The weekly hawk-eye. [volume] (Burlington, Iowa) 1858-1860, 1859-02-22

"Have you got through 7" asked the
man at the door, rapping impatiently.
"No, no." said l, as directed.
"He resumed his tramping up and
down, and went back to my patient. -
She beckoned me to come close, and
Whispered
"Save my child the living one mean.
hide her oh, hide her from him When
he demands the babe, give him The poor
little dead one-he cannot hurt that =
Aud he will not know there was another.
Oh. hide and save my child"
"Master, l was used to queer doings,
but this was little the queerest. But if
was 70 conceal that second child in order
to save it, it was necessary to stop its
month, for it was squaling like wild cat,
So TOOK q vial Of parAgoric FROM my
pocket aud gave it drop, and it went oil
to sleep like an angel. | wrapped it up
warm and lay it along with my shawl and
bonnet. in dark corner. just then the
man raped again.
'.Come in, master, said l.
mo bring me the babe he said.
IL took up the dead infant. Its moth
er kissed its brow and dropped tears upon
its little cold face and carried it to the
mau outside.
''Is it asleep" the william asked me.
'Yes, MASTER said l, as put it, well
wrapped up, in his arms, Every sound
asleep
$50 much the better" said the kuaye,
walking away.
II bolted the door and went back to
my patient With her free hand she
seized mine and pressed it to her lips,
and then held up her left hand, pointed
10 the wedding ring npon her third ting-
er.
Draw it off and keep it, she said
'ccnceal the child under your shawl, and
take her with you when you go: save heI
and your fortune shall be made "
IL declare master, | hadn't time t.
think, before l heard one Of them wretch.
es rap at the door.
"Come get ready to 60, he said.
..She also beckoncd me l fastened &c
her With eager whispers and implor
ing gestures she prayed me to take hel
ring and save her child.
"But you" said l-'who is to attend
you.'
IL do not know nor care Save her Z
The rapping continued. ran to the
corner where had left my things. pu,
ON my bonnet, made sort of sling around
ms ueck of the silk hankercher, opened
the large part Of it like a hammock and
laid the little sleeping babe there. Then
folded my big shawl around my breast
and nobody any the wiser. The rappine
Was very impatient.
81 am coming, said /.
Remember - whispered the poor
girl.
Il will" said |, and went and opened
the door. There stood t'other william
with his head covered with black Grape
dreampt of nothing but blackheaded de
mons for six months afterward.
"Are you ready Z" says he.
"Yes, your worship, says |.
"Cone along, then.
Ahu DAuuIhS aboshSA sin AoAAnSA
chief round my eyes, he led me along.
''lnstead Of my mule carriage stood
near the horse block.
"Get in says he, holding pistil to
my ears by way Of an argument
| got in. He jumped up upon the
drivers seat, aud We drove like the wind
In another direction from which we come,
in course, for there was no carriage road
there. The carriage whirled along at
such rate it made me quite giddy. A,
last il stopped again. The man ia the
mask got down and opened the door
"Where are You taking me ]! says |.
BE quiet, say. he, 'or - and witt
that he put the pistil to my cheek, order
ed me to get out, take bandage from my
eyes, and walk before him. l did SO, and
saw dimly that We were in part of the
country that l was never at before. We
were ia dark road through thick for
est On the left side Of the road, in q
clearing, stood an old house dim ligh,
was burning 10 lower window.
"Go on in there, said the william, put
ting the pistil to the back of my head
As the door stood ajar | went in to a mar
row, dark passage, the man all the while
at my back lie opened a door ON the
left side, and made me 90 into a dark
room just then the unfortunate child
that had been moving restlessly began t.
vail Well it might poor starved thing
What's that. 2 says the miscreant, un
der his breath and stopping short.
alt amt nothing, sir, says l, anC
shush-h-h' to the baby. But the poor lit
tie wretch raised squall..
"Ahai is the meaning of this?' say.
DE. Where did the child GENE from p
Why the demon don't you speak,! anc
with that he seized me again by the scarf
of the neck and shook me.
..Oh, Master for the love of HEAVIER
don't, says /, this is only poor unfort
net infant as its pariants wanted to &c
cuten the way, and hired me to take care
on And have had it wrapped up un
der my shawl all the time 'cept-when wai
10 your house, when put it to sleep il
the corner.
"Humph |. and you had that child con.
cealed under your shawl when first stop.
ped you in the woodsY
"In course, Master, says /.
"Whose is it
"Master, says |, its dead secret,
Cor haddent another lie ready.
ale broke out into a rude, scornful
laugh, ond seemed not half to believe me
ard yet not to care about questioning me
TOO closely. He made me sit down then
= the dark, and went out and turned the
key On me. wet my finger with the par
agoric and put it to the babys lips to quiet
its pains Of hunger Then heard a
whispering in the next room. Now my
eyesight never was good, but to make up
for it believe had the sharpest ears
that ever was, and | don't think anybody
could have heard that whispering but me.
! saw little glimmer Of light through the
chinks that showed me where the door
vas, and 80 creeped up to it and put my
ear to the key-hole. Still they whispered