The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1870-12-01

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regiments went also, but of this one in
particular have read. OF that whole
icompany of men only one solitary indi-
ividual lived to return to the home of his
birth. All the rest died on the way.
They were starved and frozen, and they
dropped by the wayside Now suppose
some thoughtless youth should point to
that single living soldier, and say that
amid the eternal SHOWS of Russia there
lvas no danger because that man had
passed them, all and still lived Like
that single fragment of a regiment do
stand here living man!
| The youth gazed up into the face of
the aged speaker, and new emotions
were working upon his features.
"Come, Malcolm, would show you
one more before you CO."
The old man leaned upon his staff and
moved 1s slowly on among the Graves, and
involuntary did the youth follow. At
length they stopped by spot where two
graves lay side by side. The slabs were
of marble and glistened brightly in the
moonlight q " e. h
Malcolm" spoke the sexton, in a
deep, hoarse whisper, Z" remember we'll
when | made these two graves There
was no sorrow to fill the beds which here
I made, for they who sleep here died
amid the sweet breathings of peace and
honor. They were good, vlrtuous people,
and when they were gone our townsmen
mourned, for our village had lost two of
| its most noble spirits. Oh, love to
come and stand over these graves for
know that God smiles upon them! There
is no faint. no dishonor here Malcolm.
do you know who rests in those two
graves?" -,
The youth did not answer, nor did he
raise his head, but with one deep, wild
cry. he sank down, and there he lay
across both the graves, weeping and sob.
bing like q child. His FATHER and
MOTHER slept herel 'i14 -
j For while the old man gazed tear
fully upon the scene. and then he took
the youth by the arm and reused him up
"Come, Malcolm" he whispered, :" we
!. will go now I can show you no more
/ The youth followed his guide out from
the churchyard, and after the gate was
closed they passed on to the street
Here Adam Stamford stopped. t'3
Now, Malcolm, you can return tC
! your companions at the tavern, but lei
me pray you never TO use my name AGAR
as ynu did this evening. When you AGAR
think Of poor old Adam Stamford, think
only of what he has told you in TIL,
churchyard think of what he has seen
and of what he has suffered, and that 70,
may in welcome speak"
The old man turned partly away, whe1
Malcolm sprang forward and caught hin
by the arm. el
"Uncle Adam, he uttered, in choket
and broken accents, Oh, forgive me fol
t what have said and what have don,
IL cannot tell you all now. / canno
speak-but shall go to she tavern no
more. 0, God bless you God bless you!'
/ The clock struck nine, and Alice War
ren folded the hands of her little boy
together and babe him say his pray ers
Her youngest child. the girl, wal
asleep ia the cradle. The fret words O.
prayer were uttered" Our Father who
art in Heaven when there came tn,
sound of footsteps upon the plank in tn,
little front garden.
i :" It's papa, said the boy, letting hl1
hands drop upon his mothers, and bend
his ear to listen. But the mother darec
not speak
At length the door was opened, anG
the husband entered Alice cast her eve
i trembling up, and she saw the big tear!
that were rolling down the cheeks Of hel
beloved Instinctively she sprang for
/ ward and clasped her arms about he
i husbands neck e
j Malcolm, Malcolm p she cried, wha
has happened Tell me-O, tell me"
Malcolm Warren sank into chair, anc
as he did 80 he drew his wife down int
4 his lap. 8a
"Allce-O, Alice!' he uttered, sob
bing and weeping as he spoke " Cal
you forgive me for all that has passed 2
The gentle wife WAS bewildered al
first-nay, almost frightened, for the
speech of her husband was so wild anC
lncoherent that she feared his brain wa,
turned. But ere long he spoke again
and as he spoke again he kissed her. He
was more calm and his voice was more
low He told her where he had been
and he spoke Of the resolution he hao
made. He did not tell of any trial BIZ
was going to make, but he too Of the
iron will That had entered his soul. The
i night OF his temptation had passed. and
the day OF salvation had dawned.
i A few moments more and the husband
and wife were upon their knees. They
tried to pray aloud, but they could not
Their emotions were too deep for utter
ance-5oo Wild and thrilling for speech
A moment they struggled there, and then
they embodied each other, heart to- heart
and wept in silence. phe little boy crepe
10 the spot, ard threw his tiny arms
about the necks OF his parents, tor even
his young soul had caught the spark OF
new life That mad been preathed into ex