The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1888-02-03
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were to be won by the expenditure.
And she in whose behalf they were
conspiring-her need was great and
sadder than they knew. The friendly
doctor, visiting his little patient,
guessed that her lot was growing
harder as her face grew paler, and her
eyes brighter and enlarged by darker
shadows; but he did not dream how
her direful perplexites deepened and
multiplied before her, till she knew
hardly which way to turn, or how
long. going on in her patient way, she
could see even one short step before
her. Fear and anxiety pursued her by
day. and at night she pillowed her
weary head beside them. And faith
and trust grew weak, and hope and
fortitude almost gave way.
Valentines Day had been mild and
sunny. but at night clouds gathered.
There was no moon, and the stars
shone but dimly. A sleighing party
had gone from the neighborhood to an
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They would not return till near mid
night, and just before it was time for
them, Mr.. Wyllie, Jack and the doctor
were to go with their loads as silently
as possible; by different roads, though
starting all from the Wyllie farm, to
the Bradford homestead, where Mrs.
Lane was now near overcome of anx-
iety and want. 1t was wonderful how
bountiful were the supplies they could
carry, though none of the family nor
the doctor himself felt himself or her.
self unduly taxed. A load -of hard
wood, another of coal, third of pota-
toes, vegetables and the like, with a
barrel of -four, ham. bundles of tea,
coffee, sugar and other groceries, were
ready earlyin the evening. A pair of
blankets, coarse, but new and strong.
a rcll of flannel, also new, another of
heavy "factory CLOTH, warm shawl
for the mother, and gay little wrap
per for the crippled child, Mrs. Wyllie
and Sue had made ready.
And now it remained, while they
were waiting later, stiller hour, to
put with the purse, in which were one
or two bank bills, label, declaring
the destination, but concealing the
source of these gifts of ST. Valentino.
They must also disguise themselves
a little, so that in case of discovery
their identity might not be at once APP
parent. How it was that amid all
this merry hustle of preparation, some
few words were said which gave each
to each, which gave such uncomputed
wealth in the others life the doctor
and Sue best knew But no lady ever
buckled the armor of her knightly
lover with prouder love, or tenderer
pride, than did this little New England
maiden help make ready her knight
for his peaceful tournament with foes
it was part of his life work to fight,
poverty and need and pain.
1t was successful sortie. No in
mate of the little brown house was
astir, or seemed to hear or suspect.
1--WE were all as whist as mice, and
every thing was as still as could be"
said Jack, as after they returned, they
sat enjoying the delicious coffee and
dainty lunch Mrs. Wyllie had made
ready, "till one of those big roly-poly
bundles of flannel, or whatever, rolled
off of barrel, and father didn't see it,
and of course caught his foot in it and
went head first! I almost hawhawed,
but the doctor caught hold of me, and
made me keep quiet"
1t would be hard to describe the
wondering amazement of the Lanes
next morning. An entrance had been
made into q large, rambling shed,
connected with the house by she'd
and passage way. And here were
piled the coal, the wood, the groceries
and provisions and the other supplies
their friends had brought. That it
was for them the label left no doubt;
but of the donors there was, then and
thereafter, no trace. Mrs. Lane had
often irresistibly connected the affair
with her kind, motherly friend, Mrs.
Wyllie, or with Mrs. Wyllie's daugh-
ter, DR.. Worthy's wife and helper in
every good work, whom they know
now and love, or with the doctor HIM
self. But she is never sure, and after
all it is mystery. But the label,
printed with pen in Old English, she
keeps among her treasures. She has
written on it the date, date hardly
less memorable to her than any which
mark her LIES experiences; for it is to
her the date of zone of the Lord de-
liverances. y Ozive 3. Dana, II, Good
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