Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1871-08-25


not such great humbug as he had tried
to make out it was, especially when the
bride had rogish black eyes, and wore
such captivating curls In short, we find
that strict adherence TO the truth com
pels US to record the fact that Mr.. Hora-
ton Holt, the cTusiy old bachelor, who
had no faith in wOmankind, was about,
though not quite, over head and ears in
love with the sweet, dear, irresistible lit
tie witch, whom accident had placed by
his side ON his journey to the city
In half an hour after having first spoken
to the young lady, Horatio felt so much
at home that he chatted quite free with
his fair companion, and even went so far
as to give her his confidence, and impart
the information that he was going to
the city to spend the holidays with some
relatives, and did not expect 70 be back
for ten or twelve days at least
Now it 80 happened, AS very remark
| able coincidence, that the young lady was
also going to the city TO spend the holi
days, though with this difference, that it
was friends and not relatives whom she
| intended To visit.
Having thus established a sort of mutu
| al confidence, though it was not on a very
extensive scale, they got along still more
| finely, and by the time they had arrived
within twenty miles of their destination,
were far from being strangers.
Bless my sou !! cied Mr.. Holt, sud
denly, as the train stopped at a small sta.
ton, if this Is not the place at which We
got to get out and stay several hours be-
fore go to the city"
"Whatw replied the lady, "are you not
going to the city nowS l surely thought
| yon was"
mo, no" said Horatio, hurriedly rising
! from his seat, " / have a friend here whom
| very much wish to see, and so | shall
have to 20. | am very sorry, but
| hope l shall see you ia the city. If l do
not, why, then, fare WE'LL and if forever,
tnen forever iare the well, even though
untorgiven, and SO forth. Adieup
And Mr.. Holt, seiziug his valise, rushed
with preclpilous haste out of the carriage
just as the train moved away.
1t was about half an hour before din.
ner time that HOratio, carrying mis- valise
In his hand, walked up the street of the
little village, ana stopping before his
frit nd's house, rang the dOOr-oel and was
admitted.
He was shown into the sitting groom and
| lett alone d few minutes, until his friend
! came down from up stairs, which he very
soon did, and they had a very sociable
time tUgstner, smoking cigars, slipping
wine, AID behaving ike gentlemen Uf
wealth and Independence that they were.
"Do you know, my dear vagabold,'
said HOratio, knocking the ashes from his
cigar, q" that have secret to pour into
your ears, hoping il will not go out Of your
mouth? l sal in the tr in to-day by the
side OF the lovliest, most divine iairest
angel that ever had wings. | could hardly
tear my self away, and shodld not have
done so, only l was afraid my heart would
have gone astray ii Il mad stayed any longer
| which is a sort of j rhyme. BY the by,
wish you would keep an eye on my valise,
| for | don't know much about your SER
wants. There is a thousand pounds in it
that am going TO take To the city"
"A thousand pouAdsW exclaimed his
friend, starting up. "Why did you not
tell me of TINS before? Where is the
valises"
lin the hall, / suppose Anyway, gave
| it to the servant when came Ia"
"You are the most careless fellow ever
knew" said his friend, impatiently, as he
hurried out OF the room.
he soon returned, bearing the valise in
his hand.
" Is that it'"
eyes"
"You had better unlock 1t and see II
your money is safe"
Accordingly, Horatio took the key out
of his pocket, and opening the valise,
thrust his hand therein.
Bless my SOUL said Horatio, suddenly
Withdrawing his arm.
"What is the matter!"
"Why, look here; don't believe this
valise is mine"
| Horatio drew forth a half-completed
lace collar, some embroidery, a pair OF
white cotton hose, and other garments be,
longing to the female wardrobe.
the thousand pounds are gone r
gasped Horatio, turning pale.
"Sold" cried his friend, springing tC
his feet. "OItwitted by the divine ange
you met in the train"
In the meantime, the train containing
! The young lady Tor whom Horatio had ex
peIienced so violent fancy, whirled rap
IDLY onward toward the city, at which il
less than an hour it arrived The divine
angel gave her valise in charge of cab
man, and seating herself in the vehicle
was driven to the most wealthy portion o
the metropolis, and finally drew up befor,
a stone front, on the silver door plate O
which was inscribed the name OF Stewart
Two young lauies rushed out of the hail
and attectionately embraced the youny
lady.
"Oh, Rose Wellington, you can't thinl
how glad We are to see YOU exclaimed
one, Tapturously.
did you bring that embroider worl
you wrote abouts' asked the first, who's,
name was Jenny. "Oh, l hope you did
, am almost dying TO see itl'
"Well, then, you mast certainly Sc
it, said Miss Wellington. at is in tn
vslise aod l will 60 and get it now"
fac valise was placed upon chair, an
the divine angel, producing key, pro
ceeded 70 open 1t.
"Oh, gracious mel" exclaimed Mis-
Wellington, as she peered intO the Valist
Whats the matter?" asked her wv,
female friends.
why, this valise is not mine-at leas
the contents are not. Just look herel
! Miss Rose brought to the surface tw,
: mammoth silk pocket handkerchiefs,
pair OF mems coarse stockings, necktie
{ tive collars and two shirts,
"Why, girls, don't understand it at all,
said Rose. 81 must have taken some on
el,e's valise--Oh, l knowl 1t belong
to your cousin HoTatio,"
AS the true state OF the case burst upo
her, Miss Wellington threw herself upU
a chair aud laughed long and heartily.
Belongs TO cousin Horatio!" echoe
Jenny. Why, Rose, wnat do yo
; mean?"
Your cousin Horatio came into the trair
, and took seat by me-" said Rose, SUP
pressing her mirth. II knew him instant
ly from the description you wrote an
such Irritation as we carried on exceed
belief l suppose he took my Valise, anC
took his The mistake was natural, 70
i they are just alike, the key to one fitlin
> the other"
But where is Horatio nowS" aske
! Sophy,
Il am sure I don't know" said RosC
laughing again. He got out at tn
, second station from the city"
) "Well, we can soon tell If this belong
> on some Of The clothes, said Sophy, eS