The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1864-03-31
GRACE KENNEDY.
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CHAPTER X.

quite lull thc groups VI Doiii00Oio U''
in the lobby-thel briehess ones endeavorlnE
to look as if they were tagged to death will
all they had to do. A pale look some o
them had, certainly, but caused more by las
nights carouse than by hard study. Iht
clients and witnesses waiting around the
door and in the Streets till their several case'
came Oh.
Grace and her father were in early; anc
they waited in the square In front OF thu
house. There was the police going up t.
the goal for the prisoners; back they came
and the curious crowd after them. Grace
and her father was on step to see then
pass-iust to see mother, she said.
There she was walking boldly on, and TIL,
other females covered their heads with thei
cloal1s, or looked down, avoiding the bus,
gaze of the idle. But Mrs. Kennedy looket
around with an air of defiance, while her ey
lit on her husband and Grace.
There we are-are YEP she shouted. 'Ba'
luck to yez both
The police hurried her on. Two and TIVE
the prisoners passed.
Look, look, father heart and Grace point
ed to them.
There was Mick, his eldest son, amongs
the last, with downcast look, hand-cutfed t
another lad like himself. And they were a
thrust into cell under the court house.
The judges came down, the trumpet play
ed, and they went into court Mrs. Saun
ders was there in the grand jurybox, wit
Jane and Charles. The Fortescue party al
rived soon after The little girls praye
their father to let them go and sit besid
Jane, who was in front, which he did, not
withstanding his sister frowned. And tn
children brought their new friend wit
them.
Hes such nice little man, whispere
Lizzie to Jane.
Little was term of affection they haC
and Jane looked rather astonished as she sa
the. tall soldier, and heard him called little
was so NICE and talked with the children
and so funny, and made them laugh so mucl
But the crier ordered silence and Cas-
came on. The Kennedys were:not the fir
on the list, so the party waited
At last Catherine Kennedy's name We
called, and she was placed at the bar. M
Saunders, as prosecutor, got on the table al
was sworn.
He deposed to the money being in Il
work-box; that it was missed, and part
it found on the prisoners person; and detail
cd the facts, with which the reader is a
quainted.
4 think said the counsel for the prosec,
ton, we must have your daughter on Il
table, sir, if you please
She is very young, but, if required, wi
take an oath
Jane was sent for and though little tim
at first, yet very nicely proved her leavir
the money in the work-box, and missing
on her return from driving; also recognize
the silver found on the prisoner.
But now Grace Kennedy was called, and
length, after her name being repeated a Sc
ond time she was helped in the witness be
by her father She had been crying al
looked very melancholy.
do you know the prisoner at the bal
asked the crown counsel.
Yes sir, said Grace in voice scarce
audible.
you must speak little louder, m
girl
DO you know the prisoner at the bar ?
then look at her.
Yes SIR
DO you recollect the 8th of March last
Grace paused.
Not the day of the month, sir
DO you recollect of money being taken o
of Miss Jane Saunders work-box?
yes, sir.'
Were you in the room that day?'
4 was sir
will you relate to the gentlemen of tt
jury what took place in the room while W
were there.
Grace commenced, in faltering voice
tell her story. Her bonnet was of, and Ii
beautiful hair and face were seen to gre
advantage. She spoke very low, but eve
word was distinctly heard. All listen
with breathIess attention to the lovely chi
as evidence to prove her bad mothel
guilt,
They little party up stairs-how much a
sorbed they were-held their breath le
they should loose a word And Charl
Burton-how he does listen! How he star
at the prisoner, and then at the little W
ness, his eyes starting from his head,
interest in the proceedings were so intense
Grace went on, and told her own lit
temptation; she told about her having t
money in her hand-and stopped.
Well, go on, my girl, said the judge.
Come, my good girl, proceed with yo
story said the counsel.
Grace paused still, her little bosom hea
ed
We'll, the court is waiting for you
oh sir, for Gods sake, don't ask me
tell any more. Oh sir, she continued, a
S dressing the Judge, don't ask me, and t
E long pent up tears she had striven with bu
out.
|, The good old Judge looked down to
notes, to get his voice steady.
The crown counsel said quietly. Y
d must go on my girl You had the mon
r in your hand? Did you put it back in t
purse?
No SIR sobbed she.
!. WAS the prisoner at the bar, in the ro
:, while you had the money in your hand
Come now, tell me.
q 4 can't can't indeed, sir scream
/. Grace, fresh torrent breaking forth.
The Judge blew his nose.
NV good girl, said he, you are old enou
to know what an oath is. You have sw,
to tell the whole truth; go on and tell t
gentlemen what happened after you had
= money in your hand
i can't indeed can't indeed!' S
Grace.
A stihed sob was heard from the gale
and tears rolled down the little girls chez
She gave it to me!-she gave it to
. my lord, shouted the prisoner.
1t was sudden reaction. All looked
the speaker-could it be possible?
/ The woman perceived the effect her ex