Lexington weekly intelligencer. (Lexington, Mo.) 1871-1887, 1877-08-18
LOVE STRONGER THAN DEAH
From the New York sunday MurcurI
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to say you could drive Il coachandNur.
/ drew my chair nearer TO ii win a
shivcr.
What i night say.
Il, it still >nowing?" asks my lie,
who sits opposite to me, her boUkand
work on the table beside her.
"East- You can scarcely see yard
before You.
Heaven help any poor crcare on
the moor tonight J." says She.
WHO would venture out? lbegan
sfowing before dark, and all thqeopie
about know the danger of bag be
nigtted on the moor IN Il Snowtorm.
"les. But | have knOwnpe"pie
irozem'o TO death hcreabouts. .beio' now. y
Ny wife Is Scotch, and thiSlea>ant
house in trc Highlands is hers. We are
irving wlatcI, in il for the isl time,
and find it excessively cold al some
what dull. Mentally Gecic that III
future We will only grace itwith our
presence during the shooting season.
Presently 20 to the window nd look
out it has ceased showing. an through
Il rlt in The clouds see sar
1t Is beginning 20 c.e,u, | tell my
wife, and also inform he. tai il is past
eleven. A. She .igifs ner nndlc At 4
sidc-lable hear 4 wbnilg ;nd scratch
ing ut the irOnt-door.
There is Laddie bose AGAIN" says
she
Would YOU let I'm in. dear
| did not like tacingtle cold wini. but
could not refuse to i.tin the poor ami
mai. Strangely enough when 1 op'ned
the door and called I'M, he wou!dn' t
come. He runs up 10 titdoor and locks
into my face with dunn cntrcatyi then
he runs back Il few step, locking round
To see il am following ana finally. hc
takes nv coat in his Iputh and tries /,
draw me out.
"I.ad,iie won't come l, '" call out Il
NV wife ''Dn the cOlrary, he seems
10 want me 10 90 out al haze a game
of snow bail with him,
She throws shawl round her an,
comes To the door Thcolli. was her:
before W.. were married ana She is ii
most rs fond ot him. It. her, a, She i,
OF Jack, our eldest boy.
"I.addir. l.addic; cole in sir. H.
comes obedlcntIy ut het"al.. but refuse
to enter the hou~r. and Fr1I"S the sam
dumb puntonlimo hc hs already 1rie'
on me.
II shall shnl him "ut Jessie | say
a night in the snow wn't hurt him
and prepare to close III door.
You will do nothing; OF the kind,
she replies with IN am!ouS look ''h'
you will rouse the srrl al 1t once an
follow him Somc 6u,i~ lost in til
snow. and laddic hnnW it.
laugh ideally, Jr.ie, You are al
slIrd I.tidic l. :. otg@l"uS animal, /
doubt. bat c.,nn". bGeyr he - ;
clever a. that. How an he pos>ib
know whether any or is .ost IN Il
SHOW ur not
'.ircause he haa ioun them and con
bnrr To- lI~ tor help l."t, al him now
II ctunut but own tht the dog scci
restless and uneasy. an is evidently t
= deuyurium to coaN Ii, triolioW him;
looks At us with patit@c entreatl in
eloquent eyes why r"n't you belle
mep' he seems to ask.
"Cumc. she confines, You knc
You could not rest vile there WAS
pn~siblitv ola fellow c.caturc wantil
yuur assistance. .tni am cert:
= I.4i,!e iS not deccving uS."
- What Is poo hen-pecked man
do? grumble and resist and yield;
II, have often gnmhled ami resisted a
welded before and Il doubtless OFT
shall again.
.Laddic one found man N
show hctorc, bit he was dead. Jes
~uy-. a. she LLrir,i oil to ill a II,
," with brandy. and get ready ="
e. blankets Tor u i take with rs. In
meantime rOucd the servants h
are all English with the exception
Donald. the Tartcner, and can
that they are 4oiiing!y skeptical
Laddc's >agacity and inwardiy disg'
ed at having To tun cut ot their wa
beds and face the litter winter night
.ninna trouble -cr,eis,' | hear
Donald ~av The mistress Is II
'rc enough. 4 I'D I.aldie is clevcrcr t
monv a christian and will find sol
thing in the snawthis night
Don't sit up. .cssie,' say. As
ne start; ..wc mayoe out halt the nj
on the wild-gooi, chase"
"Follow Laidc clo>ely,' is the {
'"r answer She mak!s.
nd The do -prin,s forward with
g., Gus bark. constantly looking back to
u" il we are following. As we pas
ii. through the avmue gates and cmt
Oh to the moor he moon struggles
&; Il moment through the driving ctc
,a and lights up with 4 sickiy CLEAN
" snow-clad coumry before us. Its
looking Tor needle in a bundle OF
''E sir" says John, the coachman, &c
ss- dentially. to think as we should
-. anybody on such night a this
in some places the snow Is more
'ws a couple o'tee. thick. and 1t goes nc
no reason to think that Il dumb an
would have the scnset to come home
e'' fetch help.
"Riie Il wee. bid- n Vice. Says
Donald Il dinna ken what your
iSh dogs can do; but a 60 lie, thou
hasna been pleasant to Providen'
give the creatur the gift o speech.
nan do mony mair things than them
wad doride it
II amt deridin' of 'em, says i
II only say rs how if they be so
ous clever Eve never seen il.
''Yr wuIl, though. We wull," say,
Donald, as he hurricS forward
laldle, who has now settled down
1T" swinging trot and is taking his
straight across the lonGlicst part "
bleak moor. The cold wind almost
, Us in two, and whirls the snow int
faces. nearly binding us. My II
tips are becoming numhcd. iciclcs
goal from my mIStache and beard. an
feet and lc%S are soaking wet,
through NV shooting boots and
II, =. leather lrgginGs.
The moon has gone in again, m
light from the lantern we carry is
a., lv sufficient to show uS the inequ;
in the height OF the snow. by wine
are guessing at our path. | be!
wish had -iavcd at home. Mar
til" poses. Int woman dIsp">es, | :
myself; and begin t" consider vi
| may venture {" give up the :
(Which have undertaken purely t
''"' Isfv my wife. for am ike John
won't believe in Kaddir) when Su,
hear Il shout in front OF me. n
,.gau Donald. who has all the time been
iug close to Laddic, drop on his
and begin digging wildly in the
with his hands. We all rush 10,
'"' Is l.ad,lc has stopped at what appc
be the foot of a stuntcd tree. an,
scratching and whining for a me
and sits down and watches. leaving Il
to us. What is it that appears wi
have shoveIed away the snow ?
object Is it Il bundle of rags
ideh. or alas' was ii Il human being
raise it carctully ly and tendcrly, anC
IT in enc OF the warm blanket