Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1868-10-02

Bourbons who learn nothing, and the
Antediluvians who didn't believe there
was going TO be much ofa shower. Alter
the experience we have had no one is jus.
tilted in being deceived --Iidrpcr's WeeMy.
The Live Baron and the Swiss Girl.
From the Chicagoan.
Twas considering the propriety Of writ.
ing this week on matters Of reform,
when ring at my door announced the en-
trance Of a stranger. The interview with
him was 80 important in its consequences
that will, for the present, postpone my
reform business In favor Of "The Pretty
Swiss Girl"
As gave the stranger scat, he handed
me letter, saying that he had met the
writer Of It while travelling in Switzer-
land. II was n simple letter of introduce
tion, from Mons r., q resident Of Lau-
same, with whom had, in time past,
been intimately acquainted. II said that
the bearer, Baron Renwicke, would eT-
plain his business ~ am Baron Rem
wicke," said he. replied that would be
happy to render him any service in my
power. "Thanks, thousand thanks /;
you can be of great service to me. Alas |"
cried he, pressing his hand to his forehead,
"She is lost TO mew l urged him TO
allow me to share his troubles He COW
cred his face with his handkerchief and
shuddered so convulsively that hastened
TO get him glass of brandy from supply
Of the pure article, which | had in my
trunk. He drank II off and seemed re.
vived. lie then began to tell me his his
tory He had gone en- few sentences
when he stopped short" No, no, II will
never do, IL will be too later ] urged
him to waive all ceremony, and tell me di-
rectlv how could serve him.
"Well, "he continued, a. must give you
brief outline Of my history that you may
know how TO aid me. met and loved
beautiful Swiss girl. She was beneath me
in station; hut, in everything except
birth and money she was fit to be the wife
of prince. 1 madly resolved that l
would wed her
III prostrated myself before my parents
prayed.-I implored; but they were deaf
TO my applications. My father threat
ened to disinherit me If married her
Craven that was, told her this. l can
now see her bloodless face, her fearless
eyes, as she said in reply, that was free,
and that she would never see me more,
al left her that night standing at the
door of the little cottage where she lived.
| n l
she was still standing there, white as a
marble statue, gazing after me. went
the next day to pledge eternal fidelity TO
her, but what was my astoniahment and
grief to find that she was gone-no one
| knew whittier She was an orphan, poor
child, and had no one to care for her. AT.
ter months of search, / traced her to an
emigrant snip which had sailed for New
York. | Immediately took passage for
this country. On arriving in New York
| could find no clue to her whereabouts
| Knowing that most emigrants come West
| | have come here. have thus far beer
unsuccessful in my search for her. She Is
lost lost, LOST" "Do not take it to hear
so much, Baron Renwicke," said | eve
will try what can be DONE"
| We then determined to begin the search
the next morning. As he was going Out
| il occurred to me that 1t would be better Il
we could talk the matter over in the even
| ing, and fix upon some plan of operations
SO, calling after him, l said, "Baron Rem
wicke, if you will accept a room at my
house, shall be happy to have you do 80
We can then arrange our plan of searcl
this evening" "Most happy am ]" h,
cried, "to accept your kind proposition.
At 3 o'clock we took carriage and rod,
open we went in without ringing. CAV,
him seat, and then went almost breath
less to inform my wife that we had livt
baron in the house. introduced him Il
her, and he made himself very agreeable
She soon excused herself and went out L
get tea. l followed her and asked why
she did not entertain the Baron, and leave
the getting of the tea to Lucille, our serv
ant. "The poor girl is sick in bed" she
replied, "and unless something can bt
done for her, fear she will die" re
member my thinking it pretty piece o.
business that she must be sick at that par
ticular time. After tea, the Baron told hi.
story to my wife, mentioning many par
ticulars describing his lost one. AS q
matter of course he secured her warmes
sympathy, Before he got through she re
gArded him with an uncommon interest,
thought, and having heard of the famous
conQuests of counts and barons, l had /
flash of wondering why did not let hin
go TO his hotel. Presently she withdrew
leaving the baron and me to discuss oul
plans.
In about half an hour the door softly
opened, and she returned, followed b.
Lucille, who was dressed in white and wa
f as pale as a ghost The Baron was 81
/ wrapt up in his own thoughts that he Gi,
l not notice their entrance.
/ Baron Renwicke," said my wife, lead
a ing Lucille towards him, "allow me-
/. Their eyes met "Baronr "Lucile
!. was all they could utter, and in anothe
!. moment Lucille was folded to his grea
/. manly heart, Tears, Joy, happy hearts
J. Somehow my wife and found ourselvC
n affected, and don't know how long
VI was that no one broke the silence. II
"a next day, minister was called in, and Il
IS Baron and his pretty Swiss girl were ma
/. ried.
n There is but one more paragraph, al
!. IL is so awkward that have delayed wr
!. ing Il as long as possible. The next NOR
!. ing after their marriage, the baron said
= nae, "There is a slight mistake here; l q
"a no baron, except that my Christii
y name is Baron, and gave it to you tn
II you might be the better able to desert
q Ine should you meet my Lucille" l ha
4. not We! heard the last of this mistake. n
~ and Mrs Renwicke come often to visit |
.. and ON these occasions, my wife never IA
a. to announce to me that we have a II
al baron In the house. III,
m Great Democratic Gains In Maine-HC
In ~ IL Is Done.
y "BuT the gain is the thing, you kno