White Cloud Kansas chief. [volume] (White Cloud, Kan.) 1857-1872, 1859-01-13

"9 oHS, just ToIuTneQ from he
drive, Lucy Ransom, what are yo,
blubbering about?, Here on the plaza
and with your aat-iron ! What is til,
matter 90 % ~
Matter enough p said Lucy. "See
I-see Mr."-But the sobs were too fire.
lquent- She became choked, and fell intc
ran hysterieal paroxysm. p
By this time Mrs. Kinloch had stepped
upon the piazza, and saw the dropping
head, the dangling arms, and the changed
face of her husband. dead dead p
she exclaimed. "My God what ha.
happened ? Mildred, who was with him:
Was the doctor sent for =? or SQUIRE
Clamp ? or Mr.. Rock? What did he
say to you, dear 90 And she tried to
lift the sobbing child, who still chung to
the stifening knees where she had so often
climbed for a kiss. p
left 90
"Calm yourself my dear child" said
Mrs. Kinloch. Tell me, did he say
anything 90
Mildred replied, He was faint, and
before could give him the cordial he
had asked for, he was almost gone. The
blacksmith he said, 's7nd for Ralph
Hardwick = then he said something of
the ebony cabinet, but could not speak
the words which were on his lips She
could say no more, but gave way to un-
comfortable tears and sobs.
By this time, Mrs Kinloch's.son, Hugh
Branning, who had been to the stable
with the horse and carriage. came whist
ling through the yard, and cutting of
weeds or twigs along the path with sharp
cuts of his whip.
(Which way is the wind now ?" said
he, as he approached :" the governor
asleep, Mildred crying. and you scolding,
mother :" In moment, however, the
sight of the ghastly face transfxed the
thoughtless youth, as it had done his
mother /; and dropping his whip, he stood
silent, awe-struck, in the presence of the
dead.
"Hugh." said Mrs. Kinlorh, speaking
in very quiet tone. go and tell Squire
Clamp to come over here"
In few minutes the dead body was
carried into the house by George, the
Asiatic servant, aided by villager who
happened to pass by. Squire Clamp, the
lawyer of the town. came and had con-
ference with Mrs. Kinloch, respecting the
funeral. Neighbors came to offer sym
pathy, and aid if need should be. Then
the house was put in order, and Grape
hung on the door handle The family
were alone with their dead.
On the village green the boys were
playing a grand game of "round- ball, >"
for it was half-hoiyday The clear, sill
very tones of the bell were heard, anil we
stopped to listen. Was it fire No,
the ring was not vehement enough. a
meeting of the church In a moment we
should know. As the bell ceased, we
looked up to the white taper spire to catch
the next sound. One stroke. 1t was a
death, then-and Of man. We listened
for the age tolled from the belfy. Fifty
five. Who hal departed ? The sexton
crossed the green on his way to the shop
to make the coffiu, and informed u.s. Our
bats and balls had lost their interest for
us we did not even ask our tallyman,
who cnt notches for MS on stick, how
the game stood. For Squire Waiter
Kinloch was the most considerable man
in our village of Innisfeld. Without
being highly educated, he was q man Of
reading and intelligence. In early life he
had amassed fortune in the China trade,
and with it he had brought back deeply
bronzed complexion, scar from the
creese of a@Ialay pirate, and the easy
manners which travel always gives to
observant and sensible men. But his
rather stately carriage produced no envy
or ill-will among his humber neighbors.
for his superiority was never questioned.
Men bowed to him with honest good will.
and boys, who had been logged at school
for confounding Congo and Coromandel,
and putting Borneo in the Blight of Benin.
made an awkward obeisance and stared
wonderingly, as they met the man who
had actually sailed round the world, and
had in his own person, illustrated the ex-
pertinent of walking with his head down
wards among the antipodes. His house
had no rival in the country round, and
his garden was considered miracle of
art, having in popular, all the fruits.
flowers, and shrubs that had been known
from the days Of Solomon to those of
LinneHs. Prodigious stories were told
Of his hoard of gold, and some of the less
enlightened thought that even the out
landish ornaments of the balustrade over
the portico were carven silver. Curious
vases adorned the hall and sldeboard
and humberless quaint trinkets, whose use
the villagers could not even imagine. gave
the richly furnished rooms an air of ORR
entail magni6cence. Tropical birds sang
or chartered in cages. and c learned but
lawless parrot talked, swore, or made
mischief, as he chose. The tawny servant,
George, brought by Kinloch from one of
the islands Of the Pacific, completed his
claims npon the admiration Of the untray-
elled.ra2 os sIs e5 rcd ssd 0ae
He was Just ready to enjoy the evening
Of life. when the night of death closed
upon him with tropic suddenness. He
left one child only, his daughter Mildred,
then Just turned of eighteen !; and as Mrs.
Kinloch had only one son to claim her
affection, the motherless girl would seem
to be well provided for. Mildred was