Kenosha tribune & telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1856-1859, 1857-11-12


exclusively for one order of minds. Are
not the suffrages of the multitude a,
neutrality-suspicious. by the many who
! teeI as worthy as appreciation by the few
| who judge.
i The snow still continued 10 fall; it was
drifledupinto greatwhite pillows agains
the buttres at the north side of the Minis
tel, and lay thick onevery ledge and arch
and moulding, bringing ont the boar,
darkness of the stone in strong relief
| Nicholas had no ewes for il on this morn
ing as he tramped through the vet un,
trodden covering OF the gardens. in hi
tartan and round hat. 1t was still too
early for the children to be about. or ii
is greatly to be feared that his odd fut
terlng garments would have been made
the mark of many well-aimed snow
| ball. He reached the lannon's housc
unmolested, therefore, and gave a faint
phil at the bell After the lapse of few
minutes n forid butler looked out of n
side window, and seeing who stood there
asked sharply what Nicholas wanted :;
and being told tha' he wished to speak
to Canon Paget, replied that that gentle
man was out of town, and would not re-
turn for a week This was a totally I'M
looked for disappointment for some min
utes after the red face had disappeared
| from the window Nicholas remained
standing under the portico, considering
with himself what he should do next
III go down into the Barbican, he said
at length, slowly descending the steps.
Yes, | will; Marsh has wanted these
etchlngs long while; he won't give
much, but then | must have sOntethi3.g.
What does it matterto me whether they
4 hang in his parlor or lie shut in Canton
Paget's folio? Nicholas Drew, you have
been tastidious, proud old fool. This
LITTLE nesting that has fallen on your
door-stone must teach you to mend your
ways; il is high time you did, I'm sure
Exhorting himself inwardly, the old
man turned down College Lane into Fri
argate; and avoiding the temptation to
run in and see that Adiehad otevapora-
ted, Or changed into anything of a less
satisfactory nature, he went direct to the
! shop in the Barbican whieh-he had visit
ed the night before Marsh was there,
scolding his apprentice, and in state of
post-vinous excitement. He burst into
a coarse laugh as poor Drew appeared,
and came forward TO the counter.
Are YOU so sharp set as this, Master
NicholaS?" cried he 'Bless you, man,
! can t give your price for the plate, and
l won't. Who is to buy if | DO, eh?"
81 have not come about that now; /
have bro't set of the Minister etchings
there are fifteen, replied the engraver
| calmly. "You have covetd them often,
Marsh, when / was not disposed to sell;
what will you give me for them now?"
wv hat I've offered ten times before
half acrown apiece" replied Tia" print
seller.
Make it two guineas, said Nicholas.
| Marsh smiled with rather surprised
air; and well he might, for the eng ayers
previous demand was five cGiueas.
I'VE won't split for matter Of a few
shillings; the thing done, he answered,
and then counted the money out ON the
counter Mt once, lest Nicholas should re-
pent his hasty bargain. Enrolling the
etchings he continued to eve them for
some minutes with genuine apprecia-
ton of their merits, and then said with
JUNCTION; 4 will say this for you, Nicholas
Drew, these etchings will fetch when
you and | are underground, there is not
such hand as youIs in Europea at a goth
ic building. 1t isn't only the form and
shape and richness you catch, or the
light and shadow either; but tits the very
spirit of the place, and your own genius
you put into your pictures. You might
have been the original designer Of the
old Minister; the love Of it seems bred
into your bones
1T is, it is, Hayn't lived in the shadow
of it from lad 2 cried Nicholas. warm
ed by Marsh's words into betraying his
enthusiasm.
'Ay, that's it, habit will tell. Come in
and have a glass this cold morning.
suggested the printseler
Nicholas excused himself, and started
homewards When halfway there, he re-
membered what he had been babe to do;
and turning into a shop, he purchased
some black stuff and little hood for Adie;
4 then, with the parcel under his arm, he
stopped at st. Barbe's.
! The Frcnchman was q clockmaker, liv-
ing near the Minister gates. Being busy
when Nicholas entered hehad not time to
talk; but he gave him to understand in
/ few words that he would not be inter
fered with in any arrangements that he
{ might wish to make for either father or
child. ST. Barbe washed his hands Of it
entirely, good Master Drew was man
Of eyangelic kindness; he would leave all
to him-all. lie was poor man him
self, and could not be charged with any
but his own household; he had hard work
to support them often, and more to the
same effect. This was conclusive.
81 shall not trouble hsn again; the
child is mine," said Nicholas audibly as
he tramped away to the hospital, to make
| final arrangtmen for the funeral of the
poor wood-carver. lie had not done so
much business for years as he did that
morning; all Friargate was astonished to
see the tartanin action so early, and mar
yelled greatly what could have excited
him 10 such unusual exertions.
When he reached Nevis Court, the
children were all out makingasnow-man;
at the sight of them the old engrayer felt
quite cold THRILL run through his veins.
He had forgotten them in his excitemcn,
until he came suddenly on the rosy shou-
/ ing troop.
"IIcre's old Nick; lets pclt him; let 5
pelt him" screamed an aud2cious urchin
At the top Of his voice. IIalf-a-score
of shrill, youthful pipes took up the cry