The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1874-04-16
"Not 1t /" he exclaimed.

cd to the water as come and looked, and
there was the child"
sT tell you, faint no such thing. Come
away home. faint no good thinkin' about
things like them: Why, my Lady's bin
dead and buried this two months. So Just
see what nonsense you're = liking. Come
home, do 70
He took her by the arm and she followed
him. "Glad enough was" he said. after
ward. ito get her away, for she looked as
mad as a crazy dame."
1t was dusk before she reached home,
and freight was cleaning through the
window of the long unused parlor. She
fell upon her ears.
"Why. my lass. I've bin fairly moped about
tina. thowt thou was to settle ma thysel'.
And thou gas aft and says rowt at a."
He was too weak to speak without FIRE.
quent pauses. and the feeble Voice, the
catch in his berth. and the painful effort
which 1t cost him to say even a few words,
attracted his wife's attention and excited her
fears.
"Ain't you so well, father ?" she asked
anxiously, drawing near the mattress, which
was placed on o low wooden bedstead.
s"Better lass, much better. Miss Stokes
brought somebody wi her, and they fastened
opt bed and got ma in and med ma q drop
O. broth. Pm as rect as rect now. An
there's teapot ready for thee, and o bit %
summit on t'ho6."
Mary was watching him keenly. "If tell
him ali at once" she thought, sit will kill
him. Why, it verv near killed me-" So she
sat down by his side and took his hand and
stroked it. There ain'L much of it left, is
there ?" said he.
"But think your gettin' better, father"
she said in tone that sounded almost like
entreaty.
INA, ma, nor sail L this warld. This Is a.
wrong togither. an aw don't see what's to
be done. But we mum ha' patience We mum
ha' patience"
'Look 'ere, now. couldn't never bring
myself to ask you afore, but you'll tell me
true, John, won't you? Did you ever think
as I'd done anything with that money, or
made away with it ~
He started and turned upon her with such
sudden angry eyes that she knelt by his side,
began to say:
Il didn't mean to put YOU out You know
dn't. but everybodY's bin aga INST me,
and you've never sal as you was sure I'd
paid it. You've only KEEP on tayin' if pdI
paid IL I'd got the receipt And then some
times I've thought you was like all the
others, and dldn' believe as I'd paid it at
ALL" Adams anger faded ont as he saw her
trembling by his side.
"You've Ia rect to say sich thing he
continued gravey hut there, thou's had
o hard time ont, poor lass. But I nivir
thowt thou'd turned on ma. What I allus
said say moo. Thou'lt find the bill some
day"
sho laid her head beside him on the pillow
and said ''You always was such q clever old
chap, Your words IL come true, you see il
they don't. And look 'ere what I've got -
and she united corner of her shawl and
took out the coins In it one by one. "Master
Barnet give 'em me an e. says when your
Ceady for q job you've only got to GO to Inn"
Allan raised himself with difficulty, and
sat looking at her, his breath coming thick
and fast.
Chou st foond 1t knaw thou has. That's
whar thou's bin all day. Whar is 1t, less,
whar is it Show it ma. Show 1T ma"
She put 1t into his trembling hands, and
he smoothed 1t out upon tue bedcloshes,
and spelt out the words and went over the
figures. And Mary began the story of how
'she found 1t, and all that had happened since.
As she talked on, every other feeling sank
before her desire OF vengence upon Neville.
IShe attributed to him not only their poverty
and suffering, but her husbands illness and
the child's death.
"I'tl see him hung for it." she exclaim ed
''and I'll walk fifty miles to see him swing ~
ma, ma, lass, they'll nivr hang him.
'Tisn't so bad as all that. I've thowt about
1t agen and agen. L knaw he's a rogue. and
he's bin divilish hard. But somehow 1t don't
seem all wrang as 1t did to begin with, Thou
sees there's Yam that knaws rect from wrang
an If we're rect we're aside o Him. seem
to see 1t as clear, and thou'll sect It, too,
some day but I'm fairly tewed wiz talkin /"
tie leaned back exhausted, and Mary sat
silent by his side. Before long shouts from
men and boys in the village street fell upon
their ears, a rafting and beating and shaking
or tin pots and pans. songs and whistling.
and an indescribable babel of sound.
30 Al
"Why. that must be rough music" said
Mary. II amt heard it since I were child,
They gave old Tommy Giles rough music for
turning his wife out o. doors one night, and
then they broke the Ice on the horae .pond