The Kalida venture. [volume] (Kalida, Ohio) 1841-1865, 1849-03-13

There was that sound again!-vH burst as
of smoihered .sobs from tie same corner,
and The masters eye flashed with q strange
fire as he again darcdlis glance towards
tho offending quarter. iFhe lady looked in
equal surprise, in the same direction, then
turned a meaning lookion her husband; a
warm lash was succeeded by u passing
shade OF paleness on llSr face, and she cast
down her eyes, The childten eynced Gu
,rious wonder, buiscw STILL Once more
| the fathers sonorous and now more meas
ured voice, read oo.s lie closed the book,
and repeated verbatim, accompanied audibly,
\ by his wife, children, and the meaning vol
ces of the servanls, The Lords Prayer--
Seize Us this day our daily bread, and for
gipe as our tresposses as re forgiue those
rho trcsSaSs against usn Again inc same
stihed sound issued from ihc same corner.-
A. dark shade passed ayef The. brow of the
master Of HE fmly-ti,e molheTriooked
aSitateJ tie childrcn's wonder increased,
and the servanisswiih constrained silence
retired from the room. 5sa-.F
=" What can be the matter with old Den.
mis-? " exclaimed The lady, The moment the
door closed on the household. 80, what is
am;ss with poor old Dentist" exclaimed the
children. faH
"Some stupid folly or other" said the
iaihcr morosely. "Come, away 10 bed,
children You can lean Dennis's troubles
another time" The children would have
fingered, but again the words, "away with
YOU" in tone that never needed repetition,
was decisive. They kissed their parents
and withdrew.
In a few seconds the father rang the bell.
"Send Dennis Cloggon here" The old
man appeared. He was little, thin old
man, of not less than seventy years Of age,
with white hair and dark sparc counten; nee.
lie was one Of those nondescript servants
in large Irish house, whose duties are as
miscellaneous as the whole group of retain
ers itself. lie had, however, shown ample
zeal and fidelity through long life, 10 Sc
cure warm nook in the servants hall, for
The remainder of bis days.
Dennis entered with troubled and iimid
air, as conscious that he had deeply offend
ed by his indecorum, and had 10 dread al
least severe rebuke. He bowed profound
| ly 10 both the master and mistress and
stood. s.' i
What is the meaning Of this Dennis? :"
demanded the master sharply. "Ilas any
thing happened to youf"
"No, Sir"
"Anythlng amiss in your son's family?"
mo, your honor"
"What the d. then, has set you to
gruning and bluhbering at prayers, CHI"
Dennis was silent.
"Do you hear, sir? What does this
mean? Was there no where TO vent your
nonsense in, but this room, and no time but
at praycrs!"
! Dennis raised his hand, and drew it across
his forehead, hemmed, but was still silent.
He cast an implorlng glance at the master,
then at the mistress, and trembed violently.
"De id TO you, Dennis! What do
you mean by this, say. Speak out, you
old fool, will you?" The master said this
in voice of thunder, that made the old man
start, and cease 10 ttemble. He looked wild
but no words came.
"Whai is the matter, good Dennis!" ask
ed the lady, in a kind tone. " Compose
Yourself, and tell us. Something really
must have happened to you.'
Dennis again trembled violently, but he
stepped step or two forward, seized the
back of chair, as if 10 support himself, and
after vain Gasp or two, broke out,
"Pardon me, madame. Pardon me, your
honor. I could not help it. know am a
g,elt fool; but II was the touchlngncss Of
The prayers, your honor, it was indeed
Nothing ails me, nothing at all, your honor
nothing, nothing"
"Nonscnse, mani" exclaimed the mas
Ter with Llackness Of fury in his face, that
no longer seemed TO be the same which jus.
before had laughed and beamcd with fun
with the children. "Nonsense, you quver-
ing old aspen, speak out without more aGo,
or YOU shall rue it. Now then!"
Dennis looked at the mistress, as it he
would have implored her intercesslon, but as
she gave no sign Of it, he was compelled TO
speak.
"God help me, then,' he muttered TO him
self: and then louder;--lf your honor would
pardon me, it was only the metingness Of
ihe prayers, It was indeed could not help
thinking OF the poor people Of Rathbeg,
when the soldiers and police cried, 'Down
with them, down with them, even TO the
ground, And then their poor ltilo cabins
came down all in fire and smoke, amid the
cries of the poor craters. Oh! It was
fearful sight, your honor, it was indeed, 10
see the poor women hugging theft babies,
and their houses where they were born burn