Kenosha tribune and telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1855-1855, 1855-03-29

Tor the prevention OF rare spirit from !
change into hard iron and cold stone. Or.
does not the world grow poorer with every
such achievement of consolidation! II Kit
became not iron or stone, no thanks for heI
preservation are due to any human being
Darkness found her passionate, griev-
ing, over-laden child; the light Of The dawn,
looked pallidly down on the pale face of a
weary and fainting woman. who waited on
ly for the day that she might 60 forth to
enter on the career she had marked out for
herself.
She went out before Jenny had awaken
ed. Of woman that lived on the first
floor, whose children were frequently in
Jenny's keeping. she borrowed an old frag-
ment of broom, and armed with that she
went down the alley towards the street.
The city had as yet hardly drawn its first
waking breath. The actual struggle OF
waking up was yet full an hour distant; but
Kit was impatient of solitude and quiet, and
time and strength had not any special value
in her eyes. Shivering she went along the
street toward the park; dense fog was
creeping up from the sea. already it had
settled over that part ofthe town from which
she was emerging. AS she hurried along
in advance oft. trailing her broom ever the
pavement. she might almost have passed,
particularly TO those who rambled about
unsteadly in search of their lodgings, as
the embodied spirit of the fog, SO wan her
face was, SO wildly her black hair fell about
her forehead and ears, SO unearthly she
looked in the grey morning, walking forth
in the squaler and the degradation Of her
poverty. t.h
Kit had almost persisted of the small pox
in her infancy. and her SCARED face gave
evidence of its ravages: and it bore other
traces than of the merciless sweep of dis
ease. Wounds which no more gentle hand
than that of time had healed, marked cheek
and forehead-she was young s'soldier of
fortune"-and rarely had she come from
conflicts conqueror. Yet her dark eyes,
AS she went up the silent street, had not the
look OF defeat-they seemed hopeful, tho
not confident. of victory. There was no
hiding places into which she could retreat,
no path by which she could escape. She
knew this, and had courageously gone forth
to do what her hand had to do-to beg no
more but to labor. She had been cast off
by father and mother-but this fact was not
an occasion for grief. for she and Jenny
would now share one fortune; thus it was
that Kit had risen 10 a new sense of power
and dignity, even in the hour of deserton,
had assumed the post and duty Of protec-
tor OF one more helpless than herself, and
had found for herself home and an occu-
patton!
Her sturdy figure was the first on the
park ground that morning-there all the
day I'LL the q evening. Ian, pa were lighted sb.
worked. And with good success. Until
noon the fog prevailed, and then dismal
rain set in, the best thing that could happen
TO the sweepers, and especial y to Kit. She
was active and untiring. and her manner of
retreating from the pavement into pool of
water if one CHANGED TO be near enough,
that the gentlemen might have free room to
pass, the respectful attitude in which she
waited until the passcis by were beyond
her, seldom failed to attract their notice,
and more than one turned back 10 reward
her for the clever by-play. So that when
night came she found herself SO rich that
she could afford to. buy supper for Jenny
and herself, and she set our for the alley
proud of her days labor and of the pur
chased meal--without thought Of her
drenchcd garments, and mud enveloped
feet; discomforts were trif1ss not worth a
single thought-the coppers tied in the cor
ner of her shawl and tucked away in the
bosom of her dress-were they not the earn
inss that had been voluntarily paid herr
for not once tina: day had she put forth her
hand for charity.
But not to the lodging on the stairway,
not to Jenny, did Kit return that night. Be-
fore she reached the house her steps were
arrested in the rapid progress they were
making, by crowd ofquarelling men and
women. who had taking possession of The
alley with the purpose of settling some diff
tculty which had risen among the ring
leaders III celler near by
Kit paused on the outer circle of the crowd
i; being impossible for her to proceed
But presently She found herself borne with.
in the circle of the whirlpool of passion
hghing with the rest, but only for the pre-.
servation OF the precious supper. From this
position she was presently extricated, not
by her own efforts, but by the aid of the
police. The blow she had accidcntlv re-
ceived on her forehead. was considered
substantial proof of her criminali,y in the
case. and upon examination she was SEN
tened to three months imprionme n, in the
penl,cntisry.
During her Imprisonment Kit was thrown
among desperate characters. Into even
closer connection with them than hereto
fore. for when at large she did not seek
such for companionship. She had no friends
in the alley, there were none whom she re-
garded in that light except blind Jenny
She it was. thought OF whom. thought how
different from any that had ever crossed
the path of their spiritual experiences! was
with her night and day. II was the thought
OF her that softened Kits heart. that stay
ca the angry word and oath. and bowed
her IN submission and repentance, and
reused her from stubborn despair TO cour-
age. hope, and valorous determination. II
was perhaps the best of all ordeals through