Wisconsin herald, and Grant County advertiser. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1844-1845, 1845-03-22


the child. there was an eloquencc that
said enough.
'Ycs, yes said Trotty, answering
Iunconsciously what he saw expressed
in his daughters face. 'Get her to
bed. There now Will, III show you
where to lie. It's not much of place
only loft-but having loft, l al
ways say, is one of the great convcn-
fences of living in news, and until this
stable and coachhousc gets better let,
we live here cheap. There's plenty
of sweet hay up there, belonging to a
ncghbor; and it is as clean rs hands and
Meg can make it. Cheer up! don't
give way. A new heart for New Years
alwaysn
The hand released from the child's
hair, had fallen trcmblinginto Trotty's
hand. So Totty, talking without in
Permission, led him out as tcndcrly and
easily as ifhc had been child himself
Returning before Meg, he listened for
an instant at the door other little cham
Der; an adjoining room. The child
was saying a simple prayer before ~
ing down to sleep; and when she had
remembered Mcg'sname Dearly, dear
ly,'-so her words ran-Trotty heard
her stop and ask for his.
1t was some time before the foolish
little old fellow could compose himself
to mend the fire and draw his chair to
the warm hearth. But when he had
done so, and trimmed the light, he took
his newspaper from his pocket, and be-
gan to read. Cartlcssly at first. and
Swimming up and down the columns;
but with an earnest and sad attention.
very soon.
For this same dreaded paper rc-di-
rcctcd Trotty's thoughts into the chan
mel they had taken all that day, and
which the days events had so marked
out and shaped. His interest in the
two wanderers hrd set him on another
course of thinking, and happier one,
for time; but being alone again, and
reading of the crimes and violences of
the people, he rclapscd into his former
train.
In this mood he came to an account
(and 1t was not the first he had ready
of a woman who had laid her despcr-
ate hands not only on her own life, but
on that of her young child. A crime
so terrible and revolving TO his soul, d.
lated with the love of Meg, that he LET
the journal drop, and fell back in his
chair appalled,.
Unnatural and crucl!' Toby cried.
unnatural and cruel! None but poo
pie who are bad at heart: born bad:
who had no business on earth, could do
such deeds. It's too true, all have
heard to-day; too just, too full ofproof.
We're badn
The Chimes took up the words so
suddenly-brokc out so loud and clear.
and sonorous-that the Bells seemed
TO strike him in his chair.
I And what was that they saidl
Toby Week, Toby Week waiting for
you, Toby! Toby Week. Toby Week,
waiting for you, Toby. Come AMI see
US, come and see US. Drag him to US,
drag him to US, haunt and haunt him,
haunt and haunt him. Break his SUM
bers, break his slumbcrs! Toby Week,
Toby Week, door open wide Toby,
Toby Week, door open wide Toby
then iiercc!y back to their impctuous
strain again, and ringing in the very
bricks and plaster on the walls.
Toby listened. Fancy, fancy. His
rcmorsc for having run away fromthem
that afternoon! No, no. Nothing Of
the Kind. Again, again, and yet
dozen times again. Haunt and haunt
him, haunt and haunt him, Drag him
to US, drag him to usn Dcafcning the
whole town.
Meg said Trotty, softly tapping at
her door, DO yon hear anythingP
Il hear the Bells, father. Surely
they're very loud tonight.
is she aslecp!' said Toby, making
an excuse for pceping in.
so peacefully and happily! | can't
leave her yet though father. Look how
she holds my hand'
Meg whispered Trotty. listen
to the Bclls!'
She listened with her face towards
him all the time. But it underwent no
change. She didn't understand them.
Trotty withdrew, resumed his seat
by the fire, and once more listened BY