The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1861-08-08
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Old Love and Burglary.

About two weeks since the wife of Sacramen
to street merchant, whose residence is Stockton
st. was suddenly awakened, late in the night, By
foot steps in her bedroom, and the next momen
the light of dark lantern flooded her face, 81
near tina: she could almost feel the heat and heal
the suppressed breathing of the intruder. She
was entirely alone. Her husband had gone tt
Sacramento two days before, and the only per
son in the house beside herself was servant gir
who slept in the story beneath She compre
hended all. The house had been entered by bur
glars, who knew the absence of the husband; anC
the person who held the lantern was probably
armed and prepared to silence the first attempt
! at alarm with the stroke of knife or a billy.
Her presence of mind did not forsake her. II
doubtless requires resignation and fortitude in
a woman to witness, or listen to, without scream
| or expostulation, the ransacking of her reposito
ries of laces, and the appropriation of her jewel
ry and other valuables; but the lady very ration.
ally deemed her life of more consideration than
all the laces and diamonds in the world, and
without thinking of what the rascais would help
themselves to or what leave as worthless, she
closed her eyes and awaited the result
The light was withdrawn from her face, and
she heard the opening of drawers, the rusting
of silks, the pickings of locks, and occasional
iy low whisper of surprise or disappointment.
Then there was silence for full minute-it
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preached the bed, and the glare of the lantern
again fell on her face Through the closed lids
of heF eyes she saw the light but remained
| calm and motionless in its scrutinizing rays,
fearful that the least movement might imperil
| her life. What a moment of suspense The
| Ii ht was removed from her face, and she felt
that some one was leaning against the bed
| Still she remained motionless-now more thro'
a feeling of terror than the council of policy
Il obj otfr ynho tho, hroo ~ of& IL
burglar touched her cheek. Not until his lips
pressed her forehead did she spring up and
half shrek. "Who is in this room?'
"Hush ~ responded voice in hoarse whis-
per, while rough nand was laid on her Shout
der. Speak nothing and fear nothing" The
next moment she heard the sounds of retreat
ing footsteps and the creaking of shutter, and
then all was still again. Satisfied that she was
alone, she sprang from the bed, and touched
lighted match to the burner, sank into chair
completely Frustrated with the danger through
which she had passed Recovering, she closed
and fastened the window through which the
burglar had entered, and then looked around to
ascertain of what she had been plundered.
The drawers were ransacked and almost ev
erythng with lock to it had been opened, but
strange to say. little Or nothing was missing. =
A casket of jewelry was open on the bureau,
but the diamonds and the gold were all there,
anu Her WaLCH HunS where Sne uau placeu IL
on retiring. Beside the casket, she discovered
little roll of paper She picked it up, and
found that it enveloped hard substance, that
the hard substance was a ring, and that the
ring had been given to her many years before,
and had been i'll her possession ever since
Halt bewildered at the singular proceeding, she
was about casting the scrap of paper from her,
when her eye caught the marks of pencil up
on it. She carefully opened it and read -
"This ring which was once mine, tells me in
whose house l am 1 did not know you were
in California. You know l am an outlaw-the
world knows it, aud do not care to deny it
but fallen as am, | cannot rob you, Maria.-I
Forgive me, and God bless you. HENRY"
This explained all. She read the scroll. and
dropping upon her knees, prayed for him who
had written it. And who was 'Henry ?" Ten
years ago he loved that same Maria, when they
both lived in Brooklyn; and he would have
made her his wife-for she told him she would
be his-had be not taken to drink aud gambling,
and finally forged the name of his employer, for
which he was given home in Sing Sing
When he was worthy of her love he gave her
that ring, and she had kept it in remembrance
of what ne had been. This is the story of the
ring
On the return Of the husband from Sacramen.
to, the wife related the adventure, and then
showed him the note but he is not Jealous, nor
has he attempted to arrest the burglar.
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