The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1870-01-13

to eat, and ought to have been happy
with some scorn in the tones). 'One day
III happened to be caught in the rain.
Young man who-well, who had express
ed some admiration for me, overlook me
land held an umbrella over me TO nv aunt:
door. had never specially cared fol
Jem Bates-a beetle browed black haired
fellow, with awful gloomy eyes; but ht
seemed very good natured, and / could
not refuse the shelter of his umbrella in a
pelting storm s~.Ye v
I 'Oh, how long am making this My
aunt met me with scathing look.
| Turn about-trampP she screamed
Is this the end of all I've done for you I?
and she went on in tine most fearful way,
raving like q dolirious person. ~
| so she turned nae out-out into the
fearful storm, and had not friend +
The doctor exclaimed, Poos ehildr and
he never once looked at his watch, or
thought of his ether patients. VI
But the young man, Jem Bates, was
not far Of He SOON came back. He had
offered himself to me once before, and he
did SO again at once, with the rain dropp-
ing down on him, and making rivulets in
his black hair. was reckless. said
Yes then, though had said No before,
and he took me to his mothers. AS soon
as it could be arranged, we were married.
Then began for me hell upon earth.
Passionate, stupid, obstinate, cruel--I
need not go on We set sail for this
country, where we hoped to get work.
The storm came. I welcomed It as an
angel of mercy from God, sent to bring
me deliverance.-Don't shudder or hate
me when tell you sprang first into the
|seething waves. ] wanted no life preser-
yer. | rushed into their friendly, cool
arms. You-you brought me back. How
could you atone for that il you had not
brought me the good tidings that my ty
rant is gomez
And poor Nell leaned back YEARLY in
her chair, tired, bat with something of
the old pain gone from her pale face
Her pathetic eyes seemed still asking for
all she had missed in lifa-true happiness,
true love-but her lips were silent. The
next moment it was all within her grasp.
DR.. Charlie felt great tide OF pity and
love pour into his heart All his pru-
dence was swamped by that food The
beautiful face before him shone like one of
Raphaers Madonnas rosy white it CLEAN
ed against the old crimson chair
Let me save you from the storms of
life from this time,' he said, leaning down
and putting his hand softly on the gold
en- hair. s
Nell looked at him with wide blue eyes
It was an odd time for proposal-iust
after announcing the death of one hus-
band. But Dr. Charlie had never thought
of her as married woman she was to
him fair young girl, waif cast upon
the sea waves for him-his own-his
ocean treasure-he had saved her.
Nell looked at his frank, earnest face,
and shivered little beneath the fervent
glance.
'Oh, DOCTOR she said, find some fresh
er heart; mine has gone through SO much!
| think can never feel again!
But DR.. Charlie thought no other heart
could do as we'll and when Miss Hepsy
came up to the door-not to listen, of
course, she scorned the action, but to see
if anything were needed-she heard,
quite accidently, these words:
'Oh, no. not more than six months
And the patients voice softly said;
Six months at least, doctor!'
We'll, that's mighty queer Miss Hep
sy reflected. | wonder if he's talking
about his bill? But that amt bit like
DR.. Charlie to be lnsistin on his money
So Nellie Bates staid iu that little sea.
coast town, and found work to do.
Indeed, DR.. Charlie had handkerchief
innumerable to hem, enough to have sup
piled the whole tribe of kickapoos, if
savages had ever been prejudiced by
education IN favor of such articles.
Miss Hepsy grew more friendly, for
Nellie was charming little person, and
in the sunshine of happiness grew SO
bright that she seemed lik~ sunbeam
herself. Still, there were many curious
comments on the day Of the wedding, es-
pecially by disappointed young ladies
who had set eheir caps for DR.. Charlie.
THE artful baggage. one seic; do
you know, they say, she is widow
with old Weller, l say, beware OF
widows her companion replied,
| 'Sakes alive how does he know that
her husband is really dead Miss Hepsey
whispered, in confidence, to friend
''twol'd be mighty inconvenient to have
him comm back after awhile, 'cos'it amt
likely he'd have as good manners as that
Enoch Arden Teller, who just went an died
sensibly in the nick of time without say
in nothin' to nobody.
But DR.. Earnshawe had not taken the
serious step of marriage without making
many inquiries, and settling the matter tC
his own satisfaction He felt happiness
that makes the heart afraid still he trem
bled at some unseen shadow; he felt ar
unreality about it all, as if he were the
victim of strange dream. Yet there al
his ireside and table, sat the beautiful
woman he called his wife, and growing
dearer to. him day by day. At last, wher
baby lips crowed a welcome to him or
his return from his weary rides, and dim