The Weekly Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, O. [Ohio]) 1861-1???, 1864-02-17

ed must certainly act with depressing force
on the widow, and he Thought ho would not
give her again time to recover and be adj
mired still etiquette demanded n little time
to intervene. Accordingly when, upon tho
tenth day after the melancholy bereavement,
Peter knocked at the widows door, bent
Upon his GRAND of love, he rather rhucked
TO himself that he was taking time Ivy the
forelock. The business on which he came
was quietly told, and once more the widow
was in torrent of tears.
"0h, Mr.. Robinson" she exclaimed, hid.
ing her blushing face IN her cambria, why
are You so unfortunate, aud why am ] ?
You know my esteem for you, but you are
too late. am already engaged. You know
Counselor ketcham my poor, dear, dead
and gone Hawkins most intimate friend.
He was with him, YOU know. when he was
called away, and was the first to commuhi.
cate to me the awful intelligence. He was
such comforter, and have promised to
have him this day two months"
This timc poor Peter was crushed. He
had no words to express his broken-hcartod-
ness, but to rush from the house and so on
as before, admiring at a distance.
II was months before Peter offered to en-
courage hope, and even then it ilickered.
One day he was walking in dcspondcnt
mood through one of the upper avenues,
when he heard subducd shout, and start
ed. From hall-6nished building Just in
front of him, he saw as he raised his eyes,
a stout Milesian making gyrations in the
air, from height of three stories, i'll com.
pany with coming stone, weighing some
what less than Lalf u ton--the two having
slipped together from a scatfolding at that
height. He saw both Milesian and stone
fall on the heads of two gentlemen passing
and the whole four were in an instant mixed
iii an inextrcable heap. Like all other spec
tators. Peter rushed to the rescue, only to
behold, between horror and joy, tho last
gasps of Counselor Ketcham and tho gen.
tleman who was walking with him, and the
perfect safety Of the Milcsian and stone.
This time Peter would trust to no pass.
| ing of time. Without an instant's delay
| more than to satisfy himself that life was
extinct, he hailed II passing hack, and thcr
| sped to the mansion of the widowed Mrs
! Counselor ketcham. In words of the most
delicate and endearng nature Peter com
muncated his intelligence TO the widow
and waited the result, and then, between
her sobs aud tears, claimed her hand for the
next act.
"Oh, Mr.. Robinson" sobbed the widow
how can you ask me such thing? How
could know that you would be the first tC
bring me the news Of my dear ketcham''
decease? You know how esteem and re
spect you, butt am already engaged !"
Engaged /" shrieked Peter, to whom ?
a. promised" responded the widow, he
tween her sobs, 81 promised month ago
that if anything happened-l would MARI!
Col. snapper"
"You did 2" shouted Peter, his whole ap
pearance changing in an instant from tina
of fiend to look of unbridled joy, anC
who are you engaged to after that?"
"No one" sighed the widow socmnly
"Will you swear this ?" said Peter.
al swear it," responded the widow.
"And you will marry me after Suappe
is gone p
81 will, ;" said the widow.
Do you swear it !" asked Peter. fcrccly
" swear it, said the widow, earnestly
Then you are mine, charming Lucy, fo
tho stone that ushered the Counselor int
the next world also took the Colonel saw
it with my own eyes"
The next moment the widow was in Pc
ter's arms, and they were married in
month