The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1874-07-09
his guard. do you mean to say that
am in the habit of drinking?"

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Mrs. Deering paused in her work, and
looked up in grieved surprise "Why
Horace! How could you suppose so? Even
if did not know your better judgment,
I have always lad toomuch confidence in
your integrity and honor to suspect you
of such thing referred to the man
who hid the dem;john in The NOW"
This was the keenest thrust Of all Mr..
Deering had often felt pride in the def
erence with which his keen-sighted wife
always regarded his judgment, and the
trust which she reposed in his honor. He
felt that he had not only betrayed Der
confidence, but used it as a means OF de-
ceiving her.
Mrs. DeerIng continued in peculiar,
soft, low tone Of voice, which had a way
of of going straight to Horace behring's
heart.-"T never felt more how greatly I
was blessed in having husband in whom
could safely trust my happiness and rep
utation-tor you know a MAJ and wife are
regarded as one in tlis respect by society,
and all The household must rise or tall
with the head of the famil y--than the
other day when went to see Jennie She,-
don. Everything about the house showed
pitiful effort, which some womeA have
the courage 20 MAKE, TO have things look
bright and cheerful, even IN the face of
every encouragement. While Jennie aud
were talking, little Willie came and
stood by my side, waiting to be noticed.
why, Wilie!' said at length. why amt
you at SCHOOL,
Il saw in moment that my question
had touched tender spot. He looked
down embarrassed, and then answered
with childish sincerity, I have
no clothes to wear!'
L glanced quickly up to my friend
she turned her face away, Ard then,
hardly knowing whether ought to make
the offer, lest it should pain her, l said, -
1 will tell you, WilIle-my Robert has
a suit that he has outgrown. He wore
them last Summer for nice; they are good
and whole, and if mamma will let you
come over some day you can haue them.
would much rather you would have them
than not
"Poor child! he was almost wild with
delight. oh, am so glad!' he cried.
Now | can go to school, and play with
the other children,and learn to read, can
|, mammal"
"Jepnie turned her back coward ne
and walked to the window. In this ef-
fort to hide her emotion, saw volumes
of the secret sorrow, the heart breaking
anguish, which ntemperance can bring
to woman's heart, l tell you I had
much to do to keep buck the tears, for |
know that Jennie still loves her husband,
in SPITE OF his faults. aud nothing would
wound her affectionate, sensitive nature
more, tb IN show of pity for her on &C.
count of her husbands weakness"
Mrs. behring's tears we're falling now
Mr. Deering felt his own eyes moisten.
He rad known Jenrie Sheldon when a
child; he remembered with what pride he
used to draw the red-hooded, laughing
little girl on his sled to school. Some
way thhese old friends of cur childh ood,
who have been confined with rs through
the long bright Summer days, on the
hard, straightforward benches in the old
weather beaten schoolhouse, and while
the songs of the free, happy birds come
in through the high shutterless windows,
have had to endure with us all the tor
lures of the multiplication table and kin
Idred infections, who have run and romp-
cd with Us at noon-tme, and played
"pisen," and "hi spy" and "old buzz I'd, !"
fill nook very near to that of brothers
and sisters in our hearts! Mr.. Deerjng
felt his heart stir with indignation toward !
the wretch who had blighted the life Of
this merry little girl, and made her a SAd,
broken-hearted woman. And then the |
thought came, could it be that this curse
Threatened the, happiness of his helpful,
loving wife9 This subject was beginning
to look very different to Mr.. DeeringI