The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1869-06-17

ence OF my patrols.
4 I was walking one evening in those pr
vate pleasure-grounds after a day c
heavy labor in the Office, when / though
!, I perceived pair Of bright eyes watchin
: me through the leaves of some holl
bushes with which the wood abounds.
) stopped Immediately, and asked who wa
, there s1a,tta 4.} g - II1
ooh, indeed, your honor, it's only me
| and !, know it is against the rules of til,
office to come here. But shure wasn't
waiting at the Office door all day, and they
wouldn't let me in, because they said | wa
well able to hold out still, and wasn't nigh
80 weak as many of the creatures that was
there. And that was true enough; but
then they didn't know I had ten long
miles to go home before night, and SO, as
some said your honor was good man.
though some said not, thought would
just chance ii for once, and maybe your
honor would find time to speak to poor
desolate orphan like me- even though it is
against the rules .egno1ea ~ 20 lla
| ''The desolate orphan" who now came
| forward and exhibed notme1ely her bright
eyes but her full form to my view, was
somewhat singular in her appearance. She
had but little of the original Celt in her
features Her beauty was purely Spanish
of which I have seen many perfect speci-
mems in Tuosist and around Kenmare ;
large soft eyes, with beautiful dark downy
eyelashes, the mouth well formed, and
cheek of classic mould whilst the figure,
perfect in itssymmetry, is erect and active,
and exhibitssa lightness of step and grace
of motion which can rarely be attained
but by constant practice in walking over
the mountains. The. form which now
stood before me was a beautiful specimen
ofthis perfect Spanish type. She was clean
and neat in her person, though her clothes
were of the coarsest kind. Her gown,
made of the light gray flannel Of frieze,
manufactured in the mountain where she
lived, was crossed upon her bosom and ex-
tended up to her neck Her hair, as black
as jet, was neatly parted on her forehead,
and hung in careless folds down her back.
She had neither shoes nor stockings, and
her dress did not come down to within
seven or eight inches of her feet. She
wore no shawl, which is common in the
district, about her neck. She held her
head as erect as startled fawn. Her
hands were clasped IN an attitude of wild
supplication, and the symmetry of her
form was enhanced by the unusual addi-
tion of leather strap buckled around her
waist, which, though neither new or orna-
mental in itself, had the effect of showing
off her naturally beautiful figure to the
best advantage.
The moment she appeared from behind
the holly bush she commenced her GRAFTON.
Talking with the volubil1ty and amount of
action which it would be impossible to
describe, her features became animated,
and the blood mounted to her cheeks. In
truth, I have rarely seen SO beautiful and
so natural girl. | think she knew she
was a beauty, and had "chanceo" a little
of the success of her visitupon that score,
as well as upon my goodness &" but there
was no vanity or coquetry in her manner
she was perfectly natural and simple,
and, as regards beauty, SO intelligent a
girl as she was could not possibly look at
her reflection in one of her own dark
mountain lakes, and not see that she was
different from her neighbors lii 30 s'oigtt
| She had watched my countenance with
the quickness of an Irish peasant during
the whole time she was speaking and,
in fact, felt sure she had prolonged her
statement for that sole purpose, in order
to form an estimate Of her success, or vary
her line of advance according as circum-
stances revealed themselves I saw this
perfectly at the time; but my interest in
her viVaclous courage was so great, and
my admiration Of her beauty SO impossi-
BILE to conceal, that she saw in moment,
though had not yet spoken word, that
1 she had won her point ae
| "Ah well I knew your honor had q
good and kind heart within you," said
she, coming toward with graceful ANNA
ton, and under cover of her well-turned
fattery. "And now, maybe I'd never have
another opportunity and Oh just listen
to me till tell you what have to say,
for mine is a sore, sore sorrow"
! In moment nerwhole countenance-al
most her form, had changed. Her cour-
age-some of which she had evidently de-
rived from her beauty, seemed to have de-
parted. Tears filed her eyes as she looked
down upon the ground, and even her form
seemed to lose many inches of its height.
could scarcely have thought that the
same human being was before me, as she
now stood, about to tell her tale of sor
row. r rt
what is your name?" Iasked, "and
where do you liver"
"Mary Shea is my NAME" "that is, my
: maiden name, and indeed for that matter
l am not married yet" p 49,
married p l exclaimed, ''why you seen
scarcely seventeen years of age"
"True for you,' she replied "you guess
it very nigh, as I'll only be seventeen mex
Shrovetide."
"And what is your caseg what do 20,
want me to do % m s7
: IN tell your honor that" replied she
!. resuming in a moment portion of he
previous animation. "What / want O
I lYOur honor to do ic 70 nut dor,r,,