The Weekly Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, O. [Ohio]) 1861-1???, 1863-11-11

] w e were not iN from a station WhHn.
unclosing my eyes in this manner. dis.
tinctly hrhcld the -whiskcrcd stranger
perform a slight tof.haud operation ou the
person ot the Hoosicr lad beside him,
though could not detect its precise result
Being turionSly given to mindiug nv own
business, lay perfectly still, resolved to
await the course Of events.
In few minutes the conductor again crl.
tered and demanded the tickets. The Hoo.
sicr youth woke W and put his hand in his
pocket
My wallets gone, he cried turning as
white rs . sheet.
Feel III your other pockets, said the
conductor.
The youth rummagcd his garments fever.
ishly
"'hiu't nowhere" he exclaimed Its
gone, Somebody's took it It's YOU,
hc cried in a terribly excited manner, turu-
ing upon the imam beside him
Sir" exclaimed the stranger with
naughty indignation; then suddeul, chang
ing his tone. he said kindly, 3" forgive you,
my boy; hut / fancy you had better ask
that person 10y the stove for Your pocket
hook he left you rather suddculy; and
he pointed to the poor actor. Evcrybody's
attention was instantly directed to this new
and far more notwithstanding party but
before the poor fellow could find voice to
rcpcl the accusation, sat up and said calm
ly, to the conductor:
He is innocent Mr.. Smith | will be
responsible for his honesty" -
"Ila,' exclaimed the tall man, cycng
me with malicious scowl Indeed
And he will be responsible for yours, |
supposc!"
returned his look with a quiet smile as
replied:
" Mr. Smith will take that responsibility,
I think Ctho conductor said Rather =!
uuickvl; but YOU had better find voucher
tor yourself, as accuse you, and no other,
of stealing the young mans Wallet
The man sprang up as If about to assault
me, but | rose more quickly than he, and
looking straight into his eyes, added,
slowly
Il saw You do it,"
He turned very pale, and clapped his
hand in his bosom but several of the
other passengers. all of whom were crowd
ing round by this time, flung themselves
between rs. and in another minute lie was
safely secured.
When he found himself fast, lie literally
!, foamed at the mouth with rage tor n few
moments, then became as suddenly calm,
while the conductor, after feeling on his
person for minute, drew forth from his
bosom the missing wallet. 1t had evidently
been his intention to make away with this,
: and not to draw weapon on me, when hc
had thrust his hand in his breast.
At the station, where we had now ar
rived, lac was handed over to the police,
with a succinct account 0i the robbery.
? As he was led away ho turned back, and
shaking his manaclcd list nj me, said, in a
deep voice OF hate
"Ivc marked you, by c.
may say, without boast, however, that
his threat did not at all djscomposc me.
= Here the narrator paused to refill his
p glass.
" But where is the murder" | asked
rather impatiently.
"All in good time" answered he. As
this is a sort of story, Wen divide it into
=. chapters; and So here's to
CHAPTER II.
The toast being duly honorod, ho pro-
ceeded:
Several ycars-thrcc, ! thnk-aitcr that
little episode, | was steamiug up the Mis-
sSsippi. Seeing my old friend Captain
Browns boat at the wharf as we stopped at
X. and learning that the freight we
were to take aboard would dctain our own
tor an hour at least ! went ashore to call
on the old fellow at his snug residence ON
the hill.
As walked lcisurely mp the steep street
past the principal hotel | saw, smoking a
,, cigar on the yerahdah, a tall, handsome
tashionably y-lrcsscd man, with II heavy
black mustache and goatce, whose face
seemed strangely familiar to me. As the
smoker did not appear to recognize or even
see me, indugcd myself with a good, long
1 l. L. 1, a.. Ill, LIT
half square behind me, | perfectly re,
. mcmbcrcd, in spite of the altered style of
beard, the hero of tho sleight-olhand opc-
ration on the IIooser lad S wall / three yeare
!. before.
However, being, as have previously re
marked, strongly addicted to minding my
own business, | thought 10 further on this
subject, but rang Capt. Browns bell, ano
e received hearty welcome from him ano
his fair daughter Sa!ic. for whom, by-thc
a bye | had long felt Il " sncalng Kindness.
l. found the Captains house in that state
!. of admired disorder which is popularly
y known as topsy-turvy," and Miss Salli,
(, herself, surrounded by sea Of trouble,
l. in the shape of articles of feminine apparel
u baskets, bandboxcs and sich."
Q What's going on here, Brown asked
l. nearly stepping into Il basket of sauzN
1t wares, Just done up. should thllf
Il my old flame, Miss Sallie, was about to de
if sert Inc for ever. and get married"
You've hit il, Jones - cried the Captain
gaily. You've got 10 pocket an cycrlast
Y lnr milton now, my boy. Salles bespoke
y At this iuncture the damsel beat hast.
retreat to the back room,
e. Who's the happy man." | inquired
glnnly.
rs " Colonel Mortimer Bike" answered tn,
70 captain, making slight gr,maco.
Y. " Shade OF I!tmouSe, what name Wh'
r is he ?"
Z Well answered Brown slowly, " shat
e what I cont exactly know-I moan,
y haven't seen his family papers, you know
| nor But let's take walk and smok
rs cigar, and I'll tell you all about il; for
Iy upon my soul. I'm considerably up a trc
ID on the entire mattel"
or Heres how tho thing stands" bega
m the Captain as we walked slowly down IN
nj bill S,llie is mighty heady girl, as yo
to know, and since her hothor's death sh
lg rules me as If was her young one instea
of her being mine. We'll, she would K
le down to New Orleans with me last trip, an
lie while We were there she was introduced
e. this Colonel Biks. II is shaky naln'
rd that's fact. Worse than Brown by Ion
ne shot"
il, Or even Jones" said /.