[Illustration: CAN'T I DIPIND ON YE B'YS?]    
    
           
    
           
    
           
    
      The Widow O'Callaghan's Boys    
    
      BY GULIELMA ZOLLINGER
        (1904, 10th edition)    
    
           
    
           
    
           
    
      ILLUSTRATIONS    
    
      Can't I depind on ye, b'ys?    
    
      It's your father's ways you have    
    
      For every one carried something    
    
      "Cheer up, Andy!" he said    
    
      Mrs. Brady looked at the tall, slender boy    
    
      Pat donned his apron    
    
      "I've good news for you, Fannie," said the General    
    
      The General makes the gravy    
    
      Pat doing the marketing    
    
      Pat and Mike building the kitchen    
    
      Up on the roof sat Mike with his knife    
    
      Barney and Tommie a-takin' care of the geese    
    
      The merchant turned to the girl clerk    
    
      Mrs. O'Callaghan looked astonished    
    
      Little Jim became downright sulky    
    
      In they came at that moment    
    
      Jim made a clatter with the dishes    
    
      Open the oven door, Jim    
    
      Look at that Jim work    
    
      Three cheers for Jim O'Callaghan    
    
      Pat and Mike were one on each side of him    
        
           
        
           
    
      Chapter:
      I II              III IV              V VI              VII VIII              IX X              XI XII              XIII XIV              XV XVI              XVII XVIII              XIX XX              XXI    
    
           
    
           
    
           
    
           
    
      CHAPTER I    
    
      When Mr. O'Callaghan died, after a long, severe, and      expensive sickness, he left to his widow a state of unlimited      poverty and seven boys.    
    
      "Sure, an' sivin's the parfect number," she said through her      tears as she looked round on her flock; "and Tim was the bist      man as iver lived, may the saints presarve him an' rist him      from his dreadful pains!"    
    
      Thus did she loyally ignore the poverty. It was the last of      February. Soon they must leave the tiny house of three rooms      and the farm, for another renter stood ready to take                          
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