The Kanzas news., 1857-07-25


But with force that seemed almost brutal,
he actuaIIy wrenched the teeth apart, and
opened the month
stShamel" cried one of the bystanders.
The father did not heed them, but mo-
arms He did So
Bring me the egg-basket,' he spoke,
very sternly, almost without opening his
teeth, to the servant
ssWhat do you want of it?" What can
you dowith it?a "He is crazy!" and many
such remarks followed, but the basket was
there IN q moment.
He seized one of the eggs, broke it, in
serted bis fingers again between the teeth
wrenched them apart by force though they
shut with so cenyulsiye motion as to tear
the flesh from his fngers-and poured the
albumen into the throat. There was slight
strangle, but nothing more, and the specta-
tors were horri6ed at the action.
sDonst, the child is dying!" said one.
..Please don't hurt the poor little thing
it can't lisei' the mother found voice to say,
LAYING her hand upon his arm.
| MARY, be .stilli'' he answered sternly,
while his teeth never relaxed from their
clenching, and his face was as hard as if he
we're entering a battle; land don't any of
you meddle with me-keep Off
The bystanders involuntarily obeyed, with
many harsh remarks upon his crueity-but
he did not heed them, and went on. An
other and another egg was broken, and still
there was no sign of life. Then the whole
body of bystanders broke into loud MUIR
mur, and cries of s'brutep'e sLet the child
| die IN peace,'' "He is crazy-take the child
from himi'' were heard around him.
He desisted for moment from his efforts,
and turned with ferceness which had be-
fore been altogether foreign to his nature
but no one who saw him, afterwards forgot
it. s.Foolsi'' he hissed, '.mind your own
business, and leave me to minel Take her
away, will you! Try it!'' and he went on,
l'emptying egg after egg down the apparently
lifeiess throat.
The mother could bear this no longer
Her first born was being tortured before her
eyes in Its death, and she imploringly flung
herself on her knees before her husbands S
father, who had the moment before arrived.
80, father, do stop him!' she gasped;
che viii obey you; do stop him. He is
torturing that poor dying child!'
The grandfather started forward a step to
interfere, for he, too, thought the proceed
ing an outrageous one; but he stopped and
said, "Mary, let him alone. the child will
die if he does not go on. 1t cannot do more
than die if he does, | would not say a
word to him for the world. The child is
his; let him use his pleasure"
There was silence then. In moment
more there was culver of the eye-lids, a
Io.r Of ho no
teeth lost their tension. The father seized
his child, turned her face downward and the
poison began to flow from her mouth
Again and again, as the retching ceased he
repeated the experiment-the life returning
still more and the face losing its black col
or every instant. More than twenty times
the albumen had been administered and more
than half those times followed by the expul-
sion of the poison, when the eyes opened,
the father desisted, and the little sufferer
lay just alive In his arms, exhausted, its lit
tie life terribly shattered, but SAVED!
Then-when the necessity for exertion
and determination was oyer-when the ply
sician had been summoned, and they knew
that darling little Eveleen might live, after
many weeks of a struggle between life and
death, when the relieved friends had ae-
knowledged that they had wronged him
first, when the beautiful and sorrowful wife
had blest him through her kisses and tears,
and all knew that under God only, such al
most fierce determination could have saved
the child-then the father sat down, un-
neryed, and wept like child.
Not as in Little Sister Evelyn" did the
poison do its fearful Office. Eveleen is alive
to-day, and her brown eyes are opened up
on womanhood. But there is no, hour in
my life that brings so thrilling recollec-
ton as that of the young fathers struggle
for the life of his child-N. 7. Despatch.