Kenosha tribune & telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1856-1859, 1857-12-17

your life with it,
How long it was from the passing of
the vision TO the entrance of Martha he
could never tell; it might have been five
minutes, and it might have been a night
time: but he was himself again the mo-
ment the woman spoke.
Ny mistress has asked for you, sir"
she said briefly; not syllable of warning
o. congratulation. a
Even at that moment suspicion had
time to enter his :ss.:ind. "That woman
has found the glove, and she is watching
me-" he thought; but he passed her
with an air of over-acted carelessness,
and went to Adde'S ROOM Mrs. Parkes
made spasmodic effort to utter the prop
or fluctuations, and failed with a chok-
ing sob. He did not heed her, but look
ed in between the closed curtains of the
bed, to meet a wan, wistful smile on
Aides face.
so, Laurence,l am SO happy, because
of the boy" she whispered, as he bent
over her. ''Look at him; they say he is
like me )" and her eyes lighted up with
the fun of the idea, that such a queer
little mortal could resemble anything
but a bundle Of soft muslin and fine fan
mel, with dolls feeble face. Laurence
bid his feelings under an appearance of
eXuberaut joy. He could not be really
glad for the boy was born under his
curse, and he remembered at the monet
those terrible words: al will visit the
sins of the father upon the children. -
He was in haste for once to leave her,
and steal back to his haunted solitude !;
and perhaps Adie was glad that he sho'd
go; for she wanted to have her baby to
herself, to think about it, to whisper to
it, and to pray for it.
1t was not long before the young mo-
Their was about again; Frightening the
dim old rooms with her cheerful face
Laurence liked TO hear her grooming
nursery-songs with the child in her lap,
to see her play with it on>the floor, or
dance with it in her arms. But when
she had 'soothed it to sleep on her bosom,
and laid it down in its cradle, he fancied
that his skeleton kept watch by it, and
Swallowed the boys face with his dead
ly wings he was never easy until she
took it again to her heart, for he thought
it safer there, as well he might, IN the
sanctuary Of pure mothers love. 1T
was not strong; and by and by there
came a look of angel beauty on the tiny
features-a soft radiance, as if a smile
from Heaven had shone upon them, and
left His trace and mark that the great
Reaper might know it when he came
that way. Adie had her thoughts and
fears, but she kept them secret in her
own mind, and tended the child with a
reverent and most tender watchfulAess.
She liked to}deck it gaily, and to work
for it; she made advance garments of
ingenious device, as if she were thus
pledging him to stay with her; and all
the while that he seemed to be away,
her prayer to God was that she might
keep him.
Meantime winter advanced. In the |
Minister Yard the poplars were despoil- |
ed of their foliage, and in the bishops |
garden lay the dead leaves whirled into
sodden heaps, while the trees looked
black and naked against the walls. The
first day that snow fell was notable one
to Adie. 1t was early in December,
and the merry shouts of children down
in the Court called her from the fireside
to see the broad white fakes tluttering
earthward The little child stretched
his hands upwards aud laughed the
sound did her heart good to hear. She
danced him on her hand, and prattled
to him gleefully, until their rather noisy
mirth caused Laurence to lift his eyes
from his work to watch them. The two
were so much occupied with each other
that he enlisted none Of their attention;
and with a half sigh he arose and went
across the room to the hearth.
Standing before the fire, thoughtful
and moody, the same trancelike feeling
came over him as he had experienced on
the night of his child's birth, and again
the vision of the murder and the lost
glove enacted itself before his fancy
His face grew absolutely livid, and his
eyes opened with wild ,affrighted stare
At this instant Adie turned round and
caught his awful expression; she had
time to decipher it, indeed, for SO start
led was she, that for moment she new
er spoke, and Laurence did not know
himself observed.
60, Laurence, Laurence, what is it?"
she exclaimed at last, going to where he
stood "Why do you look so; you seem
quite affrighted." He tried to laugh, !
but it was ghastly effort. lie said it
was a spasm Of pain at his heart, but
that it would soon pass.
Laurence, let us leave this place,
she said looking all round the room; ''it
is not good for us to be here. | feel as
if it were haunted with something worse
than the footsteps. Baby does not thrive
and you often appear i'll, and | shudder
to be left alone. | am satisfied now, for
am sure dear old Grizzie would not
like us TO stay if he knew how we suf-
fer. Shall we go back to that pretty
cottage by the seaside? 1t was very
happy being there, Laurence"
$50 it was, Adie You might be hap |
Ply any where, with your good, simple,
loving heart; but not so can /; | must
have more life and stir; my thoughts
stagnate often till they breed frightful
fancies. Let us goto London"
$50 be it. After baby is chriStened
we will 90. st. Barbe and kind old Mrs. |
Parkes would be disappointed if We
went before And thus it was finally
agreed upon.
To be Concluded ~ect reel.
Low RATES FOR MoSEY.-The y. \.
Evening Post of Monday SAYS
Money on call is very abundant, and
large quantities can be had on railroad
securities at car per cent, and on state
stock at 4a5 per cent. The banks are
discouQting literally, but exercise great
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