The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1871-09-21

Inc look frightened me more than the
WORDS Down sat in the chair at the
Wl91dow, full in the bright morning sun,
ana my heart stood still.
What is it, Alex?"
DIT OF Capt. Sands yacht has come
ashore IN the night. Just as Tom Crumn
came asst night, Dorothy"
"A bit of Capt. Sands yacht?" dream
Wy repeated, my senses scarcely, as I YER
ny oeileve,. taking in what he said and all
it meant 800 CIV on
A piece of plank that had the namo
on he brcathed from his rioid li,,s
Enough 70 show it belonged to th8vacht
| --ret Ann? We should know the
form Of the letters anywhere -
| Chow did you hear this, Alex?" asked
when my beating heart, beating wildly,
then, would let me.
:" have seen it, Dorothy. It's hauled
ashore IN the darbor, and has got fifty ga
zers round it. When | was pushing amid
hem to see what it could be they were
looking at the crowd knew me, and part
ed 10 let me go H."
| de stood on, leaning against the draw
ers and sat on by the window. in the
sun. Il was one Of the worst moments of
my life. gsC -
Dorothy-do you think they are both
drowned ?"
What else was there left to think But
his pauses had been caused by emotion
The next minute Alex had burst into q
paroxysm of tears bordering on Mysteries.
bolted the door. a .
"Alex, don't !" I whispered. "Alex,
try and be calm. Think of mother"
It's her am thinking Of more than
US" sobbed the boy ooh, papa, papa !!
What shall we do without papa ?" Il.
/ lie meant without his love. l thought
OF it in different light. Even in that
sad moment it could but occur to me-the
worldly blight as we'll as the loss of love.
robert WhItnali was the sole bread-win-
ner. What would these five helpless chill
4 dren and their mother do without him?n
The immediate question was, what was
TO DO IN this present moment of trouble?
My own feelings must be depressed as
they pest might be, for there3was only me
to think and act for them ALL at that
moment there were footsteps outside, and
my door was tried afIa4
u want to come in Dorothy" said
Gerty's voice. "My band is in your room,
I think"
; "You cannot come in just now, my
o dear, I will bring it down stairs with
+ me"
/ Away ran Gerty, calling out to Kate
Z that she supposed Dot was reading, or
else saying her prayers. The little in.
l. cldent had served 20 restrain Alex The
IS tears ran down his checks, but the sobs
were suppressed.
/. "What will be done about telling
5; mother? Oh, Dorothy, if we could but
q awake and find it all dream!
What was to be done, indeed Told
q she must be- VIII it be believed that,
, IN the moments bewildering confusion,
IS l began thinking. eff Robert were here
y he would know how to" Then re-
e. lection came, and / broke off with a
Is faint cry.
Dear Alex, try and be calm. We must
choose our time for telling her, and it
I. VIII not do for her to see beforehand
that anything's the matter. Here, YOU
shall wash yourself in my basin. Hark
p They are calling us to breakfast"
>, "Say am coming, Dorothy" said the
= lad, his sobs raising again. "IfI don't ap-
. pear just directly, make some excuse for
y me. I'd not cry if could help it."
d We need not have specialized upon how
q ouO was W O0 IOlu NILS. w nlCDall was
le standing to pour out the coffee, and the
Of children were cracking their eggs, when
t. Capt. Sands wife rushed into the room,
her face as white as Alexanders had
been, her hands lifted, her voice Shrek
d ing. The next moment Mrs. Whitnall
d and the little ones knew as much as we
!. did
. Oh, it was piteous scene! have no
heart to describe it; and perhaps imag-
q nation will picture it better than words
GOULD. The children cried and sobbed
s together; their mother lay back in her
chair like one in faint; Mrs. Sand was
d loud. People, too, knowing we lodged
there, passed and repassed the windows
n to look in. lv
d ooh that you had never come to the
d place" bewailed Mrs Sands, her grief
s making her ungenerous. "But for hav-
ing Mr.. Whitnall to take out that i'll
d tated morning, my husband would not
h have gone" 40
d And perhaps thai was true.
n How the next few days went cannot
y quite remember. They were terrible. It
d was not only the grief for Robert Whit
II nall, for the husband and father but
l. there lay also the stunning sense of flu.
e ture desolation-the desolation induced
e by poverty. When case of this kind
O occurs where the calamity is of double
nature, it is impossible not to think of it,
}. however deep may be the heart sorrow.
d dorothy, what will become of me
r and of them % ~ la5aqs: .es
The whispered question came to me
!. from the window where she was sitting.
n It was on the third day. did not know