New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1890-08-17
Mr.. Winsow's shirt sleeve before she rclinquished

Mr. Winslow's shirt sleeve before she rclinqulshed
his hand
That evening after all had gone to bed in the
Winslow house save its Mistress woman was
standing in the kitchen with a small kerosene
lamp in her hand ,~
She had short petticoat and sack on, f,f she
had paused in the act Of undressing, being struck
by sudden suspicion.
She felt that she wished to be alone Il few
moments, and alone in the kitchen. She ED her
lamp extended and was looking ntentl, st the
cellar door Finally she advanced and put one
hand on the button; she turned it back and tn
neditatively. Mr.. Winslow's remark to his da h
ter concerning that button was strictly corr, ct.
1t did turn real hard The slanming Of the
door would not make it move particle. Rt
Mrs. Winslow tried that experiment several tines
to convince herself-and she was convinced. Her
heavy cheeks seemed to grow fabby uner the
conviction Her small eyes, set in her zeal some
thihS IKE those OF pig, began 10 III &c a dull,
red light in them She that was mes was
iaboring under some excitement She eard her
husband snoring In the north bedroom, =. the
sound exasperated her She turned and most
shook her hist in that direction, while sh made
the following somewhat irrelevant remark
There's Peter he'd snore if was beine mur.
dered In cold blood"
To he murdered in cold blood seemed much
more eilectnal and dreadful way of exit Nthan any
other and it was worse for Peter to siiort at such
time -
Mrs. Winslow advanced and turned that hutton
again she was fascinated by it.
IL never done itself, after all, she said aloud
After a somewhat long silence she uttered The ..
gueI to the above remark in the followi' words:
Somebody done it,
She held the lamp close 10 the butte. peered
at il as If she were detective and war about
to find small drop of blood. The osk button
remained silent and entirely secretive. One might
almost have said that it tainted her,
Mrs. Winsow withdrew the lamp and set il on
the table. She put her hands on her hips and
asked:
WHO done it?'
The empty room made no reply. Mr. WnsloW
Instead of becoming calm as the moments flew
on, THIS lady felt more and more indignant: y
SO much time in ones cellar
Why didn't Marietta hear me holler?' sud
denly asked Mrs Wnslow, still addressing space,
and again space did not reply.
A score Of questions were let loose in Mrs. Win
slows brain. She told herself that she shouldn't
sleep wink that night She said aloud that
shed find out who done it, and then here
She disappeared within the bedroom, the light
went ont and In five minutes there were two snor-
ing instead Of one.
go to sleep as usual, and so it happened that she
lay with wide-open eyes and caught some words
Of her mothers solilo6uy. After this solioqny
ceased the child continued to toss and turn in
her room at the other end Of the kitchen. At last
with the c0nsOing thought in her mind that she
guessed par was enough for en- she also fell
asleep.
Meanwhile at the Wilder 'Bijah's. Daily had
passed an exceedingly peaceful night. She was
like one who has the consciousness of having
done good deed; She had been ehaying, as
the three bottles of liquor and taking the pledge
thereafter. There was no more liquor IN te
house 10 tempt her, and besides the child felt
strong in the strength Of her promise and her
love for Mrs Jacobs
They had eaten their dinner OF pork and string.
beans and huckleberry pie. They, were stu az
the table. and the widow was drinking her third
cup of tea. Daily sat opposite her, pleasant
light in her brown eyes and a pleasant curve on
her lips She was evidently thinking Of some.
thing agreeable The elder occasionally looked
at the young face and felt her heart warmed al
the sight -
At last Daily laughed little and explained
II wonder if she's CURT ont Yet,
Mrs Jacobs smiled in sympathy, and asked
who's got out p
Daily STOPPED 70 take mp her puppy, who was
pulling AT her skirt, before she answered. in heI
clear voice which had little Of the past and 50
| much OF the future in it, That trifin' ole Win
slow oman 80
| Mrs Jacobs placed her cup in its saucer wifi
n clatter. She stopped smiling. What was sh'
going 10 hear now? >.
The Lord give me wisdom she said to herself !!
Don't talk that way, Daily, she SAID graVely
| "You mean Mis- Winslow?'
Yes. ma'am.'
The child held her puppy up under her chin
where it was taking nap.
. didn't know she'd ben shet up
"Oh. yes. ma'am. She war shet urp quite e
| spell Yesterday" was the cheerful reply.
"Where?"
"In her suller"
Mrs Jacobs moved uneasily'
| WHO shet her w?
| Me. ma'am,' with even greater cheerfulness
| Ieastways turned thur button, an low tina
| did thur business