Kenosha tribune & telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1856-1859, 1857-05-21

1eS, out L m so tired, Lucy. Ii only laQ
big piece of bread and butter.
We'll, I'll try and get you some there. 1t dom
seem like begging to ask for it in the country.
i A few moments later, she opened the broad
back gate land went up to the kitchen door. Far
mer Keeps housekeeper-an old woman with
yellow white cap, and check apron tied over hel
linsey- woolsey skirt, answered her knock
DO you want any help, or do you know any.
body round here that does 2 timidy asked the
girl.
The old lady peered at her with her dim eyes
i No. said She There amt but four on us-Far-
mer Keep and the two hired men and me. It's
harvest time just now, though. and reckon
you'll find place up in the village.
Thank you. Benny here, my little brother,
since ten o'clock. Can you let us come in and
rest awhile?'
] 'Sartin, you can
The sight of the little girl touched the heart
/ OF the old woman, and then they went into the
old fashioned kitchen, and sat down in the flag
bettemed chairs while, with glowing cheek,
the girl cast about in her mind for the best man
ner In which to present her petition for food.
Before she had decided the master of the house
suddenly entered the kitchen, for it was nearly
dinner time. He was large, muscular, broad
chested, sun-burnt man. with hard gloomy ex-
preston on his face, where sixty years were be-
ginning to write their history. He stood still with
surprise, gazing on the new occupants of the
kitchen; and the boy drew clese to his sister,
and the girl threw up timid frightened glance
into the gloomy face,
You don't know of nobody round here that
wants little help, do ye, farmer7' asked the old
woman. Here's girl wants a place, and as
she's walked from the depot, l told her she might
come in and rest bit before she went up into
| the village to try her luck
No. shortly answered the farmer Dinner
ready = and the rich man turned away, without
one gentle word or kindly look for the homeless
children whom God had brought to his door.
Lucy, Lucy, don't stay here; I'm afraid and
the little boys lip curled and quivered as he
turned his face from the farmers.
Lucy! Lucy! How those little trembling
tones went down, down, down, into the mans
hard heart How the dead days of his youth
burst out of their graves, and rushed through
his memory at that low br oxen Lucy LUCY =
| He turned and looked at the girl, not sourly
as before, but with a kind of eager, questioning
interest.
What is your name7'
Lucy Wheeler sir.
He staggered back and caught hold of the
nearest chair. And what was your mothers p
Lucy Reid. She used to live in Meadow
Brook, and so came here to get work, for she
told me to before she died.
| At that moment the angels looked down. and
saw the seed that had lain for two score years
| in the heart OF Justin Keep spring up, and the
fo,cer JtossOmed in the citdermess!
| He strobe across the kitchen to the bewidered
| girl. He brushed back her bonnet and turned
her face to the light. He could not be mistaken
1t was the one framed and hung up in the dark
ened room of his soul. The blue eye of his Luz
| cy looked once more in his own. At that mo-
ment the little boy pushed up between them, and
gazed up wistfully into the mans face Farmer
| Keep sat down and took the child on his knee.
| He tried to.speak, but instead great sobs came,
| and heaved his strong chest. The trio in the
| kitchen gazed on him i'll mute establishment
Lucy's children! Lucy's children! he muir
| INJURED at last, in voice whose tenderness was
like that of mother. God has sent you to me-
For her sake this shall be your home: for her
sake will be a father to you"
| Five years afterwards Cora wrote to met
We are having fine times now, dear cousin Jen-
ME, and mama wants to know if you do not need
| to renew your rosy cheeks among the dews of
Meadow Brook. Uncle Charlie is with us this
| summer, and If you were here also, my pleasure
would be complete
! Lucy Wheeler-you remember her-has the
| place Ill my heart next to yours Her DISPOSE
ton is as lovely as her face, and that is saying a
! great deal, for its rare, sweet beauty does one
good to behold it. Farmer Keep seems to rOrship
her and Benny. He lis a changed man now, and
he goes to church regular as the Sabbath He
has spared no pains or expense in Lucy's ed
ucatiOn, and she will be most accomplished
woman.-She is here very often, and have sus-
picions that Uncle CharlIe--m' impOrte, l will
not trust this to pen and paper.
| But O, Jennie, what lesson has all this
taught me! Now it has deepened may faith in
God and in humanity
| Now when my heart yearns over the wretch
ed, the SHINING the outeast, l remember always
THERE IS A FLOWER IN THE WILDFRNESS!'