The Evansville daily journal. (Evansville, Ind.) 1870-1875, 1870-11-26

some one to come and milk them.
Not 3 door OF q window would she al
low to be opened. / walked up and
down with Willie, crying and fretting
all day, nearly, poor little fellow, and
racked my brains for some way of es +
cape from her hands. But l could
think of nothing. o, If some of the
neighbors would comet how
prayed to God to send theml But
no one came, and as the day wore on
/ grew desperate. The night should
not fnd rs again alone with this crea-
turel
"sairy." said 1. very quietly. after
thinking y minute, I'm going up
stairs to lay the baby on the bed. "
And with that / walked to the stairs,
she following me close.
''Hark, bark |" said I, suddenly
stopping, when half way up. what
noise Is that in the front room? Run,
runl"
Ispoke like one 10 terrible fright,
and it infected her. With wild cry
she rushed to the ro0m--a small one
adjoining the kitchen. At the same
instant l ran for my life up stairs.
All girls, I've run that race over
again many q night in my sleepf Be-
fore / reached the door I heard her
mad yell, and the flying of her feet
after me. Gasping for breath, /
reached the room, slammed the door.
and bolted it Just in timel Then I
stood, painting and listening to her
outside. She was raving now; bowling
and sprlDglng up against the door like
81,
would rush up aud down the hall,
crying out In the most mourEf1l
way, till all of a sudden she would
stop By the door again, and batter
against it till feared she Wonl d
break it down.
At last she grew quiet, and stole
away, muttering softly to herself. /
placed poor little crying Willie on the
bed, and gave him a toy to play with
20 keep him quiet. Then I erept TO
the window, and looked out. It was
twilight now; everything seemed still
as death.
What Is she going TO do2" / asked
myself. will she set the house on
freG And. half dead with fright at
this thought, / began TO think what
should do. My window overlooked a
lane running past our house. IL was
no great height from the window to
the ground. Should / let baby
carefully down, and then risk a leap
MYSELF
Is was a forlorn hope, but there
seemed no other way. / was Just ty-
ing baby into a large basket I had
found In the closet. when / heard the
clatter of a horses feet. The rider,
whoever he was, coming up the lane.
Springing up, rushed 20 the window.
lie was Dan. Wilson, our neigh boris"
youngest son, lad of thirteen, come
probably on some message from his
father. he halted with an astonished
look as be saW my face.
Hushl hush" I said fesrfully:
then stretching out my hands to him:
Dan, Dan, ride home directly. Bring
all the help you can; Sairy is down
stairs ravlng mad. For the love of
God, save my poor baby and mel"
Dan turned as pale as myself, I
fancy; but he gave me q nod, and gal
iOped of like the wind. / teok poor
Willie out of the basket, and, sitting
down with him, kissed him again and
again, and began to cry a little.
was feeling weaker now, than all
along. Some little time I sat so.
when sudden bang on the door made
me jump up with q scream. 1t was
SaiIy again; and she'd got something
heavy in her hand-the ak, perhaps
with which she was pounding 90 the
door. 1t was a very strong door; /
doubt if she could have done much
harm, with all her pounding; but, in
the dreadful stare was in, l expected
nothing else.
L stood there a minute, helpless and
moaning; aud then, with a sudden
thought, darted into the closet.
where, when / went for the basket, |
had spied great iron bar. seized
this. and came out with il. / was In
a sort of a wild fury COW, against this
hend, who had tormented my poor
child and me so all day. But my
mind was made up: the moment that
creatures head appeared, [ would
dash her brains out, if it was possible,
thought, for | was In a kind of
despair. | thought God had fOrsaken
me; and, Ia my madness, l accused
Him, and my husband, and everybody
else, OF cruelty toward me.
Suddenly, heard the horses feet,
again, and ran to the window. There
was young Wilson again, and = large
| party with him. | told them where
\ she was, and 10 be very cautious; and
| then, having no power TO say any
more, craWled to the bed, still hold
ing the bar, aud, sinking on the bed,
drew Willie toward me very freebly,
| for l began to feel as weak as water.
Sairy was listening noW-she was az
quiet as death. But all at once, we
heard the bursting open of door be-
low, then low voices, and the treading
of feet. And, with that, the poor
creature gave one terrible cry Of
The evil spirits are coming for me,
and ran like hunted thing, along the
hall. That cry went through and
through me, like a dozen knives. my
nerves were SO unstrung; but 1 strIlg
gled, and kept myself quite, Tor poor
Willie's sake. Then the voices rose
again, mingled with the cries of tina
poor creature, and / sprang up, stop
ping my ears, and holding down CHI
choking in my throat, till Willie
who had been quiet lately. begal
to scream, frightened By the nols
outside, and, half distracted as
was, soothing him quoted me down
little.
at last the noises ceased and Their
. came a shaking at my door. Mrs
Kennedy" cried Mr.. Wilson's voice
"open the 6oor!"
| ran and unbolted it; be sprang II
J followed by others.
Mrs. Kennedy for Gods sake
he began.
But / heard no more. They toll
7 me, afterwards, that / ran up to hin
J wringing my hands, and crying ou
! that / was 'mad-madl and that
was ali his doing;" and that then
t went off into a dreadful fit Of crylnI
! that seemed as if it would have q
! end.
I When came to. was lying on II
. bed, aud they were chafng my HAND
[ aud face. l began to cry agai
though in q feeble, exhausted wa
7 and called for nay baby and for J oh
' Baby is quite right dear" sa
!, Mrs. Wilson, coming to the bed, "aI
wants mamma to get better, 80 he Cd