The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1869-12-02

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! indulged in the luxury of q warming fire
seated me- Wilhelm s chair" I heard the
i clattering of pans and dishes, tokens o.
1.-THE realization ofthe promised supper,
WAS Just philosophizing on the blessed
ypness,of primitive country life, when
heard groan from az adjoining apart
ment:
Karl Karl do come do comet" And
after-a while it WAS again. Do-c9ne-
do come " There wasoan urgency, 6
pleading earnestness IN the words Which
l cannot express. "Komn,e oh, konsne!
s wasthesreqne Fhen followed "a groan
a pause, and again the pleading voice said
Karl, Eonsnao q OK, BONNIE f'sJ9eA
The matron entered with supper
substantial though simple. While placing
the dishes on the table, the groan, and
following, ~ omnseh oh, 66nsm5sQ yEsound
led sgainJ She instantly W ento through q
side door, and then I heard her Gliding
softly: ."Lsi6es kind, sea doch sOeiss. Deal
tchiTd,i be sensible. 4 Karl is far off
tKarlmay soon comeds Be sensible, dear
Echlld. "niqdo3s ton a8IBawIiK most niAG3
La But the pleading yoicerepeated "Karl
lido come. Mother. have the room in read
Iiness.o Mother, 7 have waited long Sc
Ilonglsl soqlong !la Mother I9cannot wait
Longer, When he comes,mother, all will be
well My heart is sick, mother. Come to
me, mother; kiss me, mother. Why does
Karl not come? "ogaoIdO M01t nIsIJ sf5
r. And so Invent ON till at last the suffer
er seemed to be exhausted in the, arms
Of sleep. The mother then came out and
fsaid :sqA9 10 ho"s n'i +" '1'' ''i7A' ga
"Excuse me, sir. my daughter is III
very 1llq The doctors have given heriup
She, cannot live No, she cannot live 1
And then her strong nature gave. way
and she wept bitterly. Dai8 #''i3 il i'h'
as"5What is the, n,atter9n said5I, when
she recovered from herideepremotion. 10
!, r "".lPinning away, sir, . she answered
"pining away. -Four years ago her be-
trothed,a "a brave and handsome young
man, said to her 'Trudchen, i am off for
America There can,make b a. fortune,
and come back and marry thee, Here at
is misery and endless labor Karl said
TrudcheB better poor with thee,, than
| rich without thee. We, have COWS and
goats, and we can rmake4a olivingaa Why
leave me and risk thy, life and mine? For,
truly KARL I 31ove thee and without
thee 1lcannot live Il Bnt the young man
was stubborn, sir, las most iofI our young
mountaineers are; he laughed, and said
within four years he would be back and
marry her. The four years are up this
very day. For a month she has been ia
| ding and fading away. il A. slow fever
seems to undermine her, and only one
thought keeps her alive-f Karl is com
ing He said four years! Karl is com
Ing =" bgtfaY rirannaH 10 ba3
a'ES' And is it today Just folarrr years since
| he5left?' Iasked, touched by the mothers
| woe. re .taleI3tT baa hnaieI iS6t no3 Ei9d
Gust four years." said she. The first
| year we received letters Then he said
he7was going on a great venture, and we
might not hear from him for some time.
Nor did we No tidings fl ON him since
our last letter" '
land the poor widow broke out i in
tears. aBut deep groan from the inner
chamber reused her at once Sshe went in
and heard the girl saying v,r ,rig,ar
1I1'' Mother, mother Karl is Coming,
coming a EsI bon5nat erEon,nst tsss 10 o9'
-olWhlle eImother was soothing her
suffering daughter heard far away as it
seemed to me, a sound like the. tinkline
ofaeow-beH. But it increased In strength.
and going to the door I listened atten,
lively, land sure enough it waso arqchurch
/ bell.
sThe mothers familiar ear h had dcaa1oegbbt
the sound, land rushing to the door She
listened awhile. baNo alarm! no gtire,tl'
said she, ""CWaat can it : be?s 1T is 4 the
church bell Of. Wetterbrunner."
,E"How far from here? % I asked. u Ut
E 9HTwormiles, Rishe oanswereds dt'sbus &c
taxes long to get there through 8 the
Wlndings OF the mountain passes,
9hFhe bell still conSih1ed finlging,, ! ana
lthrpNghethe open idoorathe sound reached
hthle ear OF the, sufersr Hear .Heari''
s - te aEfa the psEHEs rinss5 FL femp's
Il mother and myself were ssBandinR
Iln, the door listening to the sound, and, as
Hit were, lost in. our own thoughts. What
were hers I do not know Tears s stream
led downlher furrowed cheeks, and at last
she said, with the accent of deepest grief
ri h ~ Herrs ttett 9yi6qr7ae 4ich unser "
HC Q Lord God have mercy On 1s.'0
/ But all at once we heard voices sinpino
shouting, huzzaingI; IS them again, has me
ROAD Weneabehlnd someR mountain,u these
grew FAINT, and nothipg,TWa heardtabut
the distant ringing ofathe Wetterbrunner
lnelg gnos ah:ay zoe vi abiw abTsy
Hurrah +" it sounded suddenly where
the. roadoeame direct upon the chalet.
|" Hurrah for Karl. Long live Karl!
Long AEerErHdehene I'd sbiw sb1sv 0e
looked at the mother; she staggered.
eau ht her insmy arms, butt recovering
immediately the brave woman fsaids:
Kari sir Karl is 0eominga}p and she
went to the bed chamber. She kneH
down before the couch W hefeenblay cher
daughter, seemingly asleep, her7eyes CLOS
sdi her hands elasped yeveri her 5fbreast.