Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1847-08-12

dlu, from anOtner WOrlu tnan t1at vanity falr
that surrounded her. Ladies, examining
laces, paused to look at her, and one or two
of the clerks turned their eyes to Otis Jack
son, expecting him to answer, but he aver
ted his eye, and went to the extremity of
the shop, to receive some new customers
Is Mr.. Henshaw here 2" asked Ruth. She
was civilly answered eyes," and Henshaw
was summoned. "Where is my brother 2"
she said. There were tears in her voice,
though none in her eyes. 1t was rather an
indefinite inquiry from total stranger
but whether it was her family resemblance
to her brother, or the tone of the voice sup
plying all that the words wanted Henshaw
was sure the inquiry was for Hathaway, and
coming from behind the counter, before he
replied, said in a low voice to Ruth, " You
have heard of your brothers. misfortune :"
eyes; where is he p
Why-he--you cannot see him imme-
diately; if you will tell me where you are
staying, I will try to get leave to come to
you in the course of the day, and 90 with
you to see him.
ooh, | must go now. shall stay where
he is. | have no other place"
" HenshawW called out Mr.. Brown, "who
are you talking to thcre?"
Henshaw went to him and explained.
A pretty business this" said the surly
master " look, she is lingering over the
laces; they are birds of feather, brother
and sister p Poor Ruth had unconscious
ly placed her hand on the box of laces. Go
to your own business, Henshaw, behind the
counter" added Brown; and then stridng
up to Ruth, and taking her by the arm, with
a mixture of savageness and familiarity, he
said. Walk out of my shop or l will send
you to the police-ofice'
"Tell me first where my brother is"
Where all thieves should be-in the
Tombs."
"The Tombs where are the Tombs !"
" Go out and ask along the street-you'll
soon find out"
Ruth went forth with burning heart
She walked rapidly few steps from the
hateful shop, and then stopped, as if uncer-
tain what to do. Suddenly, a finger touched
her shoulder, and low voice spoke kindly
to her. 1t was Henshaw's His face was
agitated and highly colored and hardly
seemed the same serene, mild countenance
she had first addressed. 81 will go with you
now" he said, Z" to see your brother"
ooh, can you? how kind you are"
How much this kindness had cost Hen
shaw, Ruth little dreamed. On her leav-
ing the shop he had not been able to repress
the expression of his Indignation at Browns
inhumanity. Brown was abusive. Hen
shaw was hot and hasty, and declaring his
intention of attending the little girl imme-
dately to her brother, Brown told him if he
then left the shop, never again to enter it,
&C suppose, sir, it's a prison" said Ruth,
where Charlie is 2"
eyes, house of detention, where per-
sons are confined to await their trial"
"Then Charlie is not yet tried The is
not yet condemned, is he 2"
"No, no not yet" And not get struck
like tolling bell OH Ruth's heart
"Your brother wrote to you the circum-
stances p resumed Henshaw. " He told
you, of course, that he was not guilty 7"
"No; he did not say that"
&" He did not r' exclaimed Henshaw, in
an alarmed tone.
Ono, sir; why should he %, speaking for
the first time with an assured voice. "You
would not ask such a question if you knew
Charles, Mr. Henshaw."
81 do know him, and | feel a confidence
in his integrity; but"
"But what ?-oh, do speak out"
81 only hesitated because | cannot beal
to distress you. fear we shall have diff
Guilty in proving you brothers innocence
but we will not talk about that now"
They soon arrived at the Tombs-anG
after requesting permission of the keeper tt
see Charles Hathaway, were led hastily
along the dismal corridors towards the eel
occupied by the unfortunate young man.
They were intercepted and impeded by par
ty visiting the prison from curiosity. There
were two or three elderly people, two youn.
+ ladies from the country, full of excitemen
f from being for the first time within prison
walls-and their cousin, young city law
yer, who acted as the exponent of the scene
Babe, the pirate" said he to them, " i
in that cell, No. ST."
| "That horrid wretch we read so much G
, in the newspaper! How should like t
see him I"
: "There is still more curious monster i
+ No. SO, Cousin Jane-the German VIII
= burned his wife to death
, "Oh, horrors And who can that be be
/ tween them, in No. 3d."
r 81 don't know; somebody worse tina
d either, l suppose. Who is it, Mr.. Farran
: 81 don't know his name lad commi
9 ted for stealing"
S :" Let us pass, if you please, ladies' sal
r Ruth's conductor. Our amateur visitor
: stared at Ruth. One said, touching he
k Cousins arm, ooh Henry" did you eve
e see any thing so pale as that poor GIRL
e Mercy, do you think she is going to be sh'
1t up hereW
|, "No; that is impossible. What inn
e cence, sweetness and misery Ruth's col
\, ductor was now unbolting the door of N
IS 81. The youngest of the young ladies', IN
he PEELED by irrepressibe curiosity followe
4 close enough to see, when the door was
e, pened, handsome youth, pale, haggar
e, aud sorrowlul, bending over sheet of p
Id per, on which he was mtently writing
lie She could not see that the paper was W
N with his tears. Ruth darted into the Gel
the keeper shut the door, and rebolting
y, said to Henshaw coolly, "You may spei
W to me when she isready to come out" He
/ shaw, walking to and fro, unoccupied,
er the corridor, presented too tempting an q
n, portunity to crafty the young ladies' Gu
I'd osity and their cousin being put up to as
tn ing some questions, they got possession
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