The Tiffin weekly tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1859-1868, 1866-11-22

way women 9eneraiy traVei, DeneNe.
I'm glad I'm out Of the way Of Bar.
bara's destinations nose. One woman
is quito enough to keep mo distracted
with her freaks aud fancies--t,co Of
fem would drive me to suicide
! Mr.. Verley looked out Of the car
window in a sort Of calm despera-
tion a. the prospect that lay before
bin.
i | suppose she'll want piano, and
maybe apoodie dog-and there's no
knowing what else don't see ,chy
Harold wanted to die aud leave his
daughter to ny care just now. Speed
Willie Station7-lct me see: tweuty.scv
en- miles further on. | wish il was
twenty-seven hundred mlcs--that's
what / wishln
Aud, with this vindietive sentiment
In his mind, our hero tied silk peck :
let-handkerchief over his head, aud
tried to lose himselfin series Of brief
troubled dreams, wherein the vision
of tall ueice figured largely.
Are we here alreadyG" he Stam-
mcred, starting to his feet, as the
conductor bawled out, "Speedville
Sta. ton aud scizing umbrella,
lvalise aud shaw, with the bustling be
lwilderment peculiar to people being
suddenly arousedirom sleep.
| Speedville was rather large sized
lyillage-situa,ed at the junction Of
several railways bustling, striving
Ilittle place, with an imposing Ameri.
can Gothic structure as depot. Into
this building Mr.. verley walked,
liookiug right aud left for the young
lady whose guardianship he was about
to assume.
"For, of course" he reasoned,
mentally, "she'll be on the look out
FOR me- women are proverbially curl.
ors,"
| But Harold Verley's daughter was
not on the look out for her unknown
uncle. Whom the crowd Incident to
the coming aud going Of the evening
train had subsidized, and people had
gone their several ways, the only re
naming occupants Of the depot were
Mr., Verley, lame old man who sold
peanuts aud oranges, aud a decent
looking colored woran with brill
ia 1t Madrass turban on her head, who
tDok care Of the building.
Neither Of these latter pcrsonage'
! could possibly be his ueice, SO Mr.
vcrley, after little perp' cxcd hesi
2 tatiou, addressed himself 10 the col
? ored woman, who was briskly polish
5 ing the Windows, with piece o
: esanpled newspaper.
; Ahem-I was to meet my neic,
here to-day-I do not see her"
Your neice, sir? What was tn
y name /?
Z "Yerloy-Joseph ycrley,"
/ 30, yes, sir--shc mas been her
these two hours, bless her dear hear
q she's asleep now"
'e Asleep2" gasped Mr. verlc,.
r but the stewardess only answered hi
sr by bustling into the inner apartmel
and bringing out what appeared
le bo a compact bundle, with pin
J. face at ono end OF it and mass (
Ie long trailing embroideries at Il
other. ~ fe
,e Joseph Verley recoiled, as far
to the angle of therwall would allow hi
Of to.
bo ,sWhy--,t's--it's ? baby ,oT
,e "TO be sure it is, sir," +" said the "
h. man. tossing it up and down, "and
n fide little girl as 1 ever saw. bic
X her sweet blue eyes, - ~ q s9h
Id But is mt there a nurse or soi
". such person here who could tn
= charge Of herr" sat,.,..
ia nThers wes nurse brought
on, sir--aqueer, foreign looking THU
40 with yellow s&in and hair as bla
- as night, and big gold hoops in
- ears; but she talked something abb
= the next steamer-I couldn't righ
understand her lingo, strand W
right back to New York on the 2
clock train" rt1 4ftr2
Joseph Verley stood aghast,
'S ring at the rosy baby as it lay cr'
ave ing in the woman's arms and wond
= ing which of his lucky stars
nat should call on to aid him 10 this
ick looked for emergency. A full grt
Gu young LADY peico would have been
my Onough--but baby .'if
'''s 80 this is my neice, he mute
! " Aud what the deuce am | going
Tay' do With herr"
o. He turned suddenly TO the colo
anu woman. Llf 5tet
oan- 90 What time does the next trait
70 Woodfield leave ? ''n' xt9
opg "In an hour, sir"
lere, (" Would you be Kind enough to
hes care Of the child till thenf Isup
ana / must take it home with me, {
has very we'll drown il or throw j. y