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

mo, no ~ was uttered In trennlous
whisper. For Gods sake be quiet. Don't
STIR; It's as much as my. life is worth IL they
get hold of me.
a thrill Of recognition shot though Allan
and his wife.
Get leet," said Allan, sternly ;'let him
see whar he is"
LIZ Vas Neville. He was wild with terror,
ana as Mary held candle to the fire he
sprang to the window shutters and closed
ana barred them. Then. by the dim light
OF the .allow candle, as he looked round he
saw the white faces that we're turned toward
MN. he fell upon his knees aad implored
them to have mercy apon him.
Il didn't know where was coming to nor
where was. was creeping along under
tue hedge when got away from them, and
! saw bit of freight through the window.
But didn't know where it was. Don't give
me up. for Gods sake. It's as much as my
ilie 10 worth. There amt nothing that you
can name that won't give for my life. And
I've wife and seven children at home"
Mary listened intently. There came into
ner race savage, eager look. whilst he
pleaded Tor his life, as of wild animal waits
Neville threw himself on his knees
before her, and implored her to spare
him. But it was in vain. She spurned
him with her foot, and tried to pass. He
was desperate, his life was at stake, and
ne seized and tried to hold her back.
Then filled with sudden strength and
fury, she dashed him from her, and he
tell, stunned and bruised, against the wall,
and lay there insensible.
"Ill get a stick, she said, turning to
her husband With glazing eyes, "and quiet
him till they comes up.
"Thou'll stop whar thou u.s.. said he
sternly. "Does Ia mean to murder i'm,
and nae here a deeing? Tboull stop wi
me.
"Look here, father-you amt goin to
let him off, not if you've the heart of
man. ! needn't hit i'm again. I'll just
open the door and holler out as hes here.
"Mary. said Allan, raising himself slow
ly III the bed and sitting up as he looked
at her with great appealing eyes, "come
here my lass and sit down wi me. Use not
long for this world, lass, and thoull see
1t plain enough if thou looks at ma
Somehow cant bide to see tina betheren
and fechtin. not though its for me and
child. Seems as if it had nowt to do WI
t churchyard I'm gavin to, nor wi t time
as we've bin together and bin so happy,
and had lille lad wi US an aw. And now
Use gavin down to him, and shall be
thinkin aid thinkin tina like ia now
And eh, lass, but I'd like tina to do sommut
real grand, like as if thou was to forgie
the man and let him ga. Why it nd be
like partin wi your life to do it, and
seems to me as if Icould lie there and
think of 1t DER and DER again, and niver
git tired of 1t till tn u comes to ma. And
Icouldnt bide to think that fellas death
lying at nv dooer like as it wad. Mind
tha it wad part ns,it wad part US grave.
and we nivef hev been parted see We
come togither. Let him ga, lass--let
him ga. Poor meeserable beggar! and ex
the Lord to forgie him, as do.
Long before this speech, interrupted
by MARY pauses and broken by his in
cessant cough, was finished, Allan had
sunk back on his bed. AS he pleaded,
his voice grew more and more feeble, and
the words came in gasps. Mary stood in
silence by his side; the candle was burn
ing low in the socket; it apluttered and
went out. Neville, who had recovered,
was afraid to move or speak. The feeble
spark OF red in the fire gave no light in
the room, and the voice Of the dying m an
came like sob TO startle the listeners at
long intervals. Then there was silence,
broken by the hasty steps upon the gravel
Inc sound OF many voices and loud
knocking at the door.
MARY turned slowly and opened it, and
voice out Of the darkness said:
"hlssis, that old raskils got away from
us somehow; but well tar and feather i'm
afore the nights oyer, Ind duck i'm in the
morse pond and all. Jimmy Higgs has
just ON to Tell us that as was comm
from brenchley an hour ago, he Sc the old
DloKe sneakin up this path. Just give rs