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t THE ATHENS GEORGIAN : FEBRUARY 27, 1877. Among the Hoggartys. Everybody withn twenty-five miles of Bogmoor r.-nicinhers Daniel Hog* ’garty. He was one of the old stock of Irish gentlemen, and a very re markable man he was, too. as any body in Bogmoor will tell yon. I * don't boast of him, although I con fess it is with a feeling of great satis faction that I realize the relationship between the late lamented Daniel Hoggarty and myself, for he was my father. My mother (heaven rest her soul, for she was an angel, if one ever came to earth,) died while I was yet a boy. Whatever I am, all the good there is in me, I owe to her. I don't mean any disrepect to thelloggnrlys bv the above, though everybody knows that Tim Bouncy—who is my grandfather and on my. mother’s side — was mightily put about, when he found that l.is daughter, Peggy Bouncy, was about to marry Dan lloggarty; not but that the Hog- gartvs were good enough, but, you see, the Ko meys bad always bold themselves as better than their neigh bors. But that is neither here nor there. But, as I was saying—before I rati off with my grandfather, Tim Rooney—my mother made me what I am, morailv or spiritually I in herit her nature, her loving disposi tion, her •warm heart. If I was a woman, I should be one of the most loving, tender and confiding crea tures in the world. I’m so tender hearted, that it is impossible for me to say “ No” to a female. * To proceed with my story, it will be necessary to inform you that the late Mr. Hoggarty had four brothers. My father was the eldest of the family. I was his only child, and singular enough, every on** of my nudes had just one child apiece, and every one of them were girls. Just like all the Hoggarty females, they were all beauties. In fact, the Hoggartys of the Icmale sex have all been hand some, clear back to Bridget Hoggarty, who, by-the-way^ was the m .st^beau tiful woman in Ireland, besides being! the only daughter of Pat lloggarty, who, you know, was the great-grand father of all the lloggarty sin Ireland. Well, as I was saying, my father had four brothers. First, there was Pat lloggarty, a namesake of the old Hoggarty himself, who, as everybody knows, was a real live hud and the lather of Bridget Hoggarty, the most beautiful woman in all Ireland. Then there was Miek Hoggarty—for whom I was named—Tim Hoggarty and Barney Hoggarty; and they were .brothers of my father, before he died, which makes them tny uncles, of course, and the best of it is, there are four cousins, my uncles* daughters, you see, all beautiful as hotiris are raid to be; though, as I’m no Turk, and never saw an houri in my life, of course, I don’t know; but anyway, I’m willing to bet on the Hoggartys for beauty against all the hotiris of the Turk’s paradise. Molliu lloggarty’ is Uncle Pat Hoggarty’s daughter, and though she may not be quite so handsome as Kate Hoggarty, Barney’s only child, you know that you might have seen in your travels a sweet little creature, with 'Hoggarty eyes, you’see, just like streams of gold; still, she is a beauty in her way, with eyes as black as sloes, and hair of the same hue, which she has took from her moth r, who was*a McFadden before she married my uncle, Pat Hoggarty. Biddy Hoggarty—a namesake of Bridget Hoggarty’s, that I’ve been telling you about, who was the only daughter of the father of all the Hog garty’s—is uncle Miek Hoggarty’s - daughter, and a fine, strapping girl she is, with a form'like Venus, and a neat little foot that would make a duck blush to look at. And yon should see the pretty brown eyes she lias, and the sweet lloggarty nose, with a lip on the end of it like the Inob on the end of a shillalah. And Biddy had a string of lovers that would reach from Cork Vo Limerick. Then tliero was Norah, uncle Tim Hoggarty’s daughter, and my own first cousin, who was quite as hands some as Biddy Hoggarty, with cheeks like red velvet pincushions, and such a sweet pair of lips, that were just like eating honey-comb to kiss them. And her eyes were just like violets, you tee, so that they drove every man in Bogmoor crazy with love of her, from Diek Carey, the piper, down to Teddy Regan, who lives over beyant, the bogs. When my lather, through the agency of typhoid fever, became the late lamented Daniel Hoggarty, I found myself quite alone in tbe world, pr I mean to .say’, I should have been, but for four uncles, four aunts and four cousins, who, I am happy to say, didn’t leave me alone at all, for every one of my cousins came over after tbe funeral to keep house for me; but as Mrs. Flaughertv, who, by-the-way, was my mother’s third eousin, bad kept bouse for father for tbe last dozen years and over, I couldn’t think of parting with her; and so I told my cousins that I wished everything to go on in the old way. “To be sure,” said cousin Kate. “Yes,” said Bidily, “till a Mrs. Hoggarty comes into the bouse.” I smiled, though I made no replv. Of course, I looked forward to a day when there would be a Mrs. Hog garty in tbe bouse. I can’t say, but I looked farther to day when there would he the little lloggartys by tbe bushel. . Well, it was nearly a year after that, when I -received an invitation from uncle Pat Hoggarty’ to visit him at Hoggarty Hall, which, as everybody knows, was built by old Hoggarty, the father of Hoggartys in Ireland The letter said that all my uncles, aunts and cousins, were going to he there, and it would be a burn ing shame if I didn’t make one of the party. “ To be sure, I will,” said I, to Mrs. Flaughertv. “Of course,” said Mrs. Flaughertv; “ and I’ll be packing your trunk this very minute.” “Sure, you are a jewel, * Mrs. Flaugherty,” said I. “ Airali, now, v vou’re a joking .r .".V. a joke at all,” said I. “Faith, but you’re'a real Hoggarty, then, always flatterin’ the women.” “ Divil cave to me,” said I; “wouldn’t I be a brute, if I didn’t?” “ All, which of your pretty cousins will ye bring back wid ye for a wife?” “ Faix, but you’re asking me too mueh now, ma’am,” said I; “ though, between you and I, ma’am, I’d be proud of any one of them for a wife.” “ And well you might be, loo, Miek Hoggarty,” Mrs. Flaugherty said, as she left the room. Well, three days alter that, found me at Hoggarty Hall, and a grand old pile of buildings it is, too, with a splendid estate besides, and sure, pretty Molly Hoggarty was heiress to it all; and who would’nt take the estate with such an encumbrance ? All the Hoggartys were there— Molly, Biddy, Norah and Kate, be sides uncle Mick, Tim and Barney, with every one of my aunts on my father’s side, and a rousing good time- we had, too. It was the evening of the second day after my arrival, that my nude Pat and I were sitting together on the lawn, smoking our pipes. Mv uncle was very quiet for a Hoggarty, find I was just wondering what the deuce could be the matter with him, when he broke out with— “ Mick?” “Sir!” said I, taking my pipe from my lips. “It’s every man’s duty to marry!" “And a very disagreeable duty, Faix, as old Hoggarty, the father of all the Hoggartys, once said, I re plied.” “ Of course, you think of marrying eome time, Mick ?” said my finele, not minding my reference to the wis dom of tbe father of all the Ho_j- gariys. ■ “ Well, I wouldn’t wonder but I do.” • “Have you any lady in view, Mick ?” And as I was just looking toward the bouse, and saw pretty Mollie Hoggarty leaning from the window, aud scattering crumbs to the birds, I just answered: “Yes, to be sure; and a inigbty pretty woman she is, too, I added, by way of a joke; though! spoke of her as being literally in view, and not at all the sense that uncle Pat took it, for he turned around,-and looking toward Mollie, he said: “Yes; that’s the woman for you.” “Just so,” said 1, still joking. “ Did you ever speak to her about it?” be asked, seriously. “ Never a word,” I answered, some what alarmed, for I had thought as mueh of marrying my uncle as I had of taking my eousin to wife. “Not a look?” “ Faix, but I’ve looked as though I’d ate her, sure,” sa : d I. “ Never mind, I’ll make it all right, Miek,” cries my uncle, jump ing up. “It would be a burning shame not to keep tbe Hoggayty property together as much as possi ble. Just wait here a bit, till I send Molly down;” and uncle Pat was half way to the bouse before I could say :i word. “ It’s the property you’re after, tny honey, is it?’’ said I. Faith, Mr. Hoggarty, I remarked confidentially to myself, if you go on this way, you’ll wake up some fine morning with your eyes shut, and find your self married ; and just then, I caught a glimpse of Mary’s white dress through the trees. By the seven pipes that played before Moses, as the father of all the Hoggartys used to say, where’ll I hide now ? “ Good morning, Miek,” raid a voice. “ Who the divil are ye ?” said I, making her believe I didn’t see her, till she came out from behind the hedge. “ It’s Mollie, is it ?” “To be sure,” said she. * Of course it was, and she was just as bewitching as a pink, aud her eyes shone like two stars, mid when she put her little soft hand in ini.it*, the Hoggarty blood got the upjier hand of me, (the Hoggartys were all fa mous for loving the women,) and the first tiling I knew, I had Mollie in my arms, slipping kisses l'roi )ips, jus) ns sv ty^tjhi picks t 1 fruit from a chert J^Tree. “ Do you love me, Miek ?*’ As the father of all the Hoggartys used to say: “ What the divil could a rliap sav to that but yes?” and that is what I did say, to bo sure. “ And we’ll be married in a month, or my name’s not Miek Hoggarty, tny colleen,” said I*; and I was going to say more, only for Biddy Hog garty who I saw coining down to ward us. “ I must go, Miek.” “ To be sure,’’ said I, and taking a kiss from her rosy lips, I let her go, just in time to escape Biddy, who came round the other 'side of the hedge. Arrali * jewel, said I, is that yourself’ I don’t know. “Yes, Mick; but what ary you doing here, making love to the moon?” said Biddy. “Faix, hut I would, if she were a Hoggarty,” raid I. “Why need yohbc always joking?’* said Biddy. u Divil a joke is that,** said I, “ when every one of the Hoggarty girls were horn beauties from the fir.-t, Biddy Hoggarty, down to your sweet self” • “Faix, but you’ll be stenling'iny heart, Miek Hoggarty, if you don’t have done with your blarney,’* said Biddy, blushing all over her sweet face. “ And sure, why not, when you’ve already stole mine ?’’ and with that, Biddy laid her head down upon my bosom, and her soft brown eyes were looking up at me for a kiss. “Bad cess to you, Miek Hoggarty,’’ raid I to my. “ you can’t marry all your cousins.” “Bedad,” raii'i I, “I’m engaged, Biddy.” “To be sure, we ate now; and you wouldn’t be proving false to one of your own blood, Mick Hoggarty ?” ' “ Of course not, Bi<Uly avournecn ; but blood an’ ’otuis, there’s Tim Ilog- ; garty, with his pipe in his mouth, wondering th s way, and he’ll be after catching you, if you dbn’t go into the house.” . Aud she bad hardly left me, be ore uncle Tim stood besid me. A Hew Mammoth Establishment. TaUge, Hodgson <£ Co. NOW OCCUPY TIIEIR NEW STORE. “ I’ve been looking for yon, Mick,” cried'my uncle. “ Well, you’ve found me, then,” said I. “Fm in want of your advice, Miek.’’ “ And that’ll be worth a deal to you; but what is it about ?’’ “ Well, then, to come to the point, Norah has had an offer of marriage.” “ Of course, she said yes; as what woman wouldn’t?” cried I. “Ahem! Norah will marry ac cording to the wishes of her parents,’’ uncle Tint said,’’ looking over his spectacles. ‘^To be sure,” said I; “ the Hog gartys always were famous for that.” “ Yo; know squire Morton, Mick?” “ Of course. Is be tbe lucky man?” “ He is wealthy, very.” “True for you, sir,” said I. “ lie has made proposals for our daughter’s hand.” “ Faith, lie couldn’t do better,” raid I. “ lie says lie loves her.” “ ’Twould he a stepmother would name him for that, sir.” “ But she does not love him.” “That’s where she’s right,’* sa'd 1. “ She loves some one else.” “ I’m in the same fix, sir,” said I. “ You love ?” “ Yes” “ Who ?'’ I thought I wouldn’t break the news too suddenly, and so I said: “ Iler father is a Hoggarty, sir.” “ A lloggarty ?’’ “ Two of’em,” said I. “ A Hoggarty. Do you mean it ?” and uncle Tim smiled “ To be sure, I do.” “ And she loves you, Miek.” “So she said,” I replied ; hut my uncle took no notice of mv last an- \ swer. “ Norah ! Norah ! where are you?” “ Here, father,” she answered, coming towards us. “He loves you, Norah, lie has just told me so—he has told me all,” and nude Tim left us in a hurry. “ T’undor an’ ’onus! What’s this?’’ said I. I’m thine till death, Miek.” ' “The divil you arc,” said I. • f “The proof of -tbe ^pudding, is the chewing, of the bag.” “Kssine. .'.irk.” “ I’d do that same till morning,” said I. “ You' have sweet lips for kissing, like a dish of ripe strawber ries, smothered with cream.” “ Michel, darling—” “ Hoggarty, you mean,” said I. •* When shall we be one ?** “ That’s what I’d like to know, for I’m four already,’’ 'said I. “ Faith, but I’m puzzled now.” “ It’s getting late,” said Norah. “I must go : in.” , “ Goodnight, Norali.” “ Goodnight, Michel, dear.” “Now, here’s a situation that would puzzle tbe father of all the Hoggartys,” said I, after Norah had left me. What am I to do? Faix, but I have it—I’ll bang myself, and then won’t I be even with them ? But isn’t it lucky that I did not meet Kathleen, to-night? Bedad, but the Hoggartys always were lucky, said I, walking towards tbe house. I met aunt Maggie at the door. ,She was looking very rerious “I’ve been waiting for you to come, Mick,” she said. “ Well, I’m here at last, then, aunt, I answered; but what makes you look so rad to-night ?** “ Kathleen is ill.” “ Seriously ?” “ I hope hot.’’ “ Can I do anything, aunt ?” “ Yes, yon might, but—” “ Well, what is it, aunt ? Wliat seems to be the nature of her illness?” “ Trouble ot mind, I think.” “ Well, that’s queer, for a Hog garty’s mind to lie troubling her. She’s the first Hoggarty that ever was troubled with one, I think.” “ It’s heart, I fear,” aunt Maggie said, .solemnly. Heart, is it?” sAid I. “ She loves.” “ Faix, but I’m troubled that same way,” said I. • , “ Your love is reciprocated.” “Of course, it is,” said I, “think of Mollie and Biddy and Norah.” “ She has asked for you many times to-day. You will go tip and tell her fCONCt.UDKD ON TtH PAOK.] , Wholesale Department Flour a Specialty. 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