The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1874-07-16

1naS meet. want to know how its dom.
1t IS we'll, said Phillis, and happy.
| Ihere was moments silence, in which
the nervous hand dragged at the shawl.
Ihen the wfetched creature lifted in
h@lf-ashamed fashion, her eyes to those of
Phillis.
Has she-forgottens she faltered. And
tnat moment the shawl was dropped, her
nand went up tc her face, and she hurst
into wild, yet almott silent weeping.
Dun OF tell me, she whispered in tbo
midst OF her sobs. Dunnot tell me:
know without askin. Idunnot see wbvI
asked a. She were only baby. Let me
be mime.
80 Phillis waited, curious contest go-
ing on in her MIND, as she watched the
shaking. shrinking form. She had not
forgiven this woman yet; bat she was be,
ginning vaguely to recognize the stained:
bruised humanity, and thus to doubt her
own stern, just self What if she were
wrong after all? What if she bad refused
what it was her duty to have given?
When the woman looked up again, she
saw in the eyes of her enemy a troubled
Questioning.
If thee would like to see the child.
Phillis began.
The old doggedness returned to the face.
did ma come for that, was the answer.
care ma enter dare no tempt mysen
she saba dress and few odments.
she-shell niver know who made EN-, so
they Gamma harm her if you'll let her wear
EN-, ending IN choked voice. There!
she said, suddenly, that's $50 1 may as
well be goin. Good neet.-1f thall tax
good meet fro such as me. And she turn
ed away.
Six months before Pdillis Denham had
spurned this lost woman; and now -
How was it that this child had given
them something in common-made them
in some sense akin? A sudden impulse
made her move forward and touch Janet
Ayres with her hand lightly.
do not quite know what owt to say
to thee, she said. I do not know why
have something to say, but If have been
wrong and-and hard, ask thee to for
give me. l have needed pity, need pity
now. will deal tenderly by thy child.
Good-by God help thee; God help us
botL
And 50 they had gone their separate
ways
! Who at Grantley has forgotten the fire
at Grantley Mills? Who will ever forget
ii VIII" lived in the generation in which it
occurred? The fire! they call It to this
day, though there were fires before and
have been since. 1t was the oil that did
it, the old mill hands say. Yo see, when
the wenches oiled the looms the cans
dripped, an there it were Tn floors
soaked through and through enow to set
the place african the first spark did
fur it, and left no help. All the engines
in Lancashire could ma have saved it, An
SO it went.
| AS for Phlllis Denham, to the last hour
OF dim old age, If such old age should
come to Der, the fearfnl day would be
! her most vivid memory. She had come
down to her work in the morning in a
heavy mood, She had been disturbed the
night before strangely, and she had not
been able To overcome her excitement.
Sitting before the fire with the Chile ia
her arms, she bad been startled by sound
at the window, and, turning suddenly,
she had caught sight of a vanishing face,
a face that had plainly been looking in
upon her and frc-lit room. The sight
made her heart leap and then almost stand
still. She could not force herself to be-
lieve it fancy, and yet when she had
opened the door there had been no one
in sight up or down the moon-iit street.
This was no. all. So strangely nervous
and excitable was she, that in passing the
office she bad been startled again by the
mere sight OF a tall man standing at the
desk, with his back towards her, because
his figure had seemed familiar.
"Dld tina see the new oVerseer? she
heard woman say.as she took her place;
and her companion answered; Aye, to be
sure, and "a good-luoking chap he is, 900.
I 1t was not more than two hours after.
that a girl at the loom next Phillis looked
up suddenly. 80 - 5. ,aea