The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1871-06-09

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mendicant passing round q hat.
Black hair proved propitious. Hi
e-brows elevated themselves a Verl
little, to be sure; but that nigh
have arisen from sympathy; and BIZ
questions were polite and to the
point. Aunt Sue grew more com
portable, and began to be intensely
grateful to G. W. Lansing, I'd Divi
sion. ''The dear, good man." she
thought, ''if he does find my purse
declare l must send him some
thing practical, and at the same time
entertaining" She composed the
note which should 60 with it, and
passed in review before her mind all
the books she ever heard of, from
the Koran to Froude's "History OF
England" 81 wish knew little
more about conductors and their
tastes" she mused, $50 as to be able
to tell what he would like best"
No. 4 was also dark-haired man,
and gruf in manner, which, though
disagreeable it itself, affords a tri-
umph to the theory. But No. 3, a
decided blonde, light haired as Anal
ric the son Of Amel, was so much
gruffer that the theory suffered a
violent collapse. And when No. G
entered, brown haired, brown beard
ed, and devotedly polite, Aunt Sue
became SO confused among the color
ing, that she abandoned theory and
gave herself up to the enjoyment OF
civil treatment. 1t was both interest
ing and exciting, this temporary trial
Of the charities Of the cold world
81 shall always know nOw," she
meditated, chow to sympathize with
those poor creatures who 90 about
with papers; and it is worth the ex
perience to have found out just how
they feel"
Still the position was. an embar
RAISING one. Her well-to-do life haC
never encountered such a phase be
fore. She was conscious that he.
voice instinctively softened anC
"honeyed" as she made again anC
yet again her little explanation, anC
that a certain dread mingled will
the curiosity with which she antici
pated the coming man." And ht
came very often indeed, the Y. NJ. &
10. being a road Of many divisions
and frequent changes.
No one was less than civil, on the
whole; but Aunt Sue was accustom-
ed to more than bare civility, and
her eye, sharpened by wounded
amour propre, noted every slight
token Of surprise, doubt or scrutiny
and found them infinitely annoying
though to a more experienced
''tramp" they would doubtless have
seemed less than nothing.
And now a raging desire to buy
seized upon her, born of the fact
that she lacked the means of buying
The route was a familiar one
lOften before had she passed over it
and found its temptations in the
way of popcorn Boston Advertisers
seed cakes, and Balloou's Monthly
by no means irresistible. Now sht
llonged for them all. She studied
the outside ofthe ''prize packages
thrown into her lap, and fairly hank
cred for twenty-five cents with which
to test the delusive promise of {
possible one-dOllar gaeenback with
in, not to mention attractive arti
cles Of jeWelry" and unlimited sta
tionery. If she could only buy it
and there was a one-dollar green
back inside, then, she thought, sht
should be able to give something tC
the hurdygurdy man, the harmonica
boy, and the little cripple who, pune
tual as fate, boarded the train. She
had never wished to assist these
worthless before that she could re-
member-but now she did. There,
too, was the blind man, discriminate
ing so wonderfully between the sex
es, and always saying ''thank you,
ma'am," )" and "thank you, Sir, 4" in the
right place. He, too, ought to have
something. Worst trial Of all came
in the Springfield report. The
train, for the first and only occasion
on record, was exactly on time.
Snuffs and savors ofunutterable fra
GRANGE breathed from the neighbor
ing Massasoit. Aunt Sue felt her
self dying of hunger; there were
twenty-five minutes to spare, and
not a crumb 10 be had!
Twenty-Five minutes Nothing
was left but to sit in the car, and
await the last of the conductors;
and thought she, "Mr. Lansing said
his note would be Of no use on the
branch road, so no doubt I shall
have dreadful time. Still, if the
worst comes to worst, l could walk
twenty-five miles,"
But when this august parsonage
made his appearance, Aunt Sue gave
a deep sigh of relief. Her lips al
most relaxed into a whistle of sur
prise and and joy. "Bless me-" said
She aloud, ''it's Tommy Blissp
Tommy had. in the days of his youth
been a scholar in the Bunbrook Sun
day school, and Miss P, his
quondam teacher, had no fears that
her ex-scholar would prove less
amenable to influence now than in
the days of West Minister Cate
chism aud the Second Question
Book.
Her anticipations were confirmed.
From this time she was treated like
a princess; and at eight o'clock,
slowed safely in hack by the de-
voted Tommy, she was driving
homeWard through the Bunbrook
streets, mirky with November fog.
Arrived and welcomed, she plunged
at once into an explanation of her
difficulty.
"Some of you must lend me half a
dollar" she said, "tO pay this man
with. 1 haven't a penny, because
1 lost my purse this mOrning-tlck-
cts and all"
"How did you get onf" asked her
sister-in-law.
every nicely-thanks to the po-
of the conducting fraternity.
Half a dollar, please, James.
''Tick, instead of ticket laughed
James, as he searched his pocket
book.
"What was that you said, Aunt
Sue?" asked a younger Susie-name-