And there were tears in the widow's eyes.
"But, mother," resumed Pat, "'tis yourself has the bad luck."
"And what do you mean, Pat?"
"You've lost another wash place to-night."
Mrs. O'Callaghan smiled. "Are you sure of it?" she asked.
"I am," was the determined answer.
"Have it your own way. You and Moike are headstrong b'ys, so you are. If you kape on I'll have nothin' to do but to sit with my hands folded. And that's what your father was always plazed to see me do."
The two brothers exchanged glances of satisfaction, while Andy looked wistfully on and little Jim frowned jealously.
"Now, mother," said Pat, "I've the thought for you. It came to me to-day in the store. 'Tis the best thought ever I had. Andy's going to college."
The delicate boy started. How had Pat divined the wish of his heart?