The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1866-03-08

walking up and down the marble walk F.
fear Of mistake, we had better let the rea
er into the secret at once. Almost from Il
first moment three months ago. when d
Holford had done her the immense honor
confding to her care his motherless childre
Lizzie Stuart's tender little heart had bee
in the doctors keeping. Indeed, she ha
loved him all her life, as her fathers frien
end her own-but of late what was it thu
made Lizzie blush, all to herself, in the so
itude of her own room, when she though
of the gratitude and affection she owed tn
doctor ? All ! what wealth of pity and de
votion she poured out upon him in secret
and what romantic castles were built up i
that graceful little head of hers, as she sa
Of a evening looking out upon the hawthorn
Of the wonderful ways in which she WAS t
be help and comfort to him, withou
his knowing who had done the work Blu
though her work was IAN open secret
there was no one to find it out except, in
deed, the doctor, himself, the last man OF
whom tine idea was likely to dawn, and
rs doubtful if even Lizzie had more than al
inkling of the truth. If she had she guarded
her secret jealously, and only let it appea
i'll most tender and jealous performance 0
her duty towards his children, as to which
the doctor said no words, but thanked auC
blessed her in his heart.
But within the last fortnight it had oc
Cured to this young woman, to set herseI
up in judgment upon the doctor conduc.
and after mature deliberation, she had come
to the conclusion that he had either made
a great mistake or was doing very wrong
The idea troubled her sorely Miss Lizzie
WIS young lady who rather piqued her
self upon the possession of ALI independent
Judgment, and paid the youthful penalty
OF course, by sometimes too much underval
ming the experience of her seniors. Her
carly training had perhaps encouraged this
state OF mind; for her father, dear as she
tad been to him. had not beer able to steer
altogether clear of that wretched system OF
spoilihg TILL live, trying experiments Till
nlteen, aud cohtradicting up 10 twenty
Besides all this, Miss Lizzie had lately been
studying DIR Winslows Obscure Diseases :
| that most popular of scientific works, and
| had rebelied against the theories therein
propounded with her heart Very Hard
Cash had fallen in her way immediately
afterwards, and she had glowed with sym
patty for Alfreds wrongs aud Julia's love-
and for all the supposed victims detained
IN thousand lunatIc asylums by commits
sioners i'll lunacy like those described by Mr.
Read
And now Walter Stone had crossed her
path, and 10 her dreams were realized. -
lie was pleasant, happy and gentle as
Alfred And, more than all, he had APP
pealed to her compassion, and poured into
her ear piteous story of the unnatural
brother, who. for the sake Of obtaining the
management of his (Walter's) property, had
condemned him to lifelong captivity -
Lizzie knew as "a fact that his brother had
consigned him to DIR Holford's charge, and
that, in spite of all his apparent liberty he
was narrowly watched-in itself susp-
cIous circumstance, considering that ner-
vous ailments only We're the plea for his
incarceration. She had even heard Dr.
Holtord chuckle over the story of the way
IN which he and Edward Stone had man
aged to entrap Walter into voluntarily Civ
ing his purse into their care, so as to rem
der lis escape by train or other conveyance
impossible
And this was a sane man Lizzie's brain
took fire at the thought. To dispose of the
certificate Of lunacy was the work of a mo
ment; were not ailt-those mad doctors,
and DIR. Winslow i'll particuar-ready to
any mans insanity at moments notice !?
And then Walter had told her that he had 4
himself given opportunity to his enemies in
some moments of excitement consequent on |
the loss of money. But the doctor, there |
was the rub. Could it be possible that Dr. |
Holford, the upright and honorable. had |
deliberately lent himself TO this vile plot I?
Even Lizzie's excited imagination could
not lead her to believe that. No, the man
was not mad-that was certain-but the |
doctor had been deceived; his keen eve had
been blinded by Walter Stones per6dious
friends, who, though they had cautiously
avoided committing themselves by speak
ing OF more than nerves" had so cunning
~ worded their artful testimony that the
doctor had jumped to the conclusion with
ont much personal observation that Walter
must be- insane That could not be fault
at least-well, hardly, or if 1t were, she,
Lizzie Stuart would undeceive him, and
enable him to make stouement. And then
she went OFT into day-dream. and was |
Just III the middle of speech from the doc.
tor, expressive of his brief gratitude to her
Tor having by her womans keen-sighted
and quick Judgment, disabused him Of tue
luea under which he had been laboring &c,
&c, when she looked up, aud behold the
moon had risen. and was already lighting |
up the top branches of the hawthorns She
TUNED into the house fully resolved to |
speak Seriously to tbe doctor tie very next |
the moon was high in the heavens when |
Lizzie Stuart went that evening, as her
custom Was to sit III the nursery While the
purse went down to her supper AT taese
times Lizzie always sat in a particular
chair by the window Nurses white cur
tanned bed stood i'll a recess at the back OF
The room little to one side. but facing
the hre-stiil necessary at night was tAe
baby's hassinet. of which little but the hood
was to I've seen from " here Lizzie sat The
other two children slept III what was in
TACT, an adjoining room, though the door of
communication bad long been removed to
make the two nurseries, as far as possible
INTO one, There was no light in the room
but the moonshne and the glimmer of the
hire; Lizzie cant back in her chair, and re-
sumed her day dream By and by 4. low
knock came at the door
Come in, said Lizzie wondering that
nurse should have made such haste at her
supper.
The door opened softly, and Walter Stone
put his head into the room. i want to-
speak to you,' he whispered excitedly, you
must let me come in. 1t is most impor-
tant.
There was something queer about his
manner, but Lizzie, strong In her convic-
ton was in no wise frightened. Besides.
he bad talked to her that day of escape, and
she longed to repeat the arguments she had
used against any such scheme, for its sue
cess would be fatal to the doctors credit.
While she hesitated, he stole quietly up to
her, closing the door behind him. No other
man living would Lizzie have allowed to
remain there but her sympathy for Walter
Stone was deep and strong, all the more
strong from her love for the man who was
doing him such unwilling injury How
grieved the doctor will be tomorrow, she
thought, and she let Walter stay. He sat