The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1874-04-16

leaned forward and looked narrowly at
her
ut Is a receipt. But want you to |
tell me"
"What receipt ?" she gasped, rather
than spoke.
"a receipt for eight pounds three shil-
i'ngs and four-pence, given on the 18th of
September last. It is bakers DILL and
is signed by Walter Neville"
us that the money I've been paying
i'm ?"
eyes: bat if this receipt has been in
your possession why did you not produce
it p said the Judge, not ankindly.
I'D lost it, and now I've found it.
told you Id lost it, and told you Id paid
it. And that's lis writin. You can see
that, and g cant swear against thst. And
there's the hole where he showed the pen
Gil through the paper. Didn't I tell you
ne showed the pencil through, and then
begun to write again? And didn't tell
you Id paid i'm, and wasn't my void as
good as his? And you let i'm take all
that money with nobody standin by to
say as e did or e didn't. And look sere
what you've done to me and mine. She
paused for an instant in this passionate
ontourst, and confined more slowly
I'm starved, that's what am. I'm
starved to skin and bone; the childs
dead, and my husband he's a dying !;
starved he is, like me. We amt got bite
nor sup In the house-not a mouthful of
yitual-ner rag of clothes, nor morsel
OF all the bits of things as my poor father
and mother worked all their lives TO
scrape together, and as we've worked for
too the last six years. And look ere now,
there 'e is, and she pointed to Neville,
who was in the court "there @ is as
brought US to this, and I pray God
Almighty to cuss im as I cuss i'm, day
and night. risin up and laying down!
Il man came lorward and took her by
the arm, and spoke kindly to her and led
her to a seat. Everyone in the building
was standing up and leaning forward,
trying to look at her. For months she
had been coming amongst them-proud
and insolent at first, and received with
jeers and tsunting speeches, growing quiz
ct and even humble, imploring grace with
tears, urging as reason for it her child's
death and the funeral expenses, her aus-
bands illness, begging her creditor to
have patience and she would pay. And
they had grown accustomed to the worn
face and the ragged clothes, but on this
day there came back to the Judge, and
to many others also. vision of her as
she stood there seven months previously
bright and comedy and we'll clad, with
the pretty child In her arms.
And men and women at the far end of
the court, who would not have turned
their heads even when she passed, were
new standing on tiptoe, and crowding
forward. and leaning on each others
shoulders to get glimpse at hes.
Neville was directed to go forward,
and the Judge handed the receipt to
him.
us this your signature ?" he said.
The man took it and stood for a mo-
ment silent, looking at i. on all sides,
and turning the paper back wards and
forwards. Then he began to call God to
witness that it had clean gone out OF his
head.
But he was sternly interrupted
ANSWER my question. Is that sigma
ture yours ?"
swell, sir, L must explain. I have
such a number of these bills, and you
see must have forgotten to enter it in
my book when I got home"
81 don't want your explanation, is this
your signature ?"
eyes, sir, but -"
THAT will do"
There was a moments silence, and then
with more than his usual quietness, the
Judge spoke. Mary stood up to listen,
but the words fell coldly on her ears
Criminal negligence" the probable
necessity for ulterior proceedings" con-
veyed nothing to her mind. A few
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