Kenosha tribune and telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1855-1855, 1855-06-07
KENOSIIA, WIS, THURSDAY, JUNE 7, 1856.

Though he lid not feel bound to inform
his wife of any of his business transactions
yet as he held her responsible for what h
termed the base ingraiiiude OF his son, an,
as he knew his present course would Civ
her most exquisite pain, he took care to ap
prise ler OF the measures he had adopted
Tie effect was as felicitous as lie had sup
posed it would be.
Some weeks after this, he left home for
few days, TO see to some property he had il
New Jersey. On his return, which wa
early one morning. he sought his wife, ir
the breakfast-room. where be knew he shoe
find her at that hour of his arrival. IL
his establishment, she was dressed in deer
mourning.
What has happened?' he inquired Will
much concern; what is the meaning of thi:
mourning dress. Gertrude?'
1T means that Nicholas will give you nc
more trouble in this world, Hermann re-
piled the lady, sadly. cor his wife either
'Deadp cried the conscience stricken man
sinking into chair. This is more than
bargained for. Dead! and shall never see
his face again' And tears, the first the
hard man had shed for years, forced them
selves from his unwonted eyes.
You can sec his face again, if you have
courage to look upon it,
Are the bodies here?' asked the old man
with shudder.
They are in the parlor. Do you wish
to look at them?'
| You must go with me Gertrude falter-
ed the guilty man. dare not 60 alone
Come them said the lady, severely, and
rising from her seat, give me your hand
and Will lead you TO them
The stricken man rose feebly. He seemed
TO have grown old within a few minutes
He surrendered his icy fingers 10 the firm
warm clasp of his wife, and tottered rather
than walked, beside her into the drawing
room. The curtains were let down, and a
mysterious twilightprevadcd the apartment.
But there was 70 bier there-none of the
funeral accomplishments of DEATH
Y Oh will not see exactly what YOU cx.
pected,' said Mrs. Brinkerholf raise your
eyes to the wall. Previous to his death.
Nicholas commissioned the famous painter,
Copley, to execute full length portraits of
him and his wife. There they hang what
do YOU think of them?'
The old man gazed upon the wall. Be-
fore him, within u gorgeous frame, stood
bis son dressed in rich suit The magic
canvass seemed to breathe Brinkerhoff
cast but brief glance upon the beautiful
lady that formed the subject of the compan
Ion -pIece-Iiis eyes were riveted upon tire
rather melancholy features Of the injured
boy.
What wonderful art.' he exclaimed
with broken voice. 1t wants only one
thing-but alas! that is everything-life!
Q, that all my gold, that my own life might
restore hisp
Yet, if he stood before you a living man,
you would insult him with frownl
Not so, so help me Heaven! Gertrude
my wishes are driving me mad. l could
swear smile upon that face.
1T was only a sunbeam Struggling thro'
the curtain. | will draw it closer
Not for worlds. Let me enjoy the illu-
sion. l tell you. Gertrude, think what YOU
will of it, the lips move
You have heard Of speaking likenesses,'
said his wife, with smile, this is one of
them
'Father' said this wonderful portrait.
Nicholas! cried the old man with wild
surprise.
The figure started within the frame-it
advanced from the back ground lit sprang
lightly to the carpet; moment more and
Hermann Brnkerhof folded his son to his
heart in the warmest embrace he had ev-
er bestowed on him since his childhood.
What do you think of Copley, now, faith
err asked the young man, latter he had hug
ged and kissed his mother, and dried his
streaming eyes. But you have not seen
half the wonders of art-or rather article.
Emeline!' And extending his hand, Mich
olas assisted the second portrait out of the
frame. The 5lushng bride met with rap
turous welcome.
Will you forgive US, SIR she said, after
she had extracted herself from the old gem
tleman's arms. for our plot against you?'
IF you hadn't believed my heart was
made Of marble, you wouldn't have exper-
imented upon it SO cruelty said Brinker-
hof. But thank Heaven! it was tough, or
1t would have broken in the test
Itwas desperate resort, said Mrs Brink
erhoff, sadly.
You have softened it forever said the
old man. 'Butcan you forgive me. Nicho-
las?'
From the bottom Of my soul, sir replied
the young man. Had treated you with
more confidence, our difference never would
have occurred. | come, sir, prepared to
discharge all your just demands
IF you pay me dollar, I'll cut you of
with a shilling you deg!' said the old man.
Come wife, come children: l havn't had
a mouthful of breakfas. and I've ridden all
the way from the Jerseys this morning.
Wen ratify the treaty of peace ever the
chocolate and buckwheat cakes, and from
this hour you shall find Hermann Brinker-
bof a changed man.
He was as good as his word, and from a
misery, surly cid curmudgeon, Hermann
Brinkerhof became to the astonishm ent of
all who knew him, one of the most genial
eff the Knickerbockers.
The last invention that has been promul-
gated is machine for shearing sheep. The
.woolv Head is put in to the machine