The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1870-01-06
The Dying Request.

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"Where is heg7/ u =
"In the corn field ever by the orchard
You must be spry, or may BE shan't live
Glll he gets here, and there is something
| { must say TO him.
The child sped with the heetaesseof q
frightened deer Mr.. Fuller4aid down
| his hoe when he saw her coming and
went forward to meet her She was hall
choking With sarpresSeda sohs, apdrwitf
dfhculty could arficulaFe the message
but he heard enough to comprehend its
import, and FASTENED to. the house. ogIa
/" Edward" murmurod faint voice, as he
entered. '' sliitHD l2h '4'd o''
What is it, Lucy q Are you much
werse?nIui9Is 9dI .9rid2nus TO eveb
Yes, am going to leave YOU. | feel
the icy hand Of death already settling
upon my vitals, and shall look upon your
kind face but littlenwhiie longer, for
darkness is even now obscuring my
vision"
1T is nearly sunset, Lucy, and there is
a cloud in the west; jprobably that is why
you cannot seer Take courage; il } may
not be so bad as you fear, Your coun-
tenance has not changed since morning,
land the doctor Thought then that you
were getting on lfamously." woiad Yte9p5
| 81 understand myself much better
than the doctor understands me. I know
that am dying Hold out to me no
false, alluring hopes, and do not deceive
yourself have one request to make of
you before go, and when you have
promised solemnly to comply with it |
shall die happy" ~ '''.''''
T. What is it, Lacy ?"Ho "2H @ hlthd az
81 must sleep a few minutes to gain
strength for the i'm portant conversation
| l contemplate. Put teaspoonful of that
crust coffee there into my parched mouth
Now, dear, send Isaac with Roam and the
thorough-brace spring wagon after Rosa
mond Wilder l must see her"
Edward Fuller would have dispatched
his right arm to the moon without asking
any questions, if any one he loved should
have suggested such thing under such
circumstances If he had thought about
| it at all he would have been considers bly,
mystified at his wife's singular caprice in
summoning Miss Wilder, fortsh was by
no means an intimate friend of the tami-
Ily But he only proceeded to send of
the boy, whom he found in the barn shed
making a hen-coop, with all possible
alacrity, and returned to his dying Lucy.
Her eyes were closed, and she seemed
to be in gentle slumber The nurse
came in with some cruel and placed it
on the table. She gazed mournfully upon
the pale face for moment, and then left
the room to attend to household duties.
Agatha, crying on the lounge, was sent
for the cows, as Isaac would hardly get
back in season. it being full mile and a
half to Mrs. Wilder's. Mr.. Fuller's eyes
moistened, thinking Of the .desnlation OF
his home when she who had been the
sharer of his joys and SORROWS should be
no more. She had been a true wife, q
fond and devoted mother, and model
housekeeper. He had never Thought that
she could leave him thus 1t was very
startling! Very dreadful! I3q g3 II
When supper was ready, the nurse
called him and took his place in the sick
room, Neither Isaac nor Agatha had yet
returned and he was obliged to eat alone.
He was not only very gloomy and wretch
ed, but hungry, and made quick work OF
the steaming fapjacks and the ea-cake,
declaring to himself at each mouthful
that they were not half so good as Lucy's.
Indeed, he could think Of no one who
could hold candle to her in the way OF
cooking, without it was little Betsy Shep-
herd, who staid with them few DAYS in
the spring when Isaac was sick with the
measles. She had natural talent for
making every thing taste good Surely
nobody but Lucy could make such bread
as the little Winsome thing turned out of
the big wooden bowl with her pretty
hands. He happened to be going through
the kitchen and saw her do it. He had
co be about the house good deal, because
of the children being sick, and saw her
do great many things, and she was
" amazingly handy" 1t was pity that
she was only seventeen, but then she was
growing older all the time. Lucy was
only seventeen when he married her.
Those pies Betsey made! How he wished
he had one of them now, when he needed
so much consolation to enable him to 90
through the trying scene before him.
Poor Lucy! He hoped she was prepared
for the change, and would be very happy
lin the spirit world. What miserable tea
he was drinking! It must have been
what was left after breakfast, warmed
over. He wondered if he should have
time to milk before Lucy's last moments
/ commenced. a
He heard a wagon and was surprised
when it turned into the yard for he fail
ed TO understand how Isaac could get
round so quickly Old Roam was wiser
than his master, and carried the evidences
of that John Gilpin journey in the shape
of whip marks all over his body, for sew
eral days subsequently.
Miss Wilder stepped quietly into the
house, and stood sadly regarding Mrs
Fuller who opened her eyes and gave
her ghastly welcome.