The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1863-07-09


miles around were gathered together with
their old muskets and guns, and such weap
ons as they could get, ready to hunt the yo-
ho. Mothers sisters and wives cautioned then
dear ones again and again and again before
they started, and at last bid them goodbye
weeping, as though they were going to bat
tie. And 1 tell you, how all that long day
those courageous hunters secured wood ano
brake, and swamp and stream-how in then
search, they passed by the new house in the
clearing, where Edward Lysle was still al
work, requesting him to join the hunt, ask
ing eff he had heard that dreadful noise this
morning" To which he replied with a steady
voice and grave countenance, ''that he shoulc
be glad to help the hunt, for he heard the 20
no in the morning, and it did not seem very
far awav." No one remarked the quiet twink
ling of his brown eyes, and if they had they
would not have understood it.
He left his work and Joined them, anc
though some averred that they had heard the
Yoho rush through the forest like whirlwinc
and one was almost sure he had heard him
breathe. while another had seen his large track
in the sand by the brook, yet day closed with
out any ones seeing the veritable 4oho; all
agreed that it was best to return home, but
that every body had better secure their doors
pretty well, before trusting themselves to sleep
that night Jacob Mills, Matties brother,
urged Edward to go home with him, because
it was not very far, and Edwards home was
wearisome distance, after this tiresbme day
The proposition was gladly accepted After
the men had partaken of the bountiful sup
per provided by Matte and her mother, all
gathered closely around the wide, bright fire
place, and talked over the events Of the day;
many were the surmises and conjectures as
to where the Yoho had concealed himself, for
no one expressed doubt that they had heard
him that morning. Edward sat silent by
Matte, holding her ball of yarn, while her rosy
fingers glanced round and round the stocking
she was knitting. She, too, was silent, but
the soft color that came and went IN her dim
pied cheeks, told how well she liked to have
some one hold her ball of yarn. Edward be-
gan to think so too, as he watched her bright
face and glowing fingers. While the others
were briskly engaged with their discourse, he
suddenly leaned forward and almost whisper
ed '"The Yoho was in the house when | was
at work this morning" The color forsook
Mattie's lips and cheeks, her work dropped
to the floor and she grasped Edwards arm
convuIsively, asking family, 'tDid he hurt
you?' The brown eyes and handsome face
bent on her. only smiled triumphantly and
the lips only said, ':Mattie, you do love me. -
Confused and blushing, Matte could not deny
such broad assertion, so she only smiled and
still asked about the Yoho. Whereupon, in a
low tone, Edward related to her the morning
circumstance, and what it led to, expressing
his disbelief in all such fable beings, and fin
ally added, that che hoped his rife would
never heed such foolish stories, at which Mat
tie started and blushed again, So two hearts
were made glad by the Yoho, and in after
years, Matte often called Edward, ''Yoho, as
a kind of pet name,
We hope none who read this will be so fool
ish as to think there ever were such beings
as the ''woolen eag' and the ''Yoho" They
never existed, except in the imaginations of
timid people, as do specters, ghosts and hob
goblins to this day.
But such is the substance of the story re-
lated to us children by my father.
':And did the people betiece such things ?'
we asked.
"Of course they did, and 1 was taught to
believe them when was a child"