Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1886-11-05

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Should We not cry" said Jakey.
"when the Dalles beats our sweet Name
during the nightf"
Slobe wiped her tears and left the
room TO talk to some of her neighbors,
who complained about the great noise
which disturbed the neighborhood night
after night.
81 would sooner kill him." was the
/ grocer's wife, Madame Diamond, heard
to say, than to suffer this any longer
The children listened. GLOW can
Name kill him r. said little Jacob; she is
an evil spirit. You may beat the air as
much as you please, and he does not feel
1t; and tle Dalles is like the air."
When night came on, Slobe took the
children to bed. 1t consisted of straw
and pillow filed with hay; an old,
dilapidated, patched up quilt served as
cover for all three. But they, neverthe-
less, slept very soon as quiet as the an-
gels in heaven. They had made up
their minds to keep awake again. but
their eyelids became heavy; however be-
fore long they were aroused from their
sleep by terrible noise in the front of
the street door, like the roaring of wild
animal. They heard their mother Slohe
rise from her couch, then saw how she
made q light. She evidently had made
up her mind to meet the Dalles face to
| face.
LET me jump out and take hold of
his legs" whispered Jacob; che must
not be permitted to beat Name again.
will not let him."
At that moment the door opened and a
man whom the children did not know
came lettering into the room. His long,
gray caftan hung down in shreds; he
was coverel / over with mud, one of
his slippers gone, his hat, of win CHI half
the brim was hanging down into his
wild, red face, stuck upon his head; in
one hand he held the branch of tree,
recently torn off, with which he struck
furiously in every direction.
THAT is him That is the Dallesm
said Sarah, and anxiously leaned her
trembling face upon Jacobs shoulder.
"Cont come near me-" said Slobe,
with her back to the wall for protection.
II will not let you strike me, as sure as
there is Col in heaven"
You attempt to-hiccup-threaten
me, your lord and-hircup-masterl
Slobe Slobe! Things have came to
nice pass-you good for nothing wife,
youl Fie."
$50 to bed"
"Ha! ha! ha! am thirsty want
something to drink. where is the
whisky?n
Il have no whisky"
I lslUiIl ,yo,, o& Opoo 10 cauIy
And raising the stick he tottered to-
ward her.
At this moment something happened
for which nobody was prepared, not
even Slobe. The three children Jumped
out of their bed, and between him and
/ their mother, and then fell upon their
knees and commenced to cry bitterly.
"Dallesl Dales!" cried the little fell
low, Take everything, only do not
hurt Mamem
Leave US our Name, dear, darling
Dalles!" Sarah implored, raising up
her little arms. "She is so good, as
good as papa, who works to get our
bread"
"Sweet Dalles, don't strike Name"
The wild man, who was not recognized
by the children. stared at them for long
time, with cold, CLASSY eyes; the stick
dropped out of his hand; he put his
hand upon his forehead, as if trying
to remember something which he had
forgotten long ago; he then tore wildly
his dishevelled hair, until the hat fell off
his head; he trembled all over, and
finally sank down upon the cobbler's
stool.
"The Dalles!" he repeated softly with
q voice choked with emotion. "The
Dalles!"
Then the children commenced to
scream out in chorus, THE Tatai!"
father but immediately hushed and
looked at him in distraction.
1t was their fathe", the Ped Pfelfer-
mann; he covered his face, which had
suddenly turned CHASTITY pale. with his
hands and began to cry bitterly. For
long time utter silence prevailed in
the lit 70 m, tho children were still
upon their knees and Slobe leaned
against the wall like statue. Only
PIetferman was heard TO nom, repeat
ing again and again the words The
DalloJ.'
Yes, it was the Dalles. The Dalos
for his wife and children. Had he not
made beggars Of them No Shaicien
tgo between) had persuaded him with
honeyed words, his own heart had
chosen the stately SIobe, with her be-
witch 'ng dark eyes. Size had not been
wealthy, but she brought, nevertheless,
to her new home several hundred forms,
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all industrious hands and loving heart.
They lived so happy in the neat little
store and the tidy, pleasant rooms, with
the white curtains and the handsome
flower pots upon the window slls. He
was diligcnt workman and very indus
trious, and their happiness was bright
cned when the little children came, the
sweet darlin 8, one after the other !
But he had friends and they took him
out of his workshop, had allured him
to the tavern where the wine flowed
and the gipsies sang, and where the
dirty cards kept them chained with
irresistible passion. The money be-
came wings and flew away and
his temper soured lie worked less and
less, and when Slobe came to him with
tears in her eyes he laughed at her At
ter everything had been sold or pawned
and the customers remained away, they
moved from place to place until they
: finally landed where the ragp ckers, the
dealers in old clothes, and the heggars
, crowded together. He no longer drank
wine, but whiskey, so that even his
} former boon compan ons Stunned h S so
/ ciety, and only one remained the tanner
Iadek, who not infrequently made his
!, lodgings under the trees of the prone
made or in gutter. Though his family