Mistress O'Calligan accepted the hand of
Mr. O'Brallaghan, upon hearing of this base desertion; and so, the
desires of all were accomplished--for weal or woe.
Be sure, _ma mere_ lived, with Verty and Redbud all her days
thereafter; and our honest Verty often mounted Cloud, and went away,
on bright October mornings, to the hills, and visited the old hunting
lodge: and smoothing, thoughtfully, the ancient head of Longears,
pondered on that strange, wild dream of the far past, which slowly
developed itself under the hand of Him, the Author and Life, indeed,
who brought the light!
And one day, standing there beside the old hunting lodge, with Redbud,
Verty, as we still would call him, pointed to the skies, and pressing,
with his encircling arm, the young form, said, simply:
"How good and merciful He was--to give me all this happiness--and
you!"
THE END.
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