Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1869-11-26

t@s ieCS HtIdb slhleu Denlgnantly upOu
nothing, was long the summit of human
bhss in the eyes of many wcll-meaning
artists VINO wished to- contrast the Innocent
4 pleasures of the country with the riot and
dissipation of the town.
A p Ihis ls,an- M upcommonly pretty country,
sir Iobserycd tothe ideal farmer.
Il. flss,sf, d Is, he replied, 'Sthongh IL
rs so mr from the station; and perhaps for
that very reason. ALI there was no rail-
foda when Ivasa boyp w 20
You came here young?" | asked.
Game hereS was born here, in this
very. house, and this very day,is my
teightieth birthday" . 4 : N y
l instinetively glanced upwards towards
the sky, as ITO catch the face of Mr..
\ Bubhlesworth, Ito whnmd would willingly
nave referred the doubts that arose in my
mind. But nothing was above me save
the pure azure l could address no one
ebut the old gentleman himself z. ts hes,
r ~ My question inayappearvery ignorant,
sir, l said, "but what county is this?"
II 1llS,Sg. he answered, I" Is Somshire.
on theborders Of Bubblesex.1 d
discovered at once the genealogical
4 origin Of these strange names but still l
scarcely durst trust my ears. az have
heard, Isaid, " of Shropshire and Middle
| SEX"
!" Have you?" interrupted the old gentle.
| man that's more than Have Nav. be
you have travelled in foreign parts How.
ever, this is Soapshire, aad If you cross
the river you see yonder, you'll find your
sell in Thughamptonshire"
Soapshire-BpbbleseX Thughampton
,shife-odd nahiesI Not only was / still
somehow IN the old world, but there was
a slight connecting link between me and
my immediate neighbors., -r
ibid you ever 90 to any church in
| Thughamptonshire / asked.
| D. Not very often tTbpH have done such
thing" was the reply. a y
Ha and in the course of his sermon,
did the minister make any mention of.-of
Bowanee
S3'Noe can't say.as he,did-leastways7
while was awake. But tell YOU what,
In the ehurchyard of Thugton, which is
the chief markettown, there is a little
hill or mound like, which they call Bony-
Barrow and the story goes that a great
many y-butehef-boys are buried there Who.
were sacrificed by the Druids, as they call
them, In the days of the ancient Britons."
"Ha" L exclaimed, with intense in
tereSt. -
"a very curidns hing that barrbw
Some men who were digging there some
twenty yearsa ago found a stone figure of a
woman with lot Of hands, and you may
see it now iny yThugtop Museum. But it is
getting dusk Ethink Imay as well send
up my fire-balloon."
Fire-balloon?
Yes; my great-grandson, who goes to
the grammar school of Thugton. cum Sue,
}sent me one as present for my eightieth
birthday. You must know that l was
born at eight o'clock in the evening, so it
was the boys fancy that should send it
up exactly at that time, that he might be
reminded of the old man at distance,
1t is singular thing that man who was
born at eight o'clock should live to be
/ might have told him that, nasmuch as
l had encountered many things much
smofe GngulaE this last marvel wassome-
what ineffective; but as the effect of the
lucifer match when applied to the surface
of the bubble was present to my mind,
did not care. TO dispute about trities.
"I think that FIRE balloon might be
dangerous" remarked.
"Not at all-not at all" replied the old
gentleman; "and if it does not set alight
a haystack or so, don't mind on an occa-
sion like this. | may not live to see any
other birthday"
"That think exceedingly probable"
yreparked, Sif you persist in sending up
this balloon. n IL i i , "a Fl
"Why, what has that to do with it
You don't suppose ] shall set the sky on
fret" (That was the very thing did sup
pose.l az have heard of folks setting the
river Semaht on fire, but as for the sky
no no ho~
1 shall not describe the preparations
made for the ascent of the fire-balloon.
1f1e OLD gentlemen unfolded it, lighted
az, ~
from it as a car, and, as it slowly arose,
watched it with delight and admiration.
Up-up-it went; and down-down-
wen my hesrf.S In The distance it ap-
peared little more then spark. Bang
Cottage-old Inan-trees-alf were gone.
was sitting in my armchair by the
fire, and coal which had just popped
out of the CRATE lay smoking on the
hearth. ,-.v- rs,r,,-
-
Low the Doctor Gst Lost ia q Snomdrifi.
WE think the following story too good
to keep" and, as we promise not to betray
the hero's name and place of residence, we
hopehe VITA forgive us for telling how he
got lostin snow storm.
1t was pleasant place-the home of the
Doctor-jnst in the edge of the woods.
tageS where DHe always expects 10 find
scofnfort, peace and happiness NR6&,
1t was almost hidden among the trees,
with which the ground had been so Law
ishly adorned. Some were so large that
yog g,woHlaSt Stpipk they must be centuries
The Doctor and his wife lived here
alone, with the exception of boy whom
the Doctor had taken to do chores for him,
and to be company for his wife when he
was attending his patients; for although,
as | said, he was getting old, the people
of the. little village near could not have
been persuaded to give up their faithful
physician.
One day it had been snowing-such a
SNOW stolTnAs you Western people seldom
fee0 The bpautifulFwhte tefak Yes f@eiral to
fiS With kash other tol see which Should
Teach IT'S destination soonest, and the sky
above seemed one endless sheet of snow.
"Well," said the Doctor to his wife, as
he returned from his round of calls, 81 am
glad there are not many sick just now, for
think home is the best place for an old
man Ike me4" and he shock ths snow,
/ lfromNA great coat apdshandAd it 10 Bruce
to hang up, saying that he should not
need it any more that night.
70 Just as he had seated himself at the tea
table and his wife was pouring out his tea,
a loud rap was heard at the door.
"It1s some belsted traveller" decided
tthe Doctor as he arose to open the door!
ls-@-L-Rapf Xon. -ta. ga. and. -sae EAyt. AEifa,
Doctor, said the visitor as he seated him
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