The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1871-10-26

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money would not hold out long thus
might gain an honest livelihood thought
IN my lnexperience. Surely in the vor ex
OF London ones identity could be lost
mat night sleep came, and the whole
OF the next day illness kept me prisoner.
1t was the reaction ; the mind, though
still steadfast and firm, could not alto
ge' her master the body, which was weak
and tender. At last, shaken aud feeble,I
succeeded in dressing Horror of hor
rors On counting my small stock Of
money found it would be barely sufi
clert to pay the expenses OF the past day
Hastily | put on my bonnet and started
IN search of a situation. Beatrice Byng!
A list was given me, but at each house
where | applied the place had just been
filled UP. Having parted with some IF
my jewels, continued my search for Il
Was sent to see a lady who was looking
out for maid for her daughters. How
odd it felt to be shown into her presenc
as servent know | behaved strange
ly, illness had made me nervous; after
putting few general questions, the lady
asked TO; my character
II have not lived out before" | an
swered.
"Hhen, at all events, young woman,yon
can give me some reference ?"
No, ma am" | said Il can only ask
you to try me without any one speaking
for me Twill 90 my utmost to please
you"
Really hi, is most abominable of Mrs
Rogers sending me person without any
character ; pray go instantly. never
have anything to do with sach dts you"
A burning blush overspread my face
and | withdrew F.; how got out Of the
house [ know not. That was the last Sit
uaticn would seek ! u terly hopeless,
and worn out in mind and body,I walked
up and down the terraces and squares,
dreading to go back to my lonely room,
though fearing TO be seen and recognized
even now One thought alone brought
comfort for better this life even
than that of the betrofhed OF MI
LOmaX.
1t seemed to my excited Imagination
that people put their heads out OF then
carriages to look after me [ wondered
to myself if looked as strange and unreal
us | telt, Walking along, / caught
gl'mpses of comfortable Kitchens, bright
fires and groups OF merry seryeuts. It.
was Just dusk At one house q carriage
load or children was being put upon the
ateps-oDe young mother even came to the
door to meet her chlld-there was a joyous
greeting and much laughter. How the
voices thrilled through me So had J.
once been. And now fugitive and
almost starving, | crept along How
good the smell OF that DINNER being cook
I'd !! q had tasted nothing that day. a
peal of bells struck my ear. Christmas
Eve So it was. Choking back my
Tears [ fastened on no Christmas greet
ings for me-no kiss, no presents, NJ joy.
No one to take any care whether | lived
or died.
With these thoughts I crept back to
my lodging they came and told meeven
there hat they were gong out to family
gathering.
Very WELL" responded, "only let me
be-"
The Iandlady looked at me sorrowtully,
and saying | had best go to bed and get
warm-L had no fre-and that she would
send me UP some taa, left me to my own
sad thoughts.
Bitter tears came to my aid, my brain
else had been crazed repentance for my
rash step began to make itself felt; con
science whispered that had not cOnsid-
cred sufficiently its possible effect upon
others. After all, was not the punish
ment merlted But then the Alternative
I l1C,NisoA 20 Util
as hated All, we'll Welcome death
before that
The Christmas bells rang ell that even
ing and lar into the night sank into
sort of trance; cold and hunger alike
were forgotten. saw a we'll lit room,
warmth and plenty prevailed, merry
childish figures ran about, my father sat
at the head Of we'll covered table, round
him were many bright faces little girl
dressed to represent Christmas danced up
to him, he took her up IN his arms and
kissed her brow. 1t was myself. tried
to speak-and awoke
Where was [? Was it really me lying
there all alone with the cold moonlight
resting on my forehead Was / still
dreaming / sat up and gave a shudder
ing glance round. All, yes This was
all real, and l had run away from home,
so had. 1t seemed long time ago
years almost. How odd and ill I felt
Surely, was not going to die there, in
that room [ screamed aloud--there
was no answer-no one needed the lonely
lodger. | put my clasped hand above
my head and prayed for calmness and
help in my extremity. Then my
thoughts wandered again to death per
haps should be found there in the morn
ing lying cold and stiff they would
shake their hands and murmur, "Poor
young thing !" The landIady would find
directed envelope in nv rocket. and