The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1864-07-07


perience and purchased with the avails the
farm he now occupied And was this to be
the end Augustus had always been kind
husband, but he had become stout, mat
ter of fact farmer instead of the master mind
ruling mems actions. In short, life was not
what she had pictured it.
But to come back to our tea table. Miss
Nellie is in the midst of some animated &C
count, and Blanche, unnoticed, listens with
pleasure, when determined, angry little
voice attracts everybody:
"ButI UiU have my mug two times full ~
''Nhat is it more milk that he wants
Give it to him, of course, Betty" a.#
'It's myself, MIN, that's been telling him
there is not drop
There must be all the nights milk still, y
says Mrs. Gator, mildly; Ego and get what
is necessary"
Betty, with a doubtful look and nut
tered 'tBut MINI" is turning to obey, when
Blanche, with shade of trouble coming tc
her face, speaks: ta 4'
sit is all gone. let the large pail fall,
and should have told you before tea, but
there was no time"
''Had you done so, it would have proven
leu bulS COultSIOIJ III u bOtiC3 Hl1lCiA IulhON
the culprit crimson 81 cannot understand
why you should be interfering with the SER
wants work, as | have known Of your doing
before this
Betty and Charley both knew that it was
to give Jane more time to spend with her
sick mother, that Blanche had offered to
carry in the milk but it did not occur tc
them to defend her motives-no one else did
And Blanche, almost ignoring in her unself.
ish heart the little sacrifice in hearing her
sisters bright chatter, never dreamed OF set
ting the case before them.
They were all laughing at Charley's ac-
count, with embellishments, of the ''bobbers
attack = and the finale was the actual find
ing OF purse. Go get it, quick, Blanche.
We were in such scramble to get home,
we never looked into it.
'sHurrah J" And the children crowd around
as the purse is unclasped, and many ex-
CARNATIONS greet the gittering coins that
come pouring into Blanches apron.
''How much is there with the bills Two
seven, ten--ye lamp of Aladdin! ffty-four
dollars seventy-five. ...
Fifty one corrected Blanche.
And then there is gleeful counting
again, as Blanche unfolds an old yellow pa
per-
at is Just ffty-one, =" said Mr. Gator
''But was right, too; that is, what is it
but fifty -four dollars seventy five cents, mi
nus some paltry thirteen rix dollars banco"
thirty shillings).
They smiled at the boys ingenuity in
trying to cover his mistake, and asked II
there was anything by which to discover
the owner.
''Nothing but two names, signed years
ago" and Blanche gathers up the money
and gives it to her father, who takes notes
from the paper in order to advertise it In
the morning, and gives the purse and the
time-worn paper back to Blanche. She places
them in. her little cedar box, in her room,
and when she returns the dining-room is de
serted Glad voices issue from the other
room-she is not missed. She stands idle q
few moments, half conscious of one or two
undercurrents of thought vaguely at work
within her her bruised shoulder pains her,
too, and there is her new dress wet and
wrinkled.
Open flies the kitchen door with a slam,
and Betty comes in armed with Indignation
hot water and a towel ''Such senseesS
lingering at the table; everything to be put
to rights yet and the heap Of dishes to wash
81 can help you," came i'll sweet, eager
tones; ''there | will take care of the glass
and china, you have had more to do to-day
than usual, you know"
While the swift hands are busy, the moon
comes up and sends some bright beams tc
90 with the fragrance of the flowers, i'll al
the windows. A quick sense of the beauti-
ful, which sis nothing else than the visible
form of good" stirred her. The pain would
soon go away and the wrinkles iron out.
How queeny Nellie is, and how sweet il
would be to he always doing something fol-
her Charley, too, with his bright genius
She could always 1--we and help, perhaps
Those ripe cherries, they have never thought
of them | betieve-and out she passed tt
the end of the garden, and standing on tip tot
on the fence, she managed to reach the bend
ing branches of the early cherry tree The
basket is soon filled-she knows those
branches so well that have been crimsoning
against NeIies coming. Another excursion
out among the dew-drops, and the fruit dlst
kept for company, is heaped with the rec
fouit and twined with dark myrtle leaves
and there is a double handful of cherries fo
the pacified Biddy, to spare.
At last Blanche takes the children away
to quiet for the night; but she must no
sleep herself, yet. With her mind on he
lessons. she would not allow herselfto dwell
on Fannies whispered words to Redgie tina
her mamma feared Blanche would never b
half as pretty as Nellie, nor SO smart, an(
we'll liked
eyes she will, said Redgie, stoutly, ''she'l
be lust like Cinderella, some time upon
time,
But Blanche did not hear the comforting
prophecv, for her hands were covered owe
her ears, and her head bent close to her book
/ CHAPTER SECOND.
uHeaven lies about in our infancy