She had enough money for everything, except the silver inscription plate.

But that difficulty was easily overcome, for 'What's the matter wid Pat Molloy painting it nately in white paint ?' she said.
"Pat, being approached on the subject, expressed his entire willingness, and soon after called for the casket and took it away.

He was told to letter the following, in neat, white letters: 'Michael Dooley departed this life in his prime, at the age of twenty-eight.' "Pat was a bricklayer by trade, and painting was only a 'side line' with him.
"He started to put the inscription on the casket, and got along bravely till he came to 'age of twenty-eight.' Then he realized that he could not make the figures.

He puzzled over it a long while, for he did not like to ask and thus show up his ignorance.
"Finally a bright idea struck him.

Four sevens make twenty-eight--why not put down four sevens--that was easy! "The job was finished just in time.
"The relatives and friends were gathered round to pay their last respects.