Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-02-17
THE HIDDEN HAND
BY EMMA D n. SOUTHWORTH,
AUTHOR OF " THE BRIDE OF AN EVENING" THE DESERT
ED WIFE, ETC. ETC, ETC.
TCoNTINUED.

Have you got through p asked the
man at the door rapping Immediately.
mo no. said |, as directed.
ale resumed his tramping up and down
and | went back to my patient. She
beckoned me to come close, and wisper,
ed.
- Save my child! the living one I
mean hide her oh, hide her from him F!
When he demands the babe, give him the
poor little dead one-hc cannot hurt that
And he will not know there was anoth
err. GA! hide and save my child
Master, | was used to queer doings,
but this ives little the queerest. But
if | was to conceal that second child in
order to save it, it was necessary to stop
its mouth, for it was soualling like wild
cat. So | took vial of paragoric from
my pocket and gave it drop, and it
went off to sleep like an angel. | wrap
ed it up warm and lay it along with my
shawl and bonnet in dark corner. Just
then the man wrapped again.
90 Come in, mas err said [.
as No, bring me the babe he said.
81 took up the dead infant. Its mother
kissed t. brow and dropped tears upon
its little cold face and carried it to
the man outside.
90 Is it asleep the william asked me.
60 Yes, MASTER said |, as put it, well
wrapped up, in bis arms, very sound a
.lecp.'> s-.~
80 much the better said the knave,
walking away.
~ bolted the door and went back to
my patient. With her free hand she sci.
zed mine and pressed it to her lips, and
then held up her left hand, pointed to the
welding ring upon her third finger.
So Draw it off and keep it, she said;
conceal the child under your shawl, and
take her with you when you go save her
aad your fortune shall be made
Il ec'air, master, | hadn't time to
think, before heard one of them wretch
es rap at the door.
60 Come get ready to go, he said.
She also beckoned me. FASTENED
to hear. With eager wispers and implor.
ing gestures she prayed me to take her
ring and save her child.
- But you, said I--'who is to attend
your
~ do not know nor carel Save her /
"The rapping continued. Iran to the
corner where L had left my things.
put on my bonnet, made sort of sling
around my neck of the silk handkerchief
opened the large part of it like hammoc
and laid the lit, sl.eping babe t e.
Then | folded my big shawl around my
biest and nobody any the wiser. The
rapping was very impatient.
g am coming, said L.
"' Remember 2 whispered the poor girl
-. will said, and went and opened
the door.
There stood t'other william with his
head covered with black Grape. l dreamt
of nothin but black headed demons for six
months afterwards.
So Are you ready 2 says he.
90 Yes, your worship, says |.
g" Come along them
| And binding another silk handker
chief round my eyes, he lead me along.
Instead of my mule carriage stoot
near the horse block.
"'Get in says he, holding the pistl
to my ears by way of an argument.
got in. He jumped up upon the dri
ver's seat, and we drove like the wind
In another direction from which we come
| in corse, for there was no carriage roa,
there. The carriage whirled along a
such a rate it made me quite giddy. A
last it stopped again. The man in tn
mash got down and opened the door.
"' Where are you takin me 2 says |.
IS Be quiet says be. 'or--and wit
thathe pat the pistll to my cheek, ordete