The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1874-08-13

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ed to any one but herself. Perhaps in
the gradual re-awakening, he may have
caught the meaning this, but he gave
no sigu of it. By frantic efforts Jane
succeeded in removing the limb that had
fallen upon him, and, having pushed and
dragged it to safe distance, she made
bonfire Of it, which ilumined the CHASTITY
night fantasticly, and kept the wolves at
bay that were bowling in the woods near
1t was only then hat she discovered that
his leg was broken? There was but one
thing to do, however; she PROV ded him a.
counterpane Of spruce boughs, as warm as
wool, gathered dry faggots in the edge of
the woods, and extended her. blaze in a
circle about the disabled man, like an
Indian watch-fre; then she fastened home,
and, as his mother vas too infrm TO give
assistance, she yokel the stiers into the
drag for old Dapple's slender legs;could
not founder safely through the drifts
and urged them slowly across the untrod-
en- snow, guided by the lantern, to the
nearest neighbor, five miles away, who
willingly left his warm pillow, and with
his son of fifteen, plodded back on the
drag where the watch-fres smouldered
~ 80 -
and CYruswaited. It was not long after
this before Cyrus was safe in bed, with
bis mother and Jane administering to
him, and neighbor Goodheart and the
steers on the way for the doctor But it
was many long week before he left his
bed; indeed, the drifts had Dissolved like
magic, and spring had woven her spells
in blade and bud, and the grass was long
and ready for moving, before he took his
first step lGto the air, and then he leaned
on James arm, and walked with crutch.
The folks in The Numbers said
he would always need to use 8
crutch, unless he preferred cork
leg. When the doctors from
IWheatfeld and beyond had decided upon
Cyrus had sent for Agnes.
Perhaps he had meant to give her her
freedom, with q lingering hope that she
would reject ii; perhaps he craved the
solace of her presence before his journey
toward the Valley of Shadows. Nobody
ever knew; it was only known that she
refused to go to him! The people in The
Numbers blamed or excused her, accord
Ing to their natures or predispositionS.
'She didn't promise herself to cripple"
"It's better to live uumated than i'll
matched "She's like to go all the way
through the woods and pick up a crooked
stick at last" It's a poor kind of love
that's scared at misfortune" were some OF
the current remarks passing from mouth
to mouth.
aa And SO the year wore through, and
Cyrus could no longer go up the Aroos-
took numbering, nor swing his scythe in
the meadow. He had to hire hand
about the farm But while he sat at
home with :dle, impatient hands, inspira>
ton came to Him as he watched Jane la
boring at her wheel, and be invented a
spinning machine. About this time old
Mrs. Ferriston slipped away out Of life;
and Que day Mrs Deacon Crockett rode
OYER to engage Jane for her winters
weaving
You won't. be needin' a housekeeper
no longer, | s'pose, Cyrus" said she; "and
folks allus talk SO; so, thinks I, Jane he'd
better come home with me for the weay-
ing" -, go. &..@,,,... ... A..
Jane, "'he. said-for Mrs. Deacon Crock
ct used an ear-trumpet, and was no kind
of hinderance to love making -"Jane,you
promised to stay with me till Agnes came.
Will you keep your promise?nrxz aa3g
'@''Y fs, Cyrus, | Will, if you Insist upon
It," she ansswered,am.tlasl 26lao abmsaa'
"Jape and J." he SAID, speaking into
Mrs. Crocket's trumpet. 'fare going down
to Wheatfeld this afternoon to be mar
RED RED: a0qG y}ysqo9g % 11iA ns3 pal4
y Mrs Crockett took the Price farm on
her way home, for fear her news would
spoil if kept over night asa9 tsas vrfjdad /
! Cyrus Ferriston's going tq be married,
said she, and no thanks han t., you, Agnes
Price, Jane lHiatton''s 2, ldcky gsll.'"di bloa
!. 90 jtellF"', cried Asnes, " Never swan
4 rrnorn CO urav hTt what no,,Il Gn1 SIC