The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1872-02-15

land steve, ebut wouldn't have cared i
4 III had, and the best wish I can make 70,
lis that your cattle have eaten up fiv,
times the worth of Biddy Larry cow tina
i Won took for rent last winter, and little
Patsy dying!"
eff YOU will believe it, Miss Warning
!. the squire turned as red as cocks comb
and rode off without another word
believe the deacon wasn't over,sorry him.
self. but he thrashed Hal all the same, to
take the impertinence out of him, he
said
But his. sister has she no influence
over him ~ +. 1 M&
"Well, Mary has all she can do, guess
the most she asks of Hal is to keep out OF
her way You've no idea Miss Waring,
Of the amount of work a farm of that size
brings into the house. Let me fill your
cup. i No p What! going to school so
early? Well, a pleasant day to you W.la
SO it had happened that Miss Waring
looked with something more tLan usual
interest along the line5of larger boys, who
took their places on the back row of
benches at the opening Of the school. She
saw the various types of boYish faces,
Ealready so familiar TO her, some bright
and earnest, others dull or sullen, still
Others we'll meaning, but marked, as yet,
by no strong Individuality not one
which at all embodied her ideal Of Hal
Thorn. One by one the names were en-
rOlled-he was not there. But a half
hour later the door suddenly opened with
creak of decision, and tall boy walked
with swinging, defiant step alongth the mar.
row aisle, casting keen glance at the
teacher as he went. She nodded pleasant
| ly her rapid, practiced eye taking him
! in, FROM the heavy boots so splashed with
wet sand as to suggest the cause of his
hardness to have been morning visit to
the creek. to the brown shapely throat
relieved by the turndown collar of his
coarse gray jacket, the proud head cover
ed with crisp, auburn curls, the dark eyes
full of dangerous fire, the reckless untrust-
full expression, oVer-writing like the char
acters Of palimpsest, the first noble
plan OF his young face ea ~ ss" ~
No wonder, she thought, that the peo-
pie had "turned in their seats when the
dove-eyed mother brought in her young
eaglet. She could fancy him in his glori-
Gus babyhood, radiant, unsullied- heaven
his fatherland, earth his inheritance.
The teacher paused until the room was
quiet again, then she resumed what she
had been saying.
AS Twas telling you, children, rules
are troublesome, and only good for people
who do not wish to keep them 1t is SC
much nicer to do the things we ought
because we like to. Now we are here
first and always to learn shall give
| you Just one rule "Do right The very
small est one of you will understand that
And shall trust you every one:'
She looked up and caught Halls eyes
! fixed on her with an intensity that In~dt
her start. Oddly enough, something fal
back in her childhood seemed to confront
her in his face. She CROPPED for a moment
in the labarinth of memory, and caught
the cine. aaf ..... ..eas..., 4stag.e.
Her father had been a Garrisoniar
abolitionist, his house a station on the
underground railway. One night a poor
bondman came; hard pressed by the off
Ecers. There was just time to hide him
| in the granary, under heap Of empty
! bags in a corner full of dust and cob
Il webs. His pursuers, warrant in hand
} came up in hot haste, searching the house
from garnet to cellar, ranging barns and
outhouses, thrusting pitchforks ruthless
ly into fragrant hay mows, cropping al
last in that very heap of sacking whose
heart was one unit of agony in the up
solved problem of the worlds SORROW
At the instant when all hope had fled
they turned away, bsfded, and, as the
ring of their horses hoofs died upon the
distant highway the fugitive came
forth. Y f1+t- ta"
The little girl, clinging to her fathert
coat-there were no secrets in tina
household-had kept, through all hel
years, the memory of that sable counte
nance. 2" g" 90 43- "."
;. some chance NOR e,'' it said, "for life
liberty, home! One chance more -
Zone chance MORE said this boy
face, at once so young, and SO sadly old
"for faith, sympathy, love! "One chance
more" Ant a7a' aaIiap #0
Days passed. Miss Warnings, singh,
rule was working. The children were
not perfect-aggravatin human some
tlmes-yet the best in each nature seem
ed lifting itself, like plank, to the sun
shine, checked by sterile soil, turned
aside by stones half choked by rank
weeds, yet struggling and aspiring still
So she worked and waited. -
Hal Thorn developed powers of atten
ton and application which assonished
her, His conduct had been thus far ire
proachable, but he seemed to shield him
self quietly behind an impenetrable bar
rier. She felt herself on trial, with iudg
J ment reserved.
At last, it was noon, sound of angry
voices smote her ear. She stepped t.
the door. The boys were gathered in. .
crowd, and the first glance showed hel