I'd been workin' at me trade, sor--larnin' to tind bar it was--and I'd just got a new job where the pay was pretty good, and I'd sint over for Maggie, and was plannin' for the little flat we was to have, and the like of that, when I drew that prize.

And the joy of it was like handin' me a jolt on the jaw.

It put me out for two weeks, sor, and when I come to I was in Baltimore, where I'd gone to collect the money; and two thousand of the five was gone, and I knew me job in New York was gone, and I was that shamed and sick it took me three days more to make up me mind to come to me Cousin Tim's, where I knew Maggie'd be waitin' for me.

And when I did come back she was gone, too.' "'And then,' says Father McGrath, sharp, 'I suppose you went on another spree, and spent the rest of the money.' "'I did not, sor--axin' your pardon for contradictin' your riverence.
I signed the pledge, and I'll keep it, with Maggie to help me.

I put me three thousand into a partnership with me friend Dempsey, who was runnin' the Golconda House--'tis over on the East Side, with a fine bar trade--and I'm doin' well, barrin' that I've been crazy for this poor girl, and advertisin' and--' "'And look at the clothes of him!' sings out Margaret, reverentlike.
'And is that YOUR tall hat, Mike?
To think of you with a tall hat! Sure it's a proud girl I am this day.