitzgerald that poor English have gone! Indeed, then,
it was the wish of the God, and He is taken him/it from we-poor
The English!' it tells her/it Mrs. McCarty. It is Fitzgerald and the gentleman with
him, digitò the calm place, and they shivered and they sat him to the sight
of the face in the coffin. 'You sits, the Mr. Fitzgerald, do!--and it is able
the ye of love of God! There was a quantity of good person in poor English. He is
go-so he is!' it told her/it Mrs. McCarty, while imploring them to take a seat, and
you excuse the messy state of his few rags. You had a hard struggle
God knows how to live. They removed their hats, and he/she sat some minutes
in solemn silence. The rags stirred to the side of the gentleman that
the fact to stir toward the door. 'What is it there, my good woman?' him
asked. 'You are a blessed child, the Mr. Fitzgerald knows how same:'
it tells her/it Mrs. McCarty, while refusing the rags and revealing the ruined one
characteristics of his youngest girl, a child eleven years old, sinking in
death. 'God knows that she will be best in sky, and she won't be
you crave out of him', her Mrs. repeated McCarty twice, maintaining an unusual
the indifference to the hand of death, already on his/her/their child. The
gentleman left some money to buy candles for the poor English, and with
The Mr. Fitzgerald brought away him.
"Nearby midnight, the black and tall figure of solemn-faced Father
Flaherty walked stiff in. He was not settled with the McCartys, but it went
to the side of the dying child, he/she caressed him few it wasted hand in
his/her really, and he/she talked to low voice a prayer for his/her soul. Not I ever forget
as innocently she looked in his/her face while him divided the small one
ringlets that have curled on his/her eyebrow, and it told her she would have soon
a best house in a best world. Then he turned him to the poor English, and