Cinder Path Tales

194 CINDER-PATH TALES ham. Indeed, whenJim tried to push the gloves on which Costigan had discarded, after hislie down, he found it a job requir­ ing the exercise of patience andconsiderable strength as well. , At lastPaddy was allright, Harry fanning him with the towel, Jim kneeling behind him, whisperingsage advice into his ear, to which Paddynodded his head with a confi­ dent grin. We were close enough to hear his husky, " 'Tis right youare," and " Sure that wudphase 'im." The boyslooked strik­ ing enough on the stage, with their refined faces, fashionable clothes, and spotless linen. Not one in the building butknew theywere gentlemen, andnearly allwished them suc­ cess with their man. Paddy himself had caught the crowd also, the gallery becoming his at first sight of his wide smile and the sound of his "illigant brogue." Mr. Foley called " time," and atthe word Harry gavea last flap, Jim a final word of advice, and as Paddy rose to his feet they pulled thechair through the ropes, and left their man in the ring, todo his " devoir " as best he might. He certainlywas not anxious, nor did he lack confidence in himself. He advanced cheerfully, shook his opponent by the hand, and got in position. Now, where Paddy