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

was present out themselves, she would
amuse herself talking off the folks who
spoke in the last revival meeting, show
ing how Elder Prosy at Wheatfeld, cor
scious in the midst of long prayer that
the candles on the desk needed snuffino.
grcped for them with his eyes shut, snuffed
them out between his thumb and finger,
and threw the red hot ends into a broth
er's new hat on the deacon seat, and
wrupg his hands at this foretasse Of dam
nation; then she would follow this episode
with singing Coronation guturally like
Deacon Crockett. and nasally like old Mrs.
Quaver, and relate how Deacon Crockett
always omitted the blessing when they
had pudding and milk for tea; and Mrs.
Ferriston would look at Agnes over her
spectacles, and shake her head in protest,
but laugh in spite of herself. But by-and
by my lady began to suggest improve
ments in the house: there might be a
wing built out here, the roof might be
raised, the yard needed q new picket
fence; whoever heard of house without
flower garden? e3vn9toI IN
II thought we mad one, ell, Jane?' said
Cyrus. a.a... a5...aff
"Where ignorance is bliss" returned
Agnes. Nobody has such old-fashioned
things as marigolds, bachelor's-buttons,
hollybocks, and Notwithstanding in their
garden nowadays; every body laughs at
'em. *a.g5art ~.
81 suppose the Lord made 'em," objected
Mrs. Ferriston; and then Agnes openly
confessed that she should die of the land
scape papering on the best room, which
Mrs. Ferriston had guarded from the flies
for years as if it Lad been gallery OF
paintings by the first masters; and for her
| part, declared, looking out at the window,
she hated to see nice fields about house
disfigured with vulg locking PUMPKINS
and cabages. After she went home Cyrus
set to work quietly making some Of the
alterations she had suggested-for they
were to be married in the spring-asking
James opinion and cooperation as If she
had been sister. In the first place he
built on the wing, and cut another win
dow in James room. p.
"You'll be able to see to prink better,
jennie said he; cor maybe on second
hought-"maybe you'd rather have a
room,in the new wing? Take your cholce;'
for James parents were dead, and she bad
now been living year 10 and year out at
The Numbers. .s.... H.,
'I shan't want either the one or the
other, thank you" she answered. ea g
"Why not. I should like to know? Are
you going to swing in hammock among
the trees?' rssara +. -~ 9lfv s4
I'm going to seek my fortunes" she
laughed. because she felt more like crying.
"Going away from here Jenniep' he
cried, dropping the hammer with which
he had been driving nails: a"Where are
you going?' @U r.....
II don't know-somewhere. He paused
a moment, IS if he was trying to under
stand her, and perhaps his eyes were
opened a crack; then he picked up the
hammer and resumed his work.
Il never thought of such thing, Jane
between the blows. "There's no need
of it. At least you'll stay --till-till--
spring." SAL aa 'o $500 D7..& 44@
eyes I will stay till Agnes comes" she
answered: .a e....,... ar..- Ftaf 81.
Ihe winter SCI ID early that season, and
Cyrus went, as usual, into the woods LOO :
ging, leaving his mother with Jane. fol
company, and a boy TO clear the paths
and look after the stock Few but those
who live there know what a winter in
The Numbers is like, when the snow
hedges you about week out and week in,
and passing team is SO rare as to bring
the household from the kitchen or. attic
to watch it out of sight, and the wind
whistles oYerimiles ofuninhabited country
with nothing to impede it, when there is
nothing to break the monotony3 of the
long frosty days, which the almanac say )
are short, but homely duties, and the
promise Of ssed-times and harvest. It
seems then as If no sun were potent
enough to melt the mountainous drifts
built as miraculously as the coral reefs;
land at mldnio hit Won waIre M euddonl