The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1864-02-25

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Get up" he said to her, shaking he
arm
Let me alone will yez ?" she cried. hal
asleep
Get up ? he said sternly taking her ii
his arms; and putting her in sitting pos
ture.
'-Arrah, bad luc1'-She stopped, he
eyes opened There was the corpse at he
feet, and the circle round it in silence. Sh
burst into loud cry, rocking herself to anl
fro
eve found him in a big hole near on
house" said young Worroll as he turned
away.
CHAPTER II.
There they were: the father with his arm.
folded, leaning against the wall, near The
fire place, looking with a stare of vacancy
on the face of his dead child the mother, still
sitting on the bed whining and rocking her
self, with her head on her knee, the two young
children kneeling on the straw at the fool
of the bed looking at the corpse, the eldest
son leaning against the door sill, with his
hand in his pocket, looking out listlessIy Oh
the beautiful mornings and Grace knet be-
side the body She 10 longer cried aloud,
! but the tears rolled silently down her cheeks.
tile laroo drons one after another nonred from,
her ewes she took one hand in hers and
oazed at tbe LITTLE male far, before her, and
ff6en from fine TO lime she mt her ot,e1
hand ON his breast or raised tbe closed a,,e-
I'D and then moved o1icl-lv ava &c ono
| dnIi cold evo met her vie,vS- that 9[.a tIat
used TO smile So LOVINGLY on Lnr Or She
wouId. omen his jips: whatever LITTLE red was
in them once ouitc hlanched away and then
another passionate burst of inward Grief os
she l,ise61 aoain and aoai, tbot daap month
never moro 10 nr,ss +, * i, a,so,o, A. Lsf
tbe morbnr locked m
..yVho+,e tba ,rirl v,hin;,, for %, eha osl-od
baysbIv ..1;Ii that hrino liz, hocI, A..
rab VIA la HE frs otIf she clnt;,u,ed
looking ronod az tbe hearth nC.o ,ione5
Grace, and oct some lzindlin' over TO Nirir2
Bvrnes, sure we can't stav here in tie
cowId'
a stitled sob escaped the child she ap-
peared as if she heard not.
''WiII We go p said her mother aoaiII.im-
peratiyelV, sGod knows the little yar1nint.
IS no loss am 7how
Grace with a scream Of aoonv threw her
self on the BODY.
s.Ah. woman the poor oorsoons zone, LET
him lie in pace"
The woman commenced an angry reioin
der, but changed it into her former Whine.
az a step was heard approaching the door,
and stout respectable looking man, follow
ed bv Young Worrell, passed 1be bow at the
door and entered the hoyeI.
ooh 1T;stlar yVorraII RI;etbar v1orrolI
Nistber VorroIIr,, screamed tha ,yoman
ROCKING herself on the bed-o0cb INV moor
nov an he's GONE from, ms nv fair haired
little child! 8 wbat'll do? wbat'u do!
I COX at him Misther Worrell. the little dar
lint An he out Iookin' for bit to ate.
the cratur, and niver came near us, an we
wonderin, what was lseepin' him An then
drowned in bog hole O. wirra-I
sfhure, what'Il became of me al all all
iii 81
rrha .,,os of +ba o.oo1 mon addressed ,,-ara
FIN Of tears as he furIad IN tha father and
said
aKannedv. I'm very sorry for Won. MS
sad accident Int sure It's ibe + ord's wilt
Mrs Kennedy don't take on se,-be resio,,,ed
10 tho will Of nrovidenca # was moor end
for the little fellow. And Grace, dear. Won
have lost your conpanion Send her m
Mrs Kennedy in the course of tba dav to
INV wife dare saw she has so,netliTy for
You"
s,Thankee sirn said the woman ..1dav
the Lord Of heaven hour . blessin' on We and
yer famiIy.n
And Kennedy, continued Mr.. Worrell
Won know you must have the coroner here,
Just form YOU know, -accidental death of
course. Don't look frightened, Mrs. Konne
DIV its only lust a fornl-necessary. though
in q case Of this sort. I'm going down toll
Oscar. and I'll mention il to the notice there
Nav be the coroner will be here to-day f
net i viii he carly in the morning And
yoI1II want q coffin too Kennedy. IN iust
fejl lem Flynn as I'm @oil,a down. to make
one. And Mrs. Kennedy. don't forget to
send Grace down to our house"
MAY the poor mans blessin' be wild ye
this day," said Kennedy. warnalv.
,.STav Gods bIessin rest u6ou Won am
yours forever !" sbonted Mrs. Kennedy after
him.
As soon as the footsteps were lost
leaving the house. she turned to her bns-
hand.
"Patber man, sure you're not a coin to
stan there all day. are We? Come. start oil.
agra ; 90 over to Rawson's an tell them the
story-and tell it ge5l, mind. Yell get yer