That Smith appreciated Mr. Thorpe's generosity, is begging the question. On arrival in the old country, he found conditions had changed since he left there thirty years ago. The old haunts of his boyhood days had been transformed. The old folks had long since departed this life--"God rest their souls!" His friends and acquaintances had disappeared from the county or were no more--strange faces everywhere--all had changed save the old parish church; that alone remained undefined by the ravages of time. "And now, my duty done, Oi'll go back to America." On taking his farewell, sad and impressive thoughts occupied his mind. "Shall I niver see the ould sod again, the dear ould land that gave me birth, the grain ave its hills, and the dear little shamrock--long life to it." And as a mist gathered in his eyes, he reverently knelt, lower he bent, till his lips touched the grassy ground, which he lovingly kissed. "Farewell, an' may it plaise God to bring yees from the gloom ave tribulation into the sunshine ave happiness and prosperity. Farewell, dear ould Erin, my heart'll be wid ye always." The End. About the book: Title: An Oregon Girl Subtitle: A Tale of American Life in the New West Author: Alfred Ernest Rice Illustrator: Colista M. Dowling Original Publisher: Glass & Prudhomme Co., Portland, Oregon, 1914 Original Copyright: 1914, by Alfred Ernest Rice