Kenosha tribune and telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1855-1855, 1855-05-17

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ever before US. But we miss the hopes
that were born with her, and we would
cherish you and your babe as we should
her and hers, had she come back ere she
had repented, as they told us and died.
| The old mans voice was hushed There
was no sound but that of sobs, save when
the babe cooed its little love song. A cry
OF agony burst from the white lips of the
stranger, as loosening the hands that held
her, she fel at the feet of those who had
been so true-a cry and then the words:
Father. mother! she did not die-she
lives-I am she-poor Lizze-your lost,
found child!
Let the curtain drop.
It's scene too holy for any but the sight
of God and angels.
Yes, said the old grandmother, it was
their long lost and as they thought, dead
Lizzie. She herself had forged the story
of her death, to secure herselfin the sin she
had learned to love. And when after years
of wretchedness and crime she became her
self-when she feltupon her breastthe touch
of pure and holylips-then she became her
self again. and felt how much, how deeply
she had sinned, and she longed to have her
nurtured as she had been. 1t was long ere
she could escape from her wicked associ-
atcs; but she at length succeeded and reach
ed, as I have told you, her fathers house.
She meant to conceal herself ill they were
asleep and then leave the babe and 60 away;
for she had no hope they would cherish her
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cold was SO intense. she dared not leave the
child, but was forced to keep it to her breast
and worn and wcaried with her long and te-
dious struggle with the drifts, at length be-
came benumbei, and could no longer still
the cries of her little one; and thus was
brought back TO love, to home, to Christ,
by the voice of the angel on her heart.
The old lady ceased her story and there
was not word spoken for a long while
Then the young maiden broke in saying
And what became of them ALP
The two aged parents lived near score
Of years, happy in the love Of their restored
child, and in the caresses and tender care
of her little one. They lie buried in the
old church yard. The gIandchild lived to
be blessing to her mother for five and
twenty years; then passed away, leaving a
little one to make good her place. Moth
erless ere it had seen the face of her who
gave it birth, it was fatherless ere the year
was out.
Another long pause.
yes, it was haunted hearth stone this.
Those aged Christians! That beautiful
young mother, and that noble father-they
haunted it; not as did ghosts Of olden times,
making it weared spot to the heart, but
with such hol y memories that the hour spent
in communion with them seems like a visit
into better land
'Hearthstones are ever haunted, but few
like this have angels for their guests.
The anniversary Of that bleak winter $
night came round. The fire burned as
brightly as befole, the room was as warm
and rosy; but the young girl kneeled now
before the fire. There WAS no lap for her
to rest her head upon-the old arm chair
was empty. The hearthstone was haunted
by another spirit-a spirit that had sinned,
suffered and been forgiven.
ERIE.-Feeafng Carpet Bag .-Meanness
occasionally meets with check that is a
lesson to all concerned, especially to the vic
tim. On the Cleveland cars day or two
since, coming to Buffalo. was stalwart man
going to New York to buy goods. He was
not what might be called a stingy or close
man, but he was one who, when there was
cent due him that swindling might deprive
him of, would sacrifice a $50 bill to save the
copper. Our friend had started from Cleve-
land without any breakfast, and when Erie
hove in sight, he gathered himself up for
a general skirmish for any and all kinds of
provisions. He had carpet bag with him,
and going into the dining-room at Erie, de-
posted that on one chair, while he took an
other by its side He was lost for about ten
minutes-perfectfly oblivious to anything,
save that he had blessed knowledge Of
something rapidly and agrOeably filling up
his 'inwards.' About this time, the land
lord came around, and stopping by our
friends chair, calculated Dollar, sir "A
dollarp responded the eating man-'a dol
lar-thoag ht you only charged so cents a
meal for one-eh!' That's true, said mean
ness, but count your carpet bag one, since
it occupies seat (The table was far from
being crowded.
Our friend expostulated but the landlord
insisted, and the dollar was reluctantly paid.
The landlord passed on. Our friend deliber-
ately arose and opening his carpet-bag full
in its wide mouth, discoursed unto it saving,
Carpet bag-itseems you re and individual
"a human individual, since you eat-at
least have paid for you, and now you mus.
at,'-upon which, he seized everything
eatable within hisreach, nuts, raisins, apples,
cakes, pies, amid the roars of the bystand-
ers, the delight of his brother passengers,
and discontinue OF the landlord, phlegma-
ically went and took his seat in the cars
He said be had provisions enough to last
him to New York, after a bountful supply
had been served out in the cars. There was
at least So worth in the bag, upon which the
landlord realized nothing in the way ofprof-
it. So much for meanness. Buff. Repub.
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WHIrEwAsH.-Peor white wash is seri-
Gus injury to wall or ceiling, and when
once on it is difficult to get it off or proper
ly cover it and produce clear white ap-
pearancc. This is the season for cleaning