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

it; here was one of his foes in trouble
and his anger was quite gone. IL
this offer was returned series of shrek
i ing sobs very pitiful to hear; but tn,
/ child would not suffer itself to bore
4 moved. NJ
| sWhat must l do?' sand Al
most as much distressed~asp~tlae,-s tra,
sfchild at his feet. After moments con
II sideration, he determined to- knock a
Il the door of woman who was a shade
less uncivil to him than the rest in the
court, and to ask her advice. There was
so much noise Of talking within, ant
lsuch a clangour of bells without, that il
\ was some minutes before he could make
himself heard. At length the door was
4 opened, ohurlishly enough, by the wo.
imam of the place, who directly saw
i Nicholas, said; Are you wanting light
legain, Master Drew? other folk can
keep their fires in, if they have to leave
4 them for an hour or two
1T is not light / want; but here is
some poor body's child lying under the
gateway crying. Come and see if You
Il
know whose it is.
! Bless me! BARN out at this time,
and on such a night; it is lost maybe. =
And snatching a candle from the table,
round which sat a party of extremely
Emerry guests, she scuddled across the
lcourt, unmindful of the snow falling on
her best cap. The little creature lifted
ilas her face at the sound Of woman S
voice. Heart alive, why it is the for
rim wood-oaryer's bairnp cried Mrs.
Parkes. Job, come out here. What's
come of Louis Duelos, that Aides left
here?' The husband appeared. at the
summons, looking rather hazy and IN
tcapable, and desiring to know what it
twas all about, to which his spouse con
temptuously babe him go back to his
chimney corner fora blind owtet that
could dot see IAN inch beyond his nose;
al order which he obeyed with COM
niendable alacrity. ~ s-
You've a good fire in your room. |
see, Master Drew; with your leave I'll
carry Adie up there. Come my bonnie
Ebairn, come to me; I'll take care of you,
said Mrs. Parkes in a coaxing inotherly
wag, which had due influence over the
child; who now, sobbing violently, al
lowed herself to be lifted from the ground
and taken to the engraver's room--
Nicholas had dropped the portfolio in
his excitement, and it was not likely he
should reeollect to pick it up now. lie
followed Mrs. Parkes with the extin-
guished candle, and plunged into the
room after her, stirred up the blaze again
till * cry knob of the carved mantel and
every panel twinkled in the glow.
Here's a New Years gift for you
Master Drew! / doubt not some mis-
chance has befallen the child's father,
for Louis is not the man to let her be
staying about alone of nights, said Mrs.
Parkes rubbing the child's benumbed
limbs with rough yet kindly hands.
If an@thing has happened J viii
;sset ( s+4tlo1 ass myself replied Nieh-
Aoias.
Hush now! she is quoted bit; she'll
speak encw. Adie, BARN, where's faith
er? don't you know
The small eerie-looking creature turn
ed pair of great dark wistful eyes on
her face, and said, with a shrill gasp
| inc cry, oh, he's dead he's dead. and
fell weeping again as passionately as be-
| fore.
| ii was useless to question the child
any further then, for she was utterly
incapable of answering; and after vainly
endeavoring to elicit something further,
Mrs. Parkes gave her some bread steep
ed in milk, which she ate with aVidity,
and laid her to sleep on a rude settee,
where she presently sank in an exhaust
ed torpor.
Il wonder whether what Adie says
can be true?' observed Mrs. Parkes re,
! fectively. She is not like other BARNS
you see; she has strange flights and fan
cies for one so young, yet she can't have
fancied that. You stop by her Master
Drew, while ] go and ask them below if
they know where Louis has been work
ing yesterday and to-day. He was at
the Minister last week; | saw him go
out this noon, and at tea time Adie went
off to meet him as she always does, then
our folks came in, and wei hadn't open
ed the door after, till you Knocked. His
place is all dark: see
They were standing in the doorway;
| the wood carver's room was on the
ground floor, in an angle ofthe court OPP
posite. Mrs. Parkes now cautiously
descended thesteps;while Nicholas turn
cd back into the room, wishing that the
noisy bells would cease for once. He
came and looked at the sleeping child
very earnestly, making silent VOW to
| keep her and cherish her as his own, II
what she had said proved correct. 1t
was a pretty mobile face Oh which he
razed. delicate in feature and dusk in
complexion, rs if the mellow warmth
! of a southern sun glowed through the
tender skin. She was not like an Eng
lish child at all; the rich hue of her
brows, the black gloss of her damp loose
/ hair, were all more or less indicative OF
foreign blood.
After the lapse Of quarter Of an
hour, or rather more Mrs. Parkes re-
turned, accompanied by an an elderly
man whom Nicholas recognized as a
foreigner, and the frequent companion
of Louis Duclos. The BARN was right
he is dead; mashed a-pieces almost,
whispered the woman, lookiRgwith pity
ing awe at the little orphan.
How was it, asked the engrayer,
working his fingers nervously, and NOV
ing nearer to the settee on which Adie
lay, as if to protect hec.
He was working at a houss in The
Barbiean, and fell off scaffolding; they
took him to the hospital with the balfn
following; but before they could get him
there he died, poor fellow! When Adie
heard them say so, she ook ot'like mad,