Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1872-11-01

1T know It, but common mechanicw
And Myra took out her pearl tablets to
look over her visiting list.
Grace Genlis knew very well that Mr..
Gustavus Linley despised her and her low
estate, but Grace cared not two pins for
that-why should shep Was she not
happy as Queen Victoria's self in her snug
little house, with love TO brighten the low
ceilings and beautify the maple-wood fur.
niture.
"Grace is pearl of price, thought the
young husband, as he watched her at her
thrifty housewifery, "and some day she
shall shine in proper setting as well as
Gustavus Llnley's conceited doll of q
wife. She shall, or my name Ia not Wal
ter Genlisl"
Mrs. Linley did not find herself entire.
ly inconsolable when Walter Genlis ao'
cepted an offer from California firm to
come out as head machinist, and her sis
ter went away.
'1t's just as we'll, /" thought Myra, "for
wanted to give a series of Germans,
this winter, and / couldn't have invited
them, and, of course, they would have
been mortally offended Now it's all
rightw
And the years passed by, and Myra
Linley "forgot" to answer her sisters let
ters so often, that, at length, Grace left
off writing, and Mrs. Linley became a
bright star In the world of fashion, and
enjoyed the false, artificial life as one en-
joys fevered excitement of any kind
One evening Mr.. Linley came in late,
but he often did that Myra glanced Ian
guidly up from the book she was skim
ming over, not because she enjoyed read
ing, but because it was a fashionable
work, and she wanted to say she had read
it-and noticed that his face was per-
turbed.
"What is the mattcr?" she inquired,
little startled by his look.
"The matter" returned Gustavus, de-
liberately seating himself opposite her,
"is that we are ruined |"
"What do you mean2"
Simply that we are penniless-beg-
gared-haven't a cent in the world, and
debts enough to sink the Spanish Ar
mada ~
Myra looked at him in blank dismay.
"And what are we going to do?"
"Do? Why, do as other people do p'
savagely answered her husband. go
into the second story of tenement house
and starven
Mrs. Linley fell into weak, sobbing hys-
terics. Her husband, not needing her,
sat staring moodily at the floor.
ut must be horrible dream" groaned
Myra; "it can't be trueW
But unfortunately it tods true, and in
something less than week Mrs. Linley,
her husband, and her three children,
found themselves the inmates of tawdry,
third-rate boarding house, while Gusta-
vus vainly tried to obtain a situation
somewhere as clerk, and Myra cried and
scolded alternately, and wished so many
times day that she were dead, that Gus
tavus finally lost all patience, and init
mated, darkly, that che wished so, too. !"
And then Myra called him "horrid
BRUTE" and cried more persistently than
ever.
"a carriage at the door, and to see mel
It can't be possible !" said Mrs. Linley,
peeping over the blinds of the window.
"It was Mrs. Gustavus Linley the lady
asked for, ma'am-a bright, pleasant
spoken lady as ever SEEN" said the maid
of all work who had brought up the mes
sage.
"Tell her to come up here" said Nyra,
recklessly, and she hurriedly smoothed
down her neglected hair and twitched at
the buttons of her faded silk wrapper.
"Why, Grace Genlis it isn't your"
1t was Grace Genlis, nevertheless, in a
superb black silk dress, and a priceless
! India shawl, and real diamonds in her
| ears, but Grace Genlis all the same
eager, loving and impulsive.
We heard about Gustavus' failure, "
cried Grace, hugging her sister and laugh
| ing and crying alternately, "and Walter
said he would come to New York at once
and see what we could do for you. We
are rich people, now, Walter and l." said
Grace with spice of innocent triumph,
"and he has concluded to settle in New
York, and Walter owns the Genlis Iron
Works, and we should like Gustavus for
book-keeper, and of course, you'll all
come and live with us, and-that's all,
| Walter, dear, isn't it ?"
CALI l should think it was" said Mr.
Genlis, who has listened smilingly to his
wife's avalanche of words, "snd pretty
mess you've made of it. There, Myra,
stop crying-we'll be all right again,
presently"
"It's $3.50 trying" sobbed Mrs. Lin
ley, that Grace should be rich, and wear
diamonds, and L"
Didn't l always tell you should put
my little wife in her right place one of
these days, although was nothing but q
mechanic?" demanded Walter. "Why,
here is Linley, I declare. Give us your
hand, old fellow; you haven't changed a
bit"
And Gustavus Linley listened, with
humble thankfulness, to his brother-in-
laws offer to make him book-keeper to
one of the branch establishments of his
famous Iron Works.
"But how did you strike this golden
vein?" inquired he, when he had accepted
the position, with many thanks, and Myra
had whisperingly commented on their
being reduced to such an ignoble fate.
at was all through an invention of
Walters" said Oracle, gleefully; 81 al
ways knew Walter would make his way
in the world. Bat come-get your things
On-I'm going to take you away with me,
Walter and Gustavus can walk, and
there's lots of room for the children in
the carriage with usl"
Mrs. Linley was thankful enough to
leave the crampcd limits of this third.rate
boarding house, and return once more to
a spacious brown stone front, where the
halls were paved with mosaic marble, and
the ceilings frescoed in dove color and
gold. But it was none the less a sore
come-down for her pride that the house
was not her own, but that of the simple
minded little sister who had married "a
common mechanic"
"Who would have thought it, ten years
agol" sighed Myra.-NeIo York World