The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1861-04-04
NO. A3.

The mans eyes flashed at the last words; the
red boodhashed out in his cheeks and he took 8
step forwards as he did so, he felt touch or
his arm. 1t was but slight pressure of hi;
wife's fingers, and even in his anger he turned
to acknowledge tile anxious yet atfectionatt
glance which was fixed on him,
DO not fear Mary, said he, these things arr
| hard to bear. and forgot myself for moment
but it's over now. Let him say his say, II
| hear it,
Obed turned sharply on the woman. AS tt
YOU sad he tartly, Il must and will say
| The farmer laid his hand heavily on his
shoulder, and looked into his face.
Say nothing that may in any way reflect or
her. She's a hard working loving woman. She
bears her heavy lot without repining. The lit
tie sunshine which God sends into this house
comes from her. Say nothing of her, for un
less your looks belle you, you will say what
viii not bear. To me she is all that Is let
OF fortune OF friends, and next to God honor
her.
There was a grave sternness in the tone anc
manner of the farmer as he spoke, and a kind
ling OF the steady eye which warned Obed that
be was treading on dangerous ground:
AS to your wife, | have no fault to find with
her. replied he, she owes me nothing; new
er deal with women, neger-neYer !!
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manner, And now, as you have said what
you came for, and have given you my answer
it Is useless to speak further about the matter
The night is a rough one, will you stay here un
Ill the storm abates?'
Stay here screamed Obed, fairly excited
beyond his patience by the sturdy ealmness o.
his debtor ]hot minute as he spoke he made
fer the door.
Think again, said the farmer, the night Is
dreadful, and there is wild work going on with
out
IN go, though the devil himself were IN my
PATH AS he spoke he pushed past the farmer,
and opening the door, dashed out into the dark
ness He was absent but a minnie when be
returned. The farmer was still standing where
he had left him.
John Wakeman, said he slowly and in a
tone Of concentrated wrath, you've braved me
this night. Now, mark my words, I'll hunt
you down
The farmer eyed him calmly, and then rails
ing his hand slowly, pointed upward, but said
not word.
I suppose that means providence again,
said Obed with snarl Whenever a man
loses money, igs always himself Wen see
what that same Providence will do for You
when yousget me after you
Again he lett the house, but as he did SO he
turned and looked back. This man stood with
the same unmoyed expression, and his finger
still pointed 10 heaven.
Let him point growled he III 1 do not
teach hum 10 pay his debts, may---' lie did
not finish the sentence, for he had reached
the shed under which he had tied his horse. He
led him out and batting with the wind and
rain, cuntriyed to mount him and turned his
head homeward
The man was right, it was q wild night, The
wind swept down the valley in long gusts. The
trees cracked groaned, and the lightning
flashed across the road. The sky was inlzy
black, and his horse splashed heavily through
the mud and water which deluged the road
Obed's venom was too much aroused and bis
bosom to full of vindictiYe plans, for him to
heed the turmoil around him Let him point
to heaven, muLtere he, wen see what It will do
for him. IF / don't hunt hun down, may l
-' again he paused, fol lis ear caught .
sound which came sweeping down The valley,
minging strangely with ths wailiug Of the
storm. Pepper, TOO, grew TcstiFe, aud made
one on two strong efforts to dash off.
Dogs cur on such a ,aglt this, .2o-tered
he. 'Wh0se can they he z
For moment his heart stood still, and then
a strange dres d came over hun, tor herecollect-
ed the last words of his ne gro Sam and associa-
ted them in his mind with the noise which were
borne along On the wind. But Obed was not a
man to ylcld 10 ldIG fanCieS. Ills lie mad been
hard and practical and with q feeling almost
of contempt at himself, he again turned his
horse homeward But Pepper had grown so
FESTIVE that he could scarcely hold him,snd he
seemed half wild with terror. His pace was
quckened to a gallop. His rider, however, was
able to govern him, until the sams wild cry
again came ringing in his ears and closd at
hand Obed glanced behind him. As he did
so a bright fash Of lightning Hickered through
the darkness and showed pack of hounds
coming down upon him, with .lolIing tongues
and fiery eyes; and he also recognized the red
coat and buckskin small cloths OF Tom Floyd,
Instantly prayer rose to his lips; but at the
some moment his last words to John Wakemau
flashed through his mind and choked it in his
throat.
Il was no moment for hesitation. He gave
rens TO his horse and dashed off at a furious
speed. He assaulted the sides Of Pepper with
shower Of blows and drove his heels into his
ribs For moment he thought he was ga lining
upon his pursuers, but it was only . turn in
the road which had shut out their cry. The
next moment, nearer than before, the deep bay
ing Of the hounds, and loud above all the cry OF
the goblin horsaman, Hunt the miser down.
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