The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1861-04-04
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In that dis tinguished part of the world known
Ias Queens county, on long Island, in olden
: times, not great while after the Revolutionary
war, there lived about half way between Mus,
9aito Cove and Jericho, hard drinking, hard
sSearlng, registering gentleman by the name of
Tom Floyd He kept his hounds and his racers,
and led better SHELTER life. But his hard rid.
i1g, hard swearing, and hard drinking came TO
az end by his breaking his neck as be was fol-
lowing his hounds after fox down the Cedar
Swamp road, which leads to Mosquito Cove
IL was taken up dead but wild stories got in
ejaculation about him some said that the mo
mont he fell dead the fox sprang up bank,
spread outa huge pair Of wings, and fappod off
IL the air, and that there was print Of clio
van foot in the bank where he had disappeared
Above all, it was well attestad that this hard II
Dig gentleman still kept up his hunting habits;
and on the anniversary Of his death he swept
dawn the Cedar Swamp road in his red jockey
coat and yellow small clothes at the heels of his
! hounds and wo betide the belatcd straEgler
who feb in his way on that night, for it was
s%id that he preferred human game to al others.
| On such occasions, the farmers and their wives,
AID daughters, and sons and sons-ir, law, and
| daughters in law scampered off to bed and bur
led their heads beneath the bed clothes until
! he internal crew had passed out of hearing -
Indeed it is said that such was the haste and
confusion with which they beat their retreat, il
not unfrequently happened that the wrong per-
sens get into the wrong bed, which sometimes
! led to unpleasant con- quences. Be that as it
Hlay, it was well authenticated fact that the
tough old Squire still kept up his annual chase,
and there was but one person in the whole
country who doubted it and dared say SO. This
was man named Obed Groot, who lived on the
Cedar Swamp road in large house SUI grounded
! by rich fields and teeming barns. He was
keen, bitter fellow, with sin eye like hawks, q
nose like a rats, and mouth SO tight shut and
with the corners turned so far down that there
seemed to be some risk of their meeting under
heir chin and beheading it. He had set out in
life with determination to become rich, and
letting nothing stand in his way, and shutting
MS eyes and ears 10 every lhiug that did not
tend to that particular end, ne succeeded. To
be sure, he had NOS stopped to make many
| friends by the way, but he did not want them
Friends were always wanting something, or
| e-ang ab0ut some case OF dreadful want, or of
Pces Ea!law, ~5th hroken Ter aud
Starving family; OF in otherwor3s, always
endeavoring to ciTcumvant THERON but
ton that Kept watch over the breechcs
pocket in which lay his purse, and which button
seemed to glare out at all the world like great
eye, deiying any one to get at il.
Obed had been once married and his wife had
died many years before; whether he had starry
ed her TO death or whether she had died be-
cause her heart became frozen ter want OF any
warmth in his, it matters not; she died. and he
buried her decently though some said he had
said that ii was Il pity when she went that she
had forgotten to take with her little girl which
she had borne to him and left behind But the
child was left, and though neglected and almost
forgotten, she thriyed and as she grew older
and sat and watched him with her earnest, SOL
emn eyes, feeling almost akin to fear would
come over him. IL was observed, too, that
when he had driven a more than usually hard
! bargain, or one Ill which there had heeh a more
than usual economy of honesty, he kept out Of
her way. As time passed On, Obed grew in
years, and Esther-for so was his daughter call
ed--grew in youth and beauty, and he began to
feel kind of pride in her, and sometimes listen
ed to her words an dtO her reading from the
Good Book, for he had become man Of wealth
and note, and having secured a fair share of the
treasures Of earth,h had no objections to mas e
a small venture for those of heaven, 1t was
said that once or twice, at her request he had
opened small corner Of his heart TO an appeal
for charity. IT'S tue, his aims were rather in
Significant; and then, as if frightened at what
he had done, he buttoned his breeches rocket
tighter, and was harder than ever But still the
lee mad melted once, and there was a hope that
the time might come when there was a general
thaw
1t had been a hard year upon farmers; little
rain had fallen; their crops were cut of. and
there was general distress throughout the coun.
2 try. O5ed Groot, with his usual good fortune,
had escaped. 1t CHANGED at the time Of which
we speak that be was sitting in a room in his
house with one eye on his ledger and the Other
or the road, along which he saw a man aD
preaching. AS the man came near bis gate
i Obod raised the ledger eye also, and watched
G him with both he man paused as If hesita
n ting and then came in. If there was hesitation
III his manner at first, there was none now, fol-
his tread was firm and strong, and his single
knock at the door loud and bold.
" Come in, said 0bed.
# The stranger came in. He was large in frame
bis tread denoted strength and resolution; hi
eye was clear and frank his hair slightly streak
{ ed with silver; his features heavy and massive
5 like those Of a mastiff. He looked at Obed
!. moment, who returned his look with an eve keer
+. and watchful as that Of terrier, then nodded
70 him. GOOD morning, John Wakeman
/ n glad to see you" said he. The words wer
+ kind, the tone was cold and harsh.
suppose you know my errand sir, said tht
y man, with some embarrassment
:, 1 have not the least idea Of it, replied Obe,
g tartly. He fdgeted IS he spoke, for he kney
. it we'll
81 came to ask for time to pay my debt t
70 you. 1t has been a hard year; everything
d seems to have gone wrong
Il Obed's face grew hafd as flint, and this tin
the corners Of his mouth neatly met under hi
=. chin At last he snarled out that's the cry
/ everybody just now.
N What can l do 2 said the man.
ID IF you can't g7e me money give me- wha
re you can III take your farm; it's worth somC
,g thing, was the sharp reply.
orI But If part with it, how shall l liver?
There are plenty Of people in the world VIII
- don't own farms live as they do replied ObeC
b lIr. Groot,' said the other, my farm is bu
6 a email one, and not worth much but it Is a
a I have, and is the only home have for my vii,
o. If l were alone You should have 1t this yer
err hour; as It is, l will not see her turned out
" doors il can help it.
Just as you please replied Obed. woul
rather have the money. have more land no
y than l can use
a As he spoke, he waved his hand with SON
D. competency toward the window, which cyn
manded view of his land. The man drew
long breath as he looked over wide fields ar
d. ample barns and granaries flIedIto bursting az
- thought Of his own blighted harvest. He sal
= nothing, however looking on the floor and a
q parently bordering something in his mind.
v Well said he at length, suppose my e
n rand has been waste Of time =
be Entirely
rv The former stood for a moment,a if he won
~ have urged his plea once more but at last tur
:. ing to the door, he wishedsObed good mC5rnin
ne in quiet, civil tone, and went out. OBJ
1y watched him, and then turned to his ledger
Of i was just making out that fellows sccop
gh when he came in. It's very odd