The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1862-12-25
Blue Yarn Stockings.

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quaintance. touching, as ne spoke, small bun
die resting on Miss. Katie's arm cows 5-s
ii Guess. A smile, sweet but erous, wen
/ ripping for instant about her lips, and ther
> faded off Her calm eyes, clear and strong
looked sreadily into her companions face
They had met, casually, and = ere standing OF
the street, a5 r.. 1910 ,.iE't..=
Vi Zephyr. And he pushed his fingers inte
the bundle.
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u give it up IL ,...... .......f. .......fI..4
Blue yarn!
/ Whata. There was lifting of the eye
bruws and a halt amused expression about the
young mans mouth.
Blue. yarn and knitting = Katie's
J voica Ras finn. She did GOT shrink from The
covert satire that lurked in his tone and mah>
ner..5 ~ asa. {.Uo t'' E. e
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! Yes ~ i--'i t''
i They gazed STEADILY at, each other for some
moments. aad then the young man gave way
to brief fit of laughter. @ .r -...r
Blue yarn and knittng>needles Soldiers
stockings of course
| OF course There were no smiles on Ka
! ties face, no playful light in her eyes, but a
deepening shadow. The levity shown by her
| mind in which she happened to be, that it hurt
instead of amused her-hurt, because she was
more than &c mmon acquaintance.
/ From the beginning of our troubles Katie
Maxwell's heart had been in them. Her father
was a man Of The true stamp loyal to his
couutry, clear seeing, in regard to the issues at
stake. brave and self>sacrticing. He had dis
pensed literally of his means in the outfit of
men for the wal and more than this, had Civ
en- two sons, yet of tender age, 10 til defense
OF his country. Katie was living, therefore, in
q a uerv otmnsnhara IF Manhattan Sha drank
with every breath the spirit of patriotism
and self sacrifice. What can do was the
question ottenest OH her lips and when the
call came for our women to supply stockings
for the soldiers in time for the approaching
winter campaign. she was among the first of
those who responded. 1t was only on she NOR
ming of this day that the Quartermaster GEN
erals appeal had gone FORTH and already she
had supplied herself with yarn and knitting.
needles.
i didn't believe you were such little -
The young man had uttered so much of his o.
ply to Katie,s OF course when she lifted her
head with sudden impulse and said, almost
sternly
Take care, George
Take care OF whats? He affsc ted to be
still amused.
Take care how you trihe with things that
should be held out of the region of traing.
Soldiers blue yarn stockings, for icstance!
Ha hal I'D
Laugh if you will, but bear in mind one
thing
what =
That am in no laughing mood Her clear
strong eyes rested firmly on his with something
of ,ehuke IN heir expression I'll
'Tug. tut Ka,ie, don't look at mo so serious.
ly. But indeed l can't help laughing. You
knitting blue yarn stockings! Well it is fun
n.y.
Good morning, George She was turning
away. -41
Good morning, Katie was answered hight
ly, I'll cali around this evening to see how the
stockings are coming on. n
When Katie Maxwell left home an hour be-
fore, her step was light and her countenance
glowing with lha hearts enthusiasm, Bat she
walked slowly, now with her eyes cast down.
and a veil of unqaiet -thenght sL"do~iog her
countenance This interview with one in
whom her heart was deeply interested had ruff
fed the surface other smoothly gliding thought.
The cause of her country ard the needs of those
who were offering their lives in lis defense,
were things 81 full Of sober reality in her re-
gard, that the light words of George Mason had
Jared Ter feelings, aud not Only Jared them but
awakened doubts and questonings.
Kate Maxwell sat down alone in her own room
with hands crossed on her lap ard Dyes fixed
IL.
bundla of yarn upon the bed, and laid aside
her bonnet AID cloak Now she wa loohing
certain new questions which had come up right
in the face. Was there in the heart of George
Mason a true loyalty TO the country That
was one of the Questions. Ii had never pre-
sened itself in distinct form until now. tie
WAS III good health strong, and Of manly PRES
ence. No impei alive cause held him at home
During tbs summer, he had visited Niagara IA
l., 6. I hp
White Mountains, and, in general way, man
aged to take good deal OF pleasure to him
self. The state of the times never seemed to
trouble him. Il would al. come out right IN
the end, he did not hesitate to affirm; but not
a hand did he .ifi in the defense of his country
nyt sacrifice did he make for her safety. Aud
yet he criticised sharply official acts and army
movements, sneered at Generals, and condemn
ed as weak and venia, patriotic men IN high
places who were giving not only their noblest
Efforts but their very lives to the cause All
his yet were his hands held back from the
work.
Occasionally these things had pressed them>
selves upon Katie's mind but she had put them
aside as uuweicome. Now they were before
her in stern relief He is not against this
country. He is not a traitor 2 He is sound in
principle Such were the thought answer CIV
en- to the accusing thoughts chat shaped them~
If for his country, why, in this time of peril
does he sit with folded hands 7? was replied.
Is he afraid to look danger in the face to en-
dure sufferings? If he loved his country he
would, self forgetting spring to her defense as
hundreds of thousands of true hearted men are
doing
Moved by this strong utterance Katie arose
and stood with her light form drawn to its
erectness. her hands clenched and hec eye tall
flashing.
And, not enough that h e holds off like a
coward or an ease-loving imbecile; he must
assail with covert sneers the acts OF those who
would minister 10 the wants of those whose
brave acts shame him? Loyal to his country
Is that loyalty I? Do such things help or harm?
Do such friends hurt or hinder? By their fruits
we shall know them Where are his fruits
| Kate sioodfor little while quivering with ex
element. Then, sitting down, she crou0hed as
one whose thoughts were pressing back upon
the mind like heavy burdens. There was a
dull sense of pain at her heart George Ma
-on had bern dear TO her. But the shadow Of
a cloud mad fallen upon the beauty of her idol.
| Is had been gathering like thin, a!mosS view
! less vapor for some time past, and now, com.
pacing itself almost in an Instant, IL was dark
! enough to hide the sunlight. @
i Gradually the bravo true hearted giGl-for
she was brave true hearted girl-rose into
the sereuer atmosphere from which she had fall
len The pain left her heart though press
sure of weight lay still on her bosom. The
smile that played about her lip as she joined
the family ci9cle' not long afterward, was more
fleeing nan usual: but no one marked the
soberer cast of her counteDance as it died away
Her skein of blue yarn was speedily wound in
to bail, the requisite number of'stitches cast
on TO needles, and then away went her fingers
7 not buster than her thoughts. i"
whats the matter Katoi Thu nnuSIIDl
lence of her daughter had attracted Mrs Max
wells attention. and she had been unnoticed
by Katie, examining her face. The maiden
started at the question, and colored just little
as she giauced up at her mother. 1855
! You look sobsr' s1
| Dol? And she forced herself 10 smile
! Yes
| .p-h,-n.I 90 I'm &C. ana