The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1878-01-17

change on inc eAplGsoAvO AaUO, a.,
sympathetic nature, proved better
charms, and as potent as beauty.
She had been years away from the
old home. She came back weary, in
the height Of one summer-tide, to rest
in its quiet shadows. There was little
change there the years trod so gently
blythe old trees only showing few adj
ditional signs Of decay, the same sweet,
old-fashioned roses and pinks nesting in
the same hooks and corners, a few more
gray threads in Farmer Wilhelm's hair,
a few more wrinkles on the face of his
wife. The cottage where Mrs. Jacobs
and her boy had lived, still stood elm
shaded and vine-Wreathed as of yore.
"Where is Imlah?' Louise inquired.
Mrs. Wilhelm shook her head, but the
father answered:
Giles there, child" indicating the
cottage; "He's been there a fortnight.
He's studying for something, nobody
knows what. Something was in one of
our city papers about him once last
spring. They think he is going to do
something wonderful. Always seemed
to me there must be something in that
big head of his, as twas pretty much all
there was Of him."
II must run over and see him soon, if
he does not call on me, which he may not
do, If he is so busy"
81 'spose you have heard Of his moth
er's DEATH" spoke the step-mother Sc
verely.
"No," said Louise, shocked, but COM
pretending with almost the anger of her
childhood, the implied reproach.
Yes, she died before he went off to
the city, poor fellow" put in the father
mildly.
Louise strengthened herself in her
friendly resolution. She walked over to
the cottage on the following morning,
and entered the open door carelessly, fear
lessly, as she had long ago. . we
The tiny parlor was unchanged, even
the pictures were in their old places, and
the rose in the window was very like the
one the dead woman had kept there; but
a splendidly- finished portrait, perfect
likeness of the unknown as she must
have been in her young, happy days,
hung in conspicuous place.
Chow he must have loved her" was
the thought Of the unlimited visitor, as
she stepped on the threshold Of the apart
ment, which, she saw at once, was with
out human occupant. A table stood
near the center of the room, covered
with instruments of which she scarcely
knew the name, and piles of manuscript.
She was standing there gazing at these,
growing doubtful of the wisdom of her
intrusion, when a door opened on the OPP
posite side of the room, and Imlah Jacobs
stood regarding her, amazed.
The same beautiful face and noble
head she remembered SO well, only with
the strength of true manhood IN its
perfect lines and curves, and-alas! the
same stunted, dwarfed body. a.4a
"Imlah!' she cried, extending her
hand, freely, yethalf timidly-and there
was world of pitying, tender regard in
athe cry. aH a aan0a Iaa
HCan you pardon my intrusion? I
wanted so much to see my old friend"
He smiled courteously.
81 should be most grateful. Will
Miss Wilhelm be seated@ HIao1
| "No. Louie Wilhelm came to see
you, Imlah; your friend In the years
agone. Ii she may not be considered a
friend now, she will go."ioj bGa
/ With the words Louie moved away,
but stood still to listen to the response.
edo not be hard In the years gone
by, I had not learned the society dis
tinctions that should have kept us apart.
When | am worthy to be called the
friend of Miss Wilhelm, / shall be only
| too happy to receive the privilege" =
j Panied, repulsed, angered, the girl
went out silently, left the cottage-for-
ever. ,HH4a-
J The dwarf sank on his knees and