The southern enterprise. [volume] (Greenville, S.C.) 1854-1870, 1856-01-03

beautiful woman--only she was pale and
wan, andher eyes were swollen. She trem,
bied fsarfully, and | could soc her bosom
heave as she tried to choke the sobs that
were bursting forth The child was girl,
and about four years old. She clung close
to her mother, and seemed frightened into a
forgetfuiness Of her cold fingers and feet.
Kate Lockland, what in Heavens name
are yeadoing out this night 2" asked Jim
Drake az 9zr 3E.tsS - So -
20, was trying TO find your own. house,
Jim Drake, for / knew you'd give me shell
ter. But got lost in the snow. I wouldn't
have cried Out in front of this place, but my
poor child did. Jim Drake, have We seen
George2 o. God have mercy on himl-
Poor, dear George! He don't know we are
freezing and starving, in our own home !
No fuel-no food-no-no-"
She stopped and burst into tears, and in
moment more George Lockland leaped to
his feet.
"Who called me3" he cried, gazing wild
ly around. n4
Kate sprang instinctively.. but ere she
reached her husband she stopped. The
man saw her, and for a while he was riveted
TO the spots Soon he gazed around upon
the scene about him, and gradually look
of intelligence relieved the utter blank of his
hitherto pale and maniac face.
"No fueii no food !" he whispered, pa
zing now upon his wife. Starving! God
have mercy l--Who was it said those
words Where am II" .r
George! Georgem cried the wife, now
rushing forward and finging her arms about
her husbsnd's neck. "Don't you know me2''
"Kate! No fire q. there's fire 2" a.ra
SAY, George Lockland," }" said jim Drake,
now starting up; "this aren't your own
home. Don't ye know where you are 2" .
Again the poor man gazed about him,
and fearful shudder conyulsed his frame,
and his hands involuntarly closed over his
eyes, knew that the truth had burst upon
him. ''.
mo fuell--No food p' he groaned.
30, sir" whispered the wife, catching
Drake conyulsiyely by the arm, take us
away from here. Do"
"But you're cold, Kate"
mo, no, no. It's only little way to your
house. y shall die here r' H'oi r,s.',rrr
"Will you go.home with me, George ~
Jim asked of the husband.
"Anywherew grasped the poor man.
10, my Godi No fuel No food Kate
Kate Are you hurt9" t,
But the wife could not speak, and as soon
as possible the fat old vilager had the Ian.
tern in readiness, and half a dozen went to
help him. ,.1
"Come," he said. sLead George one Of
you. You take Kate-you are stouter than
land I'll take the little one. This last was
spoken to The stout teamster, and lie took
the wife in his arms as though she had been
an infant. q. s.'' .s
ats only few steps," said Drake, as he
started to 60. "Fll send your lantern back
Mike Fngal." ......- 81. g.. .,.-
And with this the party left the bar-room
went to the window and saw them wad-
ing off through the deep snow, ard when
they were out Of sight turned away. The
host came out and began to explain matters
but was sick enough already, and with al
aching heart left the room.
i On the following morning came down
4 to breakfast later than usual, for'I had slept
but little through, the night. About nine
i o'clock the driverTcame in and told us the
stage would be ready in five minutes.
went into the bar-room for cigar. Jim
Drake had Just come in to bring back the
old cloak they had wrapped around the
child tho night before. ~ -
/ "Whatll ye have this mornin', Jim 7"
heard the landlord ask, as he set out a tum-
bier.
i Nothing" returned the fat man, emphat-
lically. am done, Mike Fingal. Pm done
with that stuff. I'll drink no more Of it. ]
woldn't have come now, only poor Lecklsnd
was up. and his sweet little wife was hang.
ing about his neck. They was cyrin' so that
I couldn't stand it, and had to clear out
i o, it's dreadful, Mike Fingal. You don't
know what them poor things have suffered
But they shan't 'thave my example any more" ."
| "An ready !" shouted the driver. And
was forced to leave. The wind had gone
down the air was sharp and brscing, and
slowly we wallowed away from the village.
u Preached Buffalo two days later than
had expected when set out and having
transacted my business there, / went on tc
the Mississippi, and so on down to New Or
j leans. Four years afterwards had occasion
u to travel that same road again, and stopped
in that same village to take dinner. In,
bar was still open, but Michael Fingal hst
gone away. walked out after dinner, -ant
soon came across neatly painted office
, ,,yar f1a donr of Which r.ad U(tpopo,