The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1864-04-14
wHIPPNIG THE WRONG WOMAN
a Sketch of ChivaIry of Easl TenmcAsee

We cut the sbjoined game at cross purpo-
ses from MIR. Trowbridges new novel of
''Cudjo's Cave" A brief preface will make
4 it Ineligible When secession was FIRST in
augrated in East Tennessee, many loyal men
who had been for months privately drilling
that they might fight, if need be- in defense
of the Union, were obliged to leave their
homes and take refuge in the mountains
Among these was a Well-to- do farmer named
Stackridge a man of some influence in the
community, and one whom the Confederates
were especially anxious to arrest. By adroit
espionage they became convinced that he
held communication with his family and the
more uncrupulous among them conceived the
| chivaorous idea Of whipping Mrs. Stackridge
until she revealed the hiding place of her
| loyal mate. Wherefore not? None of them
would hesitate to whipa aslave woman who
rebeled and thewife of an incorrigible Gun
ion shrieker' could hardly expect lighter
DOOM
Near to the Stackridge farm lived Widow
| Sprowl, rabbid secessionist, whose only son
had been outlawed for some act of violence
under the old government, but was welcomed
to the service of the new, aad honored with
a commission in the confederate army He
was in command in the vicinity, and sent two
Germans Of his company, who might be re-
lied on for rigid adherence do military or
ders, to pay Mrs. Stackridge the humane Wis
il to which we have referred. Now it hap
pened that the good woman was absent
from home, having gone out to call on a
neigbor (not Mrs. SprowD and during her
absence the captains mother, intent upon
borrowing provisions from one who, under
the circumstances, would hardly refuse to
lend, knocked twice at the door, and, meet
ing no response, pulled the hospitiable ''latch-
string and entered the empty house.
''Iler first feeling was that Of resentment.
What right had Mrs Stackridge to be absent
when she came to borrow? AS she explored
the pantry and closets, however, and became
convinced that she was absolutely alone in
-provisioned farm house, her countenauce
| lighted up with smile
i can borry what | want Jest exacly as
well as if Mis- Stackridge war at home ,
thought the widow And she proceeded to
fill her basket She helped herself to pan
of meal, borrowing the pan with it. I'll
fetch home the pan, said she, when | do
the meal exposing her craggy teeth with a
grim smile. If don't before I'm afeared
Mis- StaclIridge II wait fort considerable
spell! What's in this box? coffee may
as well take box and ALL Bring back the
box when | do the coffee. Wish | could
find some tobaky somewhars-wonder whar
they keep their tobacky?
Now the excellent creature did not indulge
in these liberties without some apprehension
that Mrs. Stackridge might return suddenly
and interrupt them. Perhaps she had not
followed Mr., Stackridge to the mountains.
Perhaps she had gone to the village to buy
shoes for her children, or to call on neigh
Dor. If she should come back and ketch
me at it-why, then I'll tell her I'm only
LEST borryiu', and see what she'll dc
about it. The prop'ty of these yer derned
Union shriekers is all gwine to be confsca-
ted and | reckon l may as well take my
/ sheer when l can git it, Thar's paper O
black pepper and I'll take it jest as It's
Thar's jar of lump butter,-wishI coulC
tote jar and all!-have some of the humps
on a plate anyhow
, She had soon filled her basket, and wa,
regretting that she had not brought two, o.
a larger one, when handsome new tin pail
hanging in the pantry, caught her eye
Been wantin jest SIGH pail as that thi
long whilef' Aud she proceeded to fill tina
also. Just as she was putting the cover on
she was very much startled by hearing foot
steps at the door.