The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1866-01-11
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4 He's very wet, sir; looks as much like q
t begging your pardon, sir-a drowned rat
i as anything that can think of at this mo-
Z ment.' -r7 ---r -- .s.E
Mr.. Chruncher pushed his cup away inn
patiently. It's great nuisance-these
, street beggars. One has to make it rule
, not to give to then for the sake of all law
, and order. What does he want Grinders
He says, sir, he's come to IND Christ
mas, SIR
Mr.. Chruncher. not being a man to bear
an insult, turned around with Grinders dis
missal on his lips.
IF you please, SIR put in that gentleman
just in time, Il think, sir he's "a natural
SIR g@st
oh = said Mr.. Chruncher, turning back.
Mr. Grinders, at respectable distance
looked, at the tea urn again. In the tea
urn the shaggy brows came over the eyes
and the sharp mouth sharpened quickly
Mr. Grinders INDUCED in another smile, and
put his finger upon the side of his nose, in a
manner both pleasing and graceful.
why don't you send him off 2 said Mr.
Chruncher, the shaggy brows in the tea-urn
still over the hidden eyes.
He appears to be the drippin' est natural
argued Grinders.
Mr.. Cruncher's face.in the teal urn grew
dark. -
Send him off, say I've nothing for
him.
Grinders returned to the object.
You re to be sent off he hasn't got moth
ing for you
4 come to find Christmas, said the OBJ
ject, with his pitiful stare in at the glow of
the cheerful room 4 guess | come to find
Christmas
Grinders opened the door The storm
came pelting III; the object looking at it
shvered; even Grinders shivered, feeling
the touch of sieet in his face even as Mr.
Chruncher shivered, the draught coming in
to the warm room.
Grinders shut that door,
Grinders shut it.
There amt no Christmas there, said tn
object going out III the storm with cry.
= MIR. Crullcher, sir, you don't eat your
supper.
4 do not wish Tor any more, remarked
Mr. Cruncher, laying down his fork.
And the brows in the tea urn hung dark
ly over the hidden eyes --z- --s
Mrs Dolly Dryden, unfortunately, did
not live in Fifth Avenue, and there were no,
mirrors in her dining room, no velvet-eush-
Toned couches, and stately curtains, aud
glowing crate, no silver sparkling on her
table, no salad, no wine. But for all that,
they were very snug, her little rooms-very
snug and very pleasant. Dolly thought
For she had taken off the covers of her
cooking stove where the Goals lay like. bro
ken ruddy gold, and the Kerosene lamp was
burning away cheerily Oh the table, and the
little soft shadows were chased all over the
room, till they had to hide the corners, such
a bright little room it was. The tiny red
curtains were drawn tightly about the tiny
windows, the table was spread for supper
with the best blue cups and saucers, the
kettle was singing merrily away to. itself,
keeping time to the children's laughter, and
the baby catching the spirit of the time,
tugged at the cradle til he rocked over and
buried himself in the pillows. All such a
mischievous baby as he was and 80 good
not to cry, to be sure; and were there ever
such children, said Dolly, when they all
tumbled over him trying to pick him up
such children There were johnny and
Mollie, and jim and Peter, and Dolly the
little, all with very red cheeks and very
1 bright eyes and very loud voices and all
the very picture of Dolly, for oil the world !!
Aud indeed Dolly didn't look like much
more than very pink, very round, very
pretty child herself when she sat down in
the midst of them to put her little fat hand
to her side, and get over laughing at the
baby's exploit. AS for the baby, clinging
to her neck and consigning her to slow
process of suffocation, so far from giving her
the least bit of matronly look, it only
made you very sure she was playing doll =
she never would grow old, this little Dolly
At least, 80 Mark said. Mark you know,
was her husband and l suppose he ought to
know H.. 49, ~ s a a.e.4 Vel
Well, very, very pleasant was Dolly's
little room tonight; for Christmas was com
ing. Very wild and happy were Johnny
and Mollie, and Jim and Peter, and Dolly
the little, and the baby; for Christmas was
, coming. Very smiling and pink and pretty
was Dolly herself for Christmas was COM
ing.
4 OIL the beautiful golden Christmas,
crowned with the memories of the Child
who laid his hands upon the little ones and
blessed them! Dolly would never forget it,
{ you may be sure. Had she not gathered
the children about her, and told them the
old, old story, the matchless story of the
manger. and the starlight, and the angels
song? And did not her blue eyes deepen
and soften as she told it, low voiced and
still, hushiug the baby until it was ended !?
And were there not six clean little stockings
hidden away for tomorrow somewhere, and
six pairs Of wondering eyes trying to find
out where? And were not the best blue
cups and saucers OH the table, and supper
waiting for Mark, and the children kept up
till he came, because it was Christmas Eve?
! Oh! no, no; Dolly bad not forgotten
Christmas. All the little panuings aud
, turnings ii mad cost-for, as | said Dolly
did not liYe in Fifth Avenue-so many in
nocent buildings and pints of milk she had
( managed to go without, SO that Mark and
} the children should not miss them, which
4 was the hardest of all; such secret contriv-
. ling there had been, to make her cloak
! do for another winter with the old trimming;
/ such a coaxing of the holes III johnny g
e tippit, and SO many halfhours spent 1T
/ night with her coarse needle aud linen
thread patching up Molhe's shoes herself, to
:. save the cobber's bill, and then asking
q Mark if Mr. zones didn,t, mend them we'll.
p. All! Dolly was such a little diplomatist,
s when she chose to be. -
>. And Dolly knew. no. such v ord, as fail,
which was the best of it For III the closet
n there was plate, aud on the plate there
J. lay turkey, a real turkey-not 80 very
flarges hut large enough Dolly had weighed
e it nicely, and decided that it would Just gse
i round ; the children should eat ali they
wanted for once, and not be bothered @itf
% saving any for breakfast. How proud Dol
1t ly was of that turkey Mark told her she
would have to remember it when she sale
ID her prayers, meaning to joke her little OF
ID the wickedness of pride Whereat Dolly
r looked up innocently. and said that sue had
didn't she thank the Lord for if every tim,
he she went into the closet? Mark kissed be
then, and caught her up in his arms, anc
e, holding her very tightly, said that she wa
P; his gospel Buethe BABY cried, and Doll,
a. didn't hear him
And then there were the stockings. How