The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1864-08-18
THURSDAY, AUGUST Is, 1864.

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''And pray who may Moike Callingtort
be?' said [, thinking the matter was getting
touch of humor but her answer brought
me to dead pause
Moike? why Mioke is a murderer It's not
for me to say it, but it's the law and l
knew him as well as | liver knew my brithe
before he wint away, and fell into bad ways
and wint down by Belfast, and there was al
old gintleman that lived there-it's neal
eight years agone-and Moike would marry
his daughter or his niece, and the gintelmar
wouldn't hearken, and mike bate the ole
gintleman a bit roughly, and Moike dropped
! his badge-in the bush, where they found tht
old gint's body,an he got away and they
| followed him to Cork, and he took ship, an(
the ship was lost, and all on board, and by
my soul it's Moike again yonder, and he'll
be cought, and hung;and pm.sorry for Moike
! There was good swift Irish current IL
her story and at the end Of it she rushed
away to spread the news below stairs
Meantime the newly arrived parsonage haC
passed in with his luggage; there was no
thing more to be observed at the window
over the goldsmith shop; children, dog, anC
mother had alike disappeared. fancied
heard from time to time, an exciting discus
sion going on below stairs in the inn but
who were the parties to it,or what was the
burden | could not determine.
The dublin Mall' and the Gazetteer had
now lost their interest Nike the murderer
had even driven the fainting woman opposite
wholly out Of my mind. 1 could not for a
moment doubt that there was some c0nnec-
ton between the two parties of which the
taikQtve iaudlady was lguofant. But was
the mothers emotion the result OF fear ?tIad
this stout Mike re appeared to commit more
crimes l cannot say that had the least
apprehension the Jolly face OF the new
Gomez wiki the iron-8ray WHISPERS, Eird the
suu-0uIAU checks, could no more bc assOcla-
ted with the ldea Of murder than the Christ
mas season he good woman Of the inn
must he iaboring under some strange mis-
take. ct what right after all, had Ia
passing travcer--to doubt her earnest asser-
ton?
3Iy wet day at an Irish inn was gaining
an interest that | could not have believed
possible. Time and again Hooked over the
way,but no living creature appeared at the
window Presently | observed the stumpy
figure Of my landlord moving across the
street, where lie entered the shop OF he
watchmakers and opened an earnest confer
ence; at least judged as much by his ex-
traordnary gesticuations. and by the nerv
GUS rapidlty with which the old iieriot
pushed aside his cog-N heels ;and came fair
ly around his little counter to talk more
freely with his visitor. | inferred from what
| had seen thus far, that Mike Carlingford
was a character at one time well known
hereabout, that an evident my stery OF some
kind attached to his history, and that the
host had take over the suspicious OF the mis-
tress to compare with the observations OF
the old shop-kceper; inferred farther from
the resoiute shaking Of the head Of this lat
Ell (Which / plainly saw through his glass
door that the watChmender had either not
closely observed the features of the new
comer(a thing scarcely possiblc) or that he
doubted wholly the supicions of the acting
landlady.
MY host came back in an apparently dis
tur6ed and thoughtful mood. 1t still lack
ed an hour to my dinner, and the rain was
unabated;a walk about the old town, which |
should have been charmed to take, was not
to be thought Of What if were to make
some excuse to step below to the tap room,
and engage the host himself in little talk
that might throw some light onsmy opposite
neigbbors No sooner thought than Edene.
The stumpy little man was abundantly
communicative. He had been engaged In the
tap and had not seen the scar drive up.
.NIeesus Flarety, she that okerpies persi-
ton as landlady since that Mistress ODono-
hue-thats my wife, Sur, that was-is
dead. has a good memory and thinks that it's
Mike that has come back to life. Loille enutf;
if it's indade Moike, he'll be hung. Maybe it's
Moike, and again maybe it's not Molke; It's
not for the like of me to just say Mister
Rafferty,, it's he that minds the watches III a
very pertkeier manner, and has been my
neighbor for score o years says. by all
the powers, that it's not Moike Carlingford al
all, and nes not for disturbin the darlints
above stairs if SO be they're to have merry
! Christmas among EN-
ventured to ask after the murder witt
which CarIingford S name had been associa
| ted. ..#
Its seven or eight years gone now, 'saiC
! the host 'indadc it's good bit better THAI
/ thati it must be ten or twelve since Monk
/ that lived ilereabout goes dow to Bel1as
and they say fell into bad company there;anC
! he was one Of the yontlers that took to wear
| IN o badges and tie elections were ccmin$
! of aud plenty aiiudies they tt.5. AM
au old gIutemap -Lornnfut was ins mana
WHO uveG ,i-t oai u ,5,iIas.. was tirIIbl
! poItiaia'. and was u glstrdte too It's n
was murdered lie bad Capped some Of the
badge bo, INTO prison. ayd they threaten
ed hin and sire enough by and by the,
/ found fha poor Giutiemau with his skull
! cracked. lying IL a bit of brush, at hi
cate ihey found bi;u IN the morning, witt
u Young pup that ie had nosing about hin
and playing with u bit o ribbon, which
when they come toexanlne, was Moike Carl
lngford badge, with his eame III full tot
and was tits all the evidence ;" Iasked
s'Phis started the scent, as it were Blu
it came out at the inquest that Moke hal
been sscD hanging about the place night al
ter light, and what's more, he was In low
with the gentlemau's daughter or niece AM
IDornotlt had forbid him the house an
ithreatcued Moike which Moike wasn't tin
man to bear, without his speech back anC
there were them that heard it. But VIVA
was worse than all, he wasn't to be found 70
the trie; they traced him to Cork wher
he went aboard the Londonderry that sale
for place IN Rushy, winch was lost at SCI
and uiver u man found which, if ye pleas
Il looks a good deal as if it's niver Moike
) though to be shure the F'laherty has an ILL
CANT lnimory."
'.And what became Of the poor girl p
said /,
land shure that's the worst of il; sht
whit from thereabouts and they say drop
ping his voice. there was little baby on
} day, which she said that she was married
; but would niver tell who was her husband
! which looked uncommon suspicious: an
her father wouldn't take her in, and Their
was story / heard from North of Eng
land man, where her father lived that sh
went to the workus and died there
This finished the report Of the landlord
and | sauntered up again to the #elingto
parlor, where the Flaherty, in a clean ca
and ribbons, was just then laying the clotf
} The hustle of some new arrival called he