The Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, Ohio) 1853-1861, 1860-12-13
RILhN SCROnRINS.

bILhN SCKOBBINS.
~ is qucerV said |, booking up into pn,,
Sorohbns' twinkling grey eyes, as we sonj
! together Mt the garden gate. Pm sure II IL
| queer that you have never married, sucb a
nee good-natured, wellto do man as Won ors
BILLY Why bless me, you're tall ENOUGH IN
take care Of three wives
'h-aSh' indeed, do you think 80, SalvP' be
SS,d, laughing in my ia e, and leaning his al.
bow upon Che white washed fence tillbis cot
sleeve looked rs though he had been maxim,
biscuit 'A'"S
Yes, think So | replied
just at that moment ~ he wps about IN
answer me-, the wind came whistlinp eIorr.
down the naples, and to * Billy S,robb:ns'
.lSht summer hat from his head and tossed
MS 'hin brown hair all over his smoothly
Shaytu face
Billy sighed.
what do You sigh for, Billy?' | asked.
l was thinking how the wind PLAYED the
deuce with me on just such a day as this,
many years ago.
'ilow was itp
Iilly smiled
'Le.I me, billy and [ drew my hsndker.
chiet from my pocket, as | spoke. S,eIu
be ready TO cry NJ your mist1rtunes'
Yes. buI sally, tie Wind stopt d my getting
You don'tsayr
Tell me, Ollellm,r
bIIly shook his head aud looked SLOWLY
ABOUT hlm, then leaned bis chin upon his hand
and said.
'H'Il, In neat man. Look at mel You
won see particle OF dirt on any of NV
clothes, From my boots to my hat Pm a
particular man, Sally.
well yes
well, sally, was always 80 ever since
was little chIld in rocks. Pye been remark
'o'e neat. But to my story, | loved a pirl
once when was young nd unsophisto,aed,
one was neat trim-looking little creature
~ eNtr.walked. 1t used to do nv soul GOOD
to 100 at her. Her irocks, aprons and col.
lars always looked as though thew had lust
come out OF the drawer, and her shawls. gloves
ana honnets seemed always new. But ON.
dAy--just such a day rs this-[ asked her 10
90 to caravan with me. Caravans were
great sights in our village then. OF could
she went was proud of her thought
every man THAT saw me could but envy mo
WIN my IliIe trim Susan. looked at her
al the time we were going, and the MOI, /
"NEei The more loved her. All at cnce the
wind began to blow, and Susans' dress tookto
Il"tlering, watched it, good heavensr
What O. what was it-what-what did
what happened, Billy"
J sopucd loving her'
'Bni what did you seo?' quercd.
"A numbering great hole in he heel of
that gn,' stocking, said Billy, with an en-
basis that startled me.
You dom say So
Yes, and that isn't all. The wind kout
blowing harder and harder, andI counted
90 united what?
Holes in her stockings
you did?'
Yes and counted twenty-five women
WI } holes in the heel Of lhsir stockings
Did"
Ye,'m and keptloying Susan less and
less every minute.
Where dld your love 90 TOP
! CohldnttvII lor long time. but at last
knew It went out Il. that aW ful hole in her
tocking,'
Why, Billy, and so you've never married.
Just for that reason"
Just for that
But, Billy, look al my stockings
l turned my heels arouud-or rather turn.
Ell around so that he could see my heels
and looked over m7 shoulder TO watch the
Eject they wouli have upon him.
'Whol' by Moses" he called.
= tlauer myselfso,' | answered.
,Sdlyp
what say sr?'
IT,
go on, siI?'
'Wli Won let ma gpa ali vonr stool,;ro.o,