The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1872-09-19


ants many opportunities of enjoying them
selves. as my sleep was sure to be long
and sound.
cat length mania-a potu assailed me.
During my whole life no one had ever
thought of giving me single spoonful Of
water had craved~-the cooling, cheer
ing refreshing drop of water Now, no
longer crayed for it. In nay widest fren-
zies was accused of having the collie
down, as usual, went the fiery drink, until
finally was literally burn out. I was
nothing but cinder within, a shell with
out My stomach was cooked to . crisp,
my intestnes were shriyeled-my lungs,
no longer filled with pure air. belched
forth only the fiery fumes that had con-
sumed me. died. was good for moth
ing. hope whatever form nv dust is
destined to take on earth, it will not be
watered, as when Inhabited it, with al
cohol."
CAS- this speaker ceased, there arose
wall of sympathy, such as had first attract
ed me to the pandemoniac chamber: as it
subsidized, another little figure had taken
the stand:'
"My legs" he said drought me out of
the world. My mother labored under the
strange delusion that her child was born
a Highland laddie of America. was
dressed or left undreSsed rather, in short
plaid stockings, reaching to the calf Of
my leg, and an elegant kilt reached lust
to the knee. My limbs were moulded in
cherubic forms, and when exposed in the
nursery, were pretty. But the nursery
was too narrow a field in which to dis
play my beauty. On bitter cold days
was walked out over the icy streets, the
keen wind chapping my flesh and chilling
my blood till my knees looked like twin
nutmeg graters painted blue l used to
look at my mothers long, comfortable
skirts and thick leggings drawn up over
warm hose, and wondered if she could
survive fashion such as / wore if adopt
ed by herself. [ became afflicted with in
tiammatory rheumatism, and, unable to
endure the pain, gave up the ghost"
II felt" said my grandmother, "that
this victim was sacrifice to a fashion
started since my day. I know that your
father was never dressed in such ridcu-
lous style when a boy, for with my OWE
hands knit his warm wooden stockings,
and saw that his comfortable little trow~
sers came we'll over the instep of his little
calfskin Shoes" -.
The next speaker was dream faced
little girl, who trembled as she rose, and
said:
II am an opium eater. Ny death war
rant was written on the first bottle of
Godfrey's Cordial broug bit into my moth :
er's house. A few drops at first sufficed
to hush my feeble cries. Then Godfrey's
Cordial would not do. A few drops of
pure laudanum were administered. Soon
could not go TO sleep without it. Then
nurse would give me small opium pill
in my panada. Of course ] was but little
trouble. I was a deep sleeper, but my
digestion became impaired, too much
sleep weakened me, and knew no natu
raj slumber. My eyes became like those
of slsep-walker, full of dreams when
wide awake. lost my appetite my head
grew full of pain; my baby heart was al
ways aching. / closed nv eyes forever
one day on the home where I felt could
be little loved. where my low walls were
never permitted to appeal to hose around
blue eyes were scarcely ever permitted to
look around in the world in which they
had been opened, and where instead of
proper care and food and exercise, the
baleful pill and enervating sleep were all
that were offered me. There are many
parents who seem to think children must
pass their childhood out of the way, and
only get in the way when they have be-
come, in spite of all sorts of ill-treatment,
useful or ornamental members of society,""
"This child was still speaking" said
my grandmother, "when rushed out. |
had been mother once, and could not
listen to these innocents in that fearful
waiting chamber, recapitulating the woes
that had sent them there, any longer.
II felt impelled to visit the earth. I
came. In no light could make myself
visible to you until your tallow candle
was brought in. rove 4aa
my dear, remember what have told
you. Some of these days you may be q
mother. Be more than careful of the sa-
cred charge of little children. Think of
them-care for them. Do not, to ease
your cares sink them into unnatural slum-
bers, or give them over to selfish nurses.
Upon you hangs their lives-in great
measure their happiness, both here and
hereafter. beg you will give"
Just at this moment the cock crew loud
ly. The voice at my elbow was still. I
looked around-the rocking chair was
empty; the ghost had vanished.
A few days since one of our popular at
torneys called upon another member of the
profession and asked his opinion upon a
certain mint IF law Thn lau-A. j 4 q