The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1880-08-20

Uue uOt sign OF MN was tn6fe, an In q
minute. j heard. the rattle of the pulley
again, an saw that the rope was running
| thrphghIit In the wrong direction. /
made grab at it, but twas ierked out
of my hand, an before I could catch it
again the end had slipped through, an
! there ] was, more than 100 feet from
the ground, not knowing how In the
world j was to get down, an Jerry
dancing an capering below, calling out !:
Some down and thrash me now. Mr..
Forde, won't you p = =
so Then / remembered that few days
before I had found this boy annoying
Katie, an had given him cut with a
switch I had in my hand. He had skunk
away without. a word at the time, but il
seems lie remembered the blow, and
took this way of being revenged.
| Well, at first / was scarcely fright
ened, expecting somehow that, once the
people below knew Of the fix I was in,
they'd find some way or other of getting
me- out of it. But. when I came to
think of it, not bit of way could I
hit ON myself, an sure I knew more
about ,chimneys than any one else in the
! place. Twas getting late, too there
wouldn't be much more than another
half hour of daylight, an the. wind was
rising-I could hear it whistling through
the trees. - .''. .'..s.''
By this time people knew what had
happened, an crowd was collecting; I
could see them coming from all parts,
for Of course I had a view of all about. I
saw a, boy go up to the door of the
counting house.. an presently young
Squire Philip came running outArrln-
ming as if for his life. When he came
he took the command like, an began
giving directions, an the people, who
had only stared at first, now ran here
an there as he sent them. First, they
brought out long ladder, an fixed it
on the roof below the chimney. could
have told them that twas too short,
knowing as I did the length of every
ladder i'm the place; but somehow,
though / heard their shouts plainly, 1
could not make them hear mine; it
seemed as if the voices went up, like
smoke. j8lia .ti3 U9tt.'t ss9# v#5f +:
Then there was great delay while
they went for longer ladder and this,
too, didn't reach half way. A man
climbed up it, however, an called out to
know had j a bit of string in my pocket
that I could let down! Mott bit. could
i find! Ihad had a big bali only the
ayibefore, but / had taken it out Of my
pocketIan' put it ON shelf at home. I
took off my braces an fastened them an
my pocket handkerchief together, but
they didn't near reach the top of the
ladder so that plan had to be given up.
IN All this time the wind was rising, an
I waslgetting numb with the cold, an
stiff an cramped from being 50. long. in
the one position. There was. a big clock
right over the gateway just opposite,
an I saw that it only wanted 90 minutes
of 5 !, it would be nearly dark at 5, an,
once the darkness set in, what little
hope T. had would be gone.
I /, The young Squire seemed to have
gone away by this time, but there was
my father among the crowd I; an. who
!, who should I see, standing next him,
an holding on by his arm, but Katie!
They had forgotten everything but the
fright about me, an he seemed to, be
talking to her an comforting her. After
a bit I saw the young Squire again. He
had a big thing in his hand, looking
I like pocket handkerchiefs stretched over
a frame, an I saw that it was kite, an
that they meant to send a string up to
me in that way. But you never in all
|. your life saw such an unmanageable
| kite. First twas too heavy, an then
twas too light, and then the time they.
seemed to lose making tail to steady
it I'll heard after that part of that same
tail was made of ibank!notes Squire.
Philip took out of his pocket when he
could get nothing else quick enough.
I He got them all back later, for not
man, woman or child in theiplace would
have touched one of them, when they
saw him using them in that way lot hHl.
u When the kite did go up at last the
wind was so'high that they could not
manage it properly. !, 1t came very near
me once, an made a snatch at the
string, nearly oYer-reaching myself in
doing so; but missed it, an Just then
there came terrible gust of ,wird, the
string broke, an the: kite, was carried
away, an stuck fast in the branches. OF.
a, big tree behind the proprietor's house,
I looked over. at the clock to see how
much time was. left me, an. I found that
LIQUID not see the hands any, longer; the
darkness had come on in the last few
minutes, Then I gave up all hope, for
T knew I could never hold on till
morning. i...-,:f..4 .....f .....s-.... 49,
I tried to think of death, an to make
myself ready for it, but I couldn't mot
a prayer nor good word could / call to
mind, only going over an over again in
my head the way 'twould all happen
how. the, people would go away one by,
one, how I'd be left alone, in the dark
ness. an the bowling wind, an how
at last I'd not be able to hold on
longer, an fall, an be found in the
morning all crushed out of shape. The
people below seemed to have given up
all thought of helping me now, an
were standing quite Quiet. & ''l3sii"
p" Twas so dark by this time that I could
not distinguish the faces at all I could
just make out Squire Philip in his dark
suit among the white nill-n1en, an poor.
Katie. She was. crouched down on the
ground now, her apron over her head.
All of sudden saw her leap UP with
great cry, an clap her hands, an call
something Then there was q confused
sort of shout as if every one in the
crowd was saying the same thing at the
same time, and then Squire Philip, MAX
ing sign to silence them, put his two
hands up to his mouth, an sang out in
voice that came up to me above the noise.
of the wind a;i4a!"i aI 33i 9oi HaH
lHTake off your stocking and ravel it;
the. thread will reach the ground a'l Z
Atfrst I didn't understand him, be-
ing dazed like, but then the meaning
came on me like message from heaven.
/ got off one of my socks with some
trouble nice new one they were, too, of
Katie's own knitting, that she had given
me for a Christmas box-an' with the
help of my teeth loosened one end of
the thread. 1T gave readily enough
after that, an, when / had a good piece
Pof it ripped, I tied my knifeito the end
Eof it to make it heavy, an let it drop,
ripping more an more of the sock as it
went down. Then 4 felt 1T stop. an
presently there came shout telling me
to wind it up again. Very slowly and
carefully l. did it, fearing the string
would break. an, when the last bit of it
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