The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1877-08-30
A QUEER COURTSHIP.

"A OVUhL0H1Es
You know how it is in letter (began
Che little shop-keeper, rubbing her thin
aEands together helplessly). was writ
-dMg TO brother Joshua, away down East,
hundreds of miles from here, and hap
ypened to tell him, among other things,
Chat the widow lady that helped teach
school here, and boarded with me, was
going away. didn't say word one
w&y or the other about Mr.. Steele, for
what did it matter to them whether he
was tyrant or not? only wanted to
-GeAl them I'd been at good deal of ex-
pense in fitting up the room, and I didn t
mind her board money so much as I did
TO have the chamber idle again, and no.
body about the house but myself, though
she was poor company at the best, being
gicizly in constitution and low in spirits
Che most of the time, and after a while
nearly driven crazy by the continual
tadgering and pickering of Mr.. Steele.
She used to come home at night that
worn out, what with the wickedness of
the children, and the eternal nagging of
&he Gcheolmaster, that I've seen her put
her head down on the table and cry fit to
break her heart. She said she couldn't
please him, do what she might, and it
was running her nerves to see him beat
tehe boys in the way that he did. She
was sure he'd break some of their bones.
X tried to cheer her as best I could, tell
9Eg her that boys bones were tough,
and Che little rascals deserved to be paid
sap &Or some of their deviltry. After an
hour or two she'd come around again
and aoe comfortable, but, la me! what
was The use? The next day, perhaps,
shed be worse than ever, and the
creatures health began to fail So [ was
glad when she gave up and went away
She was very down-hearted, Sam Riley,
the stage-driver, said, all the way down
to the train, and he gave it as his opinion
that Mr.. Steele was no better than black
hearted tyrant.
Sam is such good-natured fellow that
iG quite wore upon his mind, and he
stopped bit with me on his way to the
evening train to talk it over. | wanted
gin TO get some little things for me at
Pikeville, and, while I was making out
T3ae memorandum, Sam told me how he
pitied whatever poor body was to take
that poor creatures place.
You can just fancy how l felt when
Sam drove up to the door that night, and
T. went out to get the package, to see
brother Joshua's daughter Jemima on
the seat with Sam, chatting and laughing
axvssY as merry as cricket. I was pow
arflri GLAD to see the child, but dread
9xlly mortified to find her tucked in
g ss1ere with the driver. I told Sam pretty
sharply shat he ought to know better, fol-
Gnexe was plenty of room inside, and ]
: Sf2&n't know what the boarders over the
way would think of it.
81 She was bound to ride outside" said
TSam; and willful woman must have
.Eler way"
why, it's all the fashion up OH
'raxay,' said Mime. ''The summer board
exs swarm all over the tops of the coaches
Nike SO many Lovely bees; but if it hurts
aRyba&y's feelings I'm sorry. A school
mama must mind her p's and as.
A schoolmarm I said, wondering
what the child meant. Then she tolC
me she'd come out to take that poor little
Woman's place; that she'd written to Mr.
Steele as soon as my letter was read a
home, for she couldn't get along at the
echoed there.
@6It would take a saint to put up will
sGfleir airs and their interference, and yor
anow I like to have my own way, sale
mny maece Jemima.
"a Xes,' Isaid, for I had known Mines
&sxnper from child. Anybody coulG
eee from her hair how fiery she was; bu
gGhe dear child was just as the good Lord
had seen fit to make her, and /, for one
never hold red-haired people accountable
fer freaks of temper.
Only you can see how ridiculous il
seemed to me for her to teach under Mr.
Steele. 'sOut of the frying pan into the
Gre, Mime Isaid. " The schoolmastel
;21as it all his own way here, and hex
little better than a brute. I've seen I'M
deE my own eyes woman's heart almost
E1roken with him. Then l went on to
&EsA how he'd tormented that poor widow
7imho giving up the place, and how Ic
esaen her worry and fret till the skin fairly
dEopped off her bones.
Pooh pooh!'' said my niece; "tht
skin won't drop off my bones, aunty."
4 And I couldn't help thinking what {