Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1886-03-17

hoursl think the poor wretch at the
window tainted; but the horrible drag
ging of his body on his poor manned
hand reused him directly. Trembling
with cold and commiseration, | sat
watching him, the tears rolling down
my cheeks. Oh, why had | refused
Ted's kind proposal to send Cousin
Milly to me? Why had | been so
captious about her dear little baby?
Better a room full of babies, all doing
their worst. than"
But here Iswooned, and fell, chair
and all, on the rug before the cold
CRATE, the fire having died out long
since.
just on the hour of three / became
conscious OF dull thud below, which
knew to be a knock at the street
door, lay listening but rather won
dering vaguely what would happen
next than taking any interest in things
of this life, from which | seemed in q
manner to have foated away.
After an interval | heard steps plod-
ding up the stairs, and q loud CHEEKY
voice, which / recognized as that Of our
old friend, Mr.. Joy, the carpenter,
"Hilloal Anybody at homer"
Coming to our room door, he
knocked, then turned the handle, but
of course found it locked. Being una.
BILE to speak, yet tried to groan, and
made some inarticulate noises, but
could hardly hope the old man heard
them, as he was somewhat deaf. AS
for my companion in misfortune, one
would suppose he would gladly have
hailed prison as an escape from such
g. plight as he was in, and so, no doubt,
he would, only he mad no choice at
that moment, having gone Off again in
a heavy swoOn.
/ heard the carpentergo down stairs,
and hopes of relief died away in my
breast. Oh, JOY, JOY, why did you
to mock me thus! Two more hours
probably before Ted will be homel
Shall be alive then? My bound and
aching limbs were on the rack OF pain;
I lay and sobbed miserably. But
bark Ashout from the back garden?
"What the dickens is all this?
Again heard the voice of Joy.
1t appeared that The carpenter, on
trying our room door and finding it
fastened, concluded we were all out,
but went round to the back of the
house 'to have look at that winder"
which my brother had sent him to
mend-of course not expecting to find
it converted into man trap. Hehad
noticed, while knocking at the street
door, that the parlor window was un-
fastened, and, thinking it unsafe espe-
cially as Mrs. Brown was out, he had
used his privilege as our old friend and
hers to get through and Hasten it before
coming upstairs. No doubt the thief
had entered the house by that way.
1t was not long before help came, and
the door was broken open, when our
misery was ended. dare say, since
prisons were first built, there never
was a culprit who walked into Jail
more meekly than did the one who
had intended to rob my brother.
They say the poorfellow's hands will
never be right again; amputation may
be necessary, as erysipelas is setting
in. Well. all / can say is, freely for
give him for the suffering, mental and
bodily, he caused me.
[ was in bed for fortnight, but
eventually got all right again. Dear
Ted says / am q brick, but that May
be his Partially. Anyhow my foot
stool proved TO be q very effective safe.
To this hour no one knows about it
but you, Ted and myself.