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

The mother attempted to take it also.
81 got it as | was going up to the big
house, on the hedge, near the avenue, an
it belongs to thin, and am goin to lave it
back tomorrow" said the girl eagerly.
Lave it back, indeed :" cried her mother,
standing up, and taking it from her. q bran
new cap. declare THE lady's Pm sure
lace and fine ribbon Lave it back? Faith
yer no sich fool"
''Ah, mother!" pleaded the little girl,
they are good people--ye wouldn't stale
from Thin yerself; sure they gev me all
thin and there was poor Guild man wint
up after me, an maybe they'll think it's him
that took it,
''An' let thim-who cares 2" answered her
mother, still examining the cap.
''Ah, mother, darint. give it to me, and
I'll bring ye somethin as good let me give
it back to the lady"
"DiviI step yell SO wild it, there!"
eye may as well give the child the cap"
said the husband.
lis it to have me 'rrested and put in jail,
We want, Father? Arrah, man, are we fool,
at all, at all ~
This silenced him but the child still inn
portuned for the cap
$50 along wild We, said her mother, stri-
king her ''and blow the fire till we ate our
supper"
The girl whimpered, and proceeded to her
task
Soon after a lad Of thirteen or fourteen,
came in, with a sack on his back, which he
threw on the floor as he came in.
''Well, Nick acushla yer weIcome-What
have We to night :"
FAX, We have bit o mate, am some
praties an cabbage from oad Worrel's gar
den
can the mate, Mick, honey, how did yo
get it ?"
20, give me my supper fust, an thin I'll
tell ye
The pot was boiled by this time, or stuff
GENTLY so for them, and they took out the
fowl, pulled OFF the feathers aud divided it
between the father and mother, and the boy
last named. giving little bit to the girl,
which the father added to from his share
The mother gave the little things some tur-
nips, and told them to roast some potatoes
for themselves III the ashes.
''Where's Ned, Wondher," asked the IA
/ ther.
''Bad luck to him; he's always last, and
nivcr has a ha'porth; and when he does get |
anything its into troube he brings us for
it, said the mother.
Gle is so small, urged the girl
'Arrah, don't be talkin amt he as big as
you p
The object of their conversation here APP
peared at the door-a little child Of seven or
eight years. with only ragged pair Of trow
sers and an old shirt on him.
lie stood shivering at the door with q lit
tie bag in his hand empty one would think
he had heard what they said
''Cone in Ned, said his sister, who first
saw him.
'Well, said his mother savagely where's
what you got where's your bag?"
q couldn't get anything all day. he +
whmpered.
'sYe dirty vagab0ne. :" cried his mother, /
starting up, and cutting him ON the head and
ears, lis this the way yer to 20 on always? 4
Ye'd rather be fed here for nothn, an do
nothin for yerself; night after night the old
story-the empty bag an Il couldn't get
anything" Were ye at Norrels?" she ask IA
ed, ferceIy.
81 was" he sobbed.
can We could get notilin p again she ask 5
ed ''Wll ye answer, We blackguard p she
continued, as the boy cried on.
eve niver take there he sobbed again.
eve? an who's we ye omadhaun? Have k
/ liver tould We not Aud why don't We take ;
there?' she continued mimicking him. L
because they give US our dinner, said {
he again, still sobbing. L
''An who's us 2"
''Grace an me"
''Come, my man, none Of yer nice hum |
bug; out wild ye,and don t dare come III here
widout yer share. Come be off,
',Ah, mother" cried Grace, springing up,
''don't AK him to go to-night-it's could an
wet-don't AK him-sure he's small" t
Lave me alone" she cried, her anger ,
rousinng her he must 50. III tache him {
to come in again this way. Cut ye cur" 5
Let him ate bit first thin, mother jew &
ell"
civil a taste, till he brings his bit Come, +
out wild We ." she shouted. s
Arrah Katy, can't ye lave the child alone
said her husband S
''Iou!d yer tongue, and ate yer sup
per, she said; and don't Grass me, I'd adj {
wise ye"
The poor child still fingered at the door !
the mother rushed at him. and he disap-
peared. +
sTll go wild him, said Grace about to fol
low
evil ye? said her mother giving her a t
slap. go sit down, an don't stir again wild J
out my lave.
The poor little girl sat down in the chin :
ney-nook, sobbing bitterly. j
Sure we had enough widout his share [
said the father. Il
..lluch ye know, answered his wife. 'Is !
it the way ye'd have me bring up the chill
Dire, in idleness- waikin about all day and .
nothin home at night iii tache them, III /
engage. J
They finished their meal and lay down on t
some straw, covering themselves with cloths c
and rags of blankets. They ali huddled to- S
gether-the children at their parents feet
They slept; Grace was still awake-still cry t
ing within herself. She got up softly, and
looked out; dark as pitch, and no sign Of her J
little brother. She crouched over the re- |
mains Of the fire, and every few moments
went to the door and looked out. Still the /
absent one came not. Grace looked at the |
wet turf snouldering by degrees to ashes; the
half burned sod, growing smaller and small S
er, crulnbIing away--a little red here and q
there, Just showing how it went out at last S
it was out and then a heap OF ashes in its /
place-now warm, less warm, cold and cold q
er-till at last as cold as the clay floor it )
rested on. So Grace watched and in her |
grief forgot to keep alive the embers she had q
raked up from the ashes each one burned
slowly away and disappeared; and so she S
watched, and. watching, slept
She dreamt She thought her little broth t
er came in, his little bag empty still, out all
wet and black the water running from his /
hair, and down his cheek aud neck and lit
tie shirt-all wet and still he looked at her, (
an dslniled She wandered in her dream;
and his darling blue eyes looked into hers,so
happily, as they used to do long ago; she /
wished to speak but could not; and still he
looked at her SO pleasantly; she tried to get {
up and go to him, and awoke crying.
He was not there; but the first dawn of
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