The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1866-11-29

in the hot shed all day. It's enough t.
bring sickness of some sort among EN-
| must have cry, she added all at once
1t will do me good, but did't want Marx
to see me. He takes it so hard from the
l Astburys," Aud she hastily threw her apror
over her face to hide the tears and mulllt
the sobs, rocking herself to and fro in the
chair.
'sEh some of 'em han been vexin' hin
again, han they p asked the grandmother
jerking in every limb.
IL couldn't stop to finish the milking,
wanted to cry so. He met one of the lads
in the village, and he said he didn't know
how Ellen was" answered Marks mother
from under the apron, the voice of the
half-choked with grief. 81 wish Mark had
a bit of spirit, but he hasn't ~ And she
1 finished with a sob. IVY.
''Is ma our lad as good as theirs p the
old woman screamed. Bur they shan be
pulled down a bit yit, as we'll as other
folks !" As she spoke she reached towards
short crutch and stick leaning against the
wall behind her chair, aud then slowly rails
lug her tall but bent figure, she went hob
J ling across the kitchen floor. A kitten was
gamboling in the sun on the doorstep, and
she peevishly sent it rolling over with a
blow from her stick as she reared it; then
she passed out, leaving her daughter to
weep alone
Mark Leathem, like the weak soul he
was, instead of bustling about to forget the
unpleasantiiess OF the meeting down in the
| village, had stretched himself, face down
wards, on the corn-box in the stable, and
still lay there with his little sister Matty
standing beside him, her wondering eyes
moist with tears, as she patted his arm
soothingly, asking him again and again
| what was the matter, but getting no an
swer. # #.A3 g f9ca
Granny, somebody has been vexing
Mark, Matty said tuning at the sound of
the old lady crutch on the bricks before
the door.
s'Wheer is he ? Come, come, lad, dunner
TAX on like this. Pll straighten 'em yit,
see if dunner !''And she paused where,
she had advanced to knock her stick on the
ground.
'Oh its all right Moedily said Mark,
rolling himself off the box to to his feet Il
should ma ha' cared, but thee were people
about, he continued, keeping his discolor-
ed face averted.
''Leave it to me! wen see whether th'
Astburys shan look down on Nancy Lea
them's flesh and blood Arm 20 been near
Bates p, she asked, a queer twinkle com
ing into the fierce eyes
''Been near Bates's! nobody to go there,
but the constable replied Mark, looking
towards her in surprise cit was he who
told me about the other COW dying"
care the cattle kept up ?' she earnestly
inquired.
The sick uns they've put in the sheep
house down in the hollow, the constable
says to keep em as far off the others as
they cam 49,
Granny chuckled and her eyes sparkled.
''Leave it to me, | tell the I'll settle til
Astburys afore long Come wi me Matty."
Granny will set, le 'eni, Mark don't be
vexed, repeated Matty, as she FASTENED
after Der grandmother
The widow had already got through the
luxury of her cry, and was again in the
| yard, giving instructions to Joseph, who
| could be heard busy in au clubhouse, from
the doorway of which the cows were com
ing, one by one, and procediug in line to.
wards the water-trough. They, as yet all
appeared to be perfectly healthy Matty's
for her, and called to her but granny i'm
patiently replied that she wanted Matty, and
the gift and the dame crossed the yard and
went on into the house together
Matty kept even closer than usual to the
old woman's chair all the evening. and
from the curious glances they were perpetu-
ally exchanging it was clear there was some
special secret between them, At supper
time granny announced that Matty was
going to sleep with her that night in the
little room at the back of the kitchen which
was grannys bedroom in place of retiring
with her mother upstairs as was eustoma
ry. No objection was offered to the ar
rangement; but afterwards when taciturn
Mark muttered good night, and was going to
the staircase, Matty scontrivsd to follow him.
'Astbury's cows are going to be ill.," she
whispered, standing on tip-toe before him
looking pale and half frightened.
WHO says SOP" be asked, with a puz.
zled stare.
Granny and me p was the triumphant
answer, the childish features now breaking
into a glow Of pleased assurance
Mark turned his head to look at granny,
but she was gazing vacantly into the fire
place, though there was no fire there After
another scrutiny Of Matty he put her aside
with his hand and went upstairs with a
heavy step. The girl went back to her
grandam' 8 side, who, shortly afterwards,
hobbled with her into the back room At
the same time the widow shot the bolts of
the door, and retired to her chamber
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