But 'twas kind of unsatisfactory.

'Twas her Mike she wanted.
"'I told the Father about it at the church up there,' she says, 'and he wrote, but the letters was lost, I guess.

And I thought if I might see a priest here in New York he might help me.

But the mistress is to go at noon to-morrer, and I'll have no time.

What SHALL I do ?' says she, and commenced to cry again.
"Then I had an idea.