Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1875-01-27

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once, too. That was four years
ago. He got work down to Akron,
and was steady all winter. He
sent us money reg'lar, and we were
all so happyl But that didn't last
long. When he came home he
went to Aunt James first. She's
mothers sister, and she drinks
worse'n he does," she exclaimed,
parentheticly. "She Civ him .he
first glass o whisky, the very day
be got back, and urged him till he
drank with her; and since then
he's been worse'n ever. He was
always real kind, when he
wasn't in liquor-but then he was
just awful. We children used to
run an hide, whenever we heard
him coming. hid away in the
garret in the dark, many an many
a night, an cried an cried, to hear
him talk so to mother. He used
to swear at her and beat her awful,
sometimes. One morning he got
mad at her-something about the
breakfast-and struck her in the
face an split her nose open. An
the neighbors come n an put
cobweb on to stop the bleeding.
Mother hain't lived with him
though, since he killed my sister,"
she added in low terrified tone.
"Killed your sister !" exclaimed
Miss Glen, shocked.
"Yes'm,' she went on in dreary
way as if thinking aloud about
something that was too terrible to
remember, yet could never be for
gotten.
"Yes'm he has killed two of 'em.
Little Johnny went first he was
the baby-only three months old.
Mother left him lying in the cradle
one day, while she went to carry
home some shirts she had been do
ing up; and while she was gone,
father came in, and stumbled into
chair right side O. the cradle. He
was too drunk to sit up, or know
what he was doing, and fell over
the cradle right on to the baby ;
and before mother got back Johnny
was dead. He was such q big
heavy man, he just crushed the
life right out of the little thing.
"Tell me about your sister"
said the lady. ta,
"Sister Jennie i--she was oldern
any of US. The only sister I ever
had, too. And oh but she was
pretty! She had great blue eyes,
and hair just like that shining yell
low silk you have there mem ! She
was just seventeen years old, and
we were all so proud of herl She
was afraid of him, I reckon foi
she always kept her door bolted
nights; but one night when he was
drunk, he crawled through hei
window, and got into her room
and he trampled on her and hurt
her SO, she never got over it, She
died in just little while, and he
killed her !" . -r3 F -a+
"That vas two years ago." she
resumed. when she had found hel
voice again. Itnearly killed moth
er, too; she's been sick ever since
She would not live with him any
more, though, after that" ef
"Why didn't the neighbors inter.
fere and hang the wretch" burs,
in Martha, indignantly.
q "They didn't know much about
it," answered Meg. "Mother new.
err let on about it, 'casue he was
her husband, you see J"
"Where Is he, now :" asked the
lady. rr.r.F .a H vli7a
"Down to Aunt James. He live,
there all the time, now" 20
"Do you ever see him I" boa
"Sometines He comes home
after the wash money once in Q
WHILE" ~ ksa .r
Wouldn't give il to him." advis'
ed Martha. w8 tn
"But he gets her by the throat
and threatens to kill her IL she
don't. We set the dog on him
yesterday, though and drove him
of. I'm most afraid he will muir
der her yet, some dayl" she said
with look of frightened dispaiI
that was pitiful in the face Of
child.
She got up here, and picked mp .