The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1885-07-10
ONLY ONE KILLED.
On Whom the Blow Fell - cts
Better I Than Another"

Old Nurse Edwards sat on the tiny
porch of the gardeners lodge, tranquil
ly knitting, with her spectacles, as usu-
al, pushed high under her cap. She
had been told that it was u rest to re-
move them from her eyes occasionally,
though whether the relief were to the
eyes or to the glasses she could not ex-
actly remember; in either case, howev-
er, she felt it her manifest duty to spare
them all she could.
1t was a glorious summer afternoon,
and from her wicker chair she looked
out over a wide expanse of velvet lawn,
mxuriously shaded here and there with
clumps of venerable trees, in whose
branches the birds were holding high
carnival. But Nurse Edwards did not
hear the birds, for there was a cricket
just under the ledge of the veranda,
who had quite as much to say as thew,
and who had no one but her to say it
to; nor did she need to look over the
lawn for her sunlight, when beam had
come purposely to seek her out, and
was lying across her lap, like long
needle, TREMENDOUSLY waiting to be taken
up and fitted to some wonderful golden
work. 1t is only discontented people
who must search afar for their pleas
ures Nurse Edwards found ali that
she required close to her feet.
Presently she put down her knitting,
and sat stiIfly upright, with look of
recognition on her placid face, that took
the place of a smile, and seemed to eX-
press almost more of pleasure. She
had caught the sound of coming foot
steps-lght dancing, happy steps, that
could only belong TO a child, or to one
who had not yet unlearned childish
gladness; and, truly enough, the slender
figure of girl, still in her teens, soon
appeared around the corner, and in a
moment more had bounded breathless-
ly to her side. N.
"Eh, Miss Anna, dear" said the old
woman, fondly, taking the young girls
hand and patting it affectionately,
what brings We here in such haste the
dayp"
"0h! copldn' come slowly" Annie
replied, with that little, inconseuuent
laugh, that indicates happiness rather
than mirth II don't think I could
walk to-day, if it were to save my life.
My feet wouldn't let me if | asked it of
them. Nnrsie -" she suddenly stopped
and kissed the faded cheek-"Fred is
coming to-day, and I've run down to
meet him. He'll be at the gate in half
an hour. The train is due at five
o'clock" EF60FT
The old woman took the pretty face
between her hands caressingly.
81 can't think how we've so soon
grown up TO have a sweetheart, nv
bonnie dearie, we that I've nursed on
my knees and crooned to sleep this
many time gone, till looked for We
never to 0utreach the cradle. Needs
was some on We should be grown women
in the end; and l didn't say nothing
against it when twas only Miss Meg
and Miss Caroline; but did hope to
keep the last born for my ain. Eli! Ell!
IT'S the natural way of children. Here's
my Jem turned man of a sudden, with
home to keep me in; him as I'd held
a lad till it was no thataeasy to put faith
in his beard even with my two eyes upon
it. He'll be getting him sweetheart
next, tell him; but he SAYS nay, he
wants no sweetheart but his mother.
My Jem's good lad God bless him!
And so We are looking for Mr.. Fred, are
yc, Miss Anniep And it's for him that
ye're so gay in all your brave ribbonsp"
''Of course it's for him." returned
Annie, joyously. .And am / quite fine
enough, say, Nursie, dear? Win he say
he never saw me look as nice before?''
"Ay, to be sure; that viii hep re-
piled the old woman, feryently.
Though it'll no be the ribbons he'll
mark. He'll say as my Jem says when
! put on my smart gown of a Sunday
ITS the face l mind, mother, and
naught besides, he says. 'Ye look as
we'll in the Oldest gown we wears, moth
er, he says"
II am afraid Jem is an arrant fiat
terer, laughed Annie. You've pos,
itively grown conceited since you came
to live with him. You had much better
have stayed on with us at the house"