Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1872-04-19
GETTING INTO THE WRONG CAR
RIAGE.


RIAGE.
THE day was bitter and cold, the track
covered with snow, and the eastward
bound train, of course, behind time The
waiting male passengers stamped out
their impatience upon the cheerless, wind
swept platform, and the females huddled
around the stove. endeavoring to peep
through the dirty depot window.
Conspicuous among these might have
been seen the pretty face of June Tracy
She was young, anxious, and unaccus.
toned to travel alone; but having receiv-
cd an invitation from an old bachelor
uncle and maiden aunt who lived in
luxurious selfishness alone, had, after
much urging on the part of her mother
(who had already visions of June being
heir to their immense wealthy, consented
to make the visit. The letter giving the
invitation contained minute directions
how she was to reach the city, and in
formed her that carriage would be
waiting at the New York side of the ferry
on specified evening, unless they were
notified to the contrary.
June had early and always impressed
upon her the primness and propriety of
Aunt Prudence Griswold, who was fifty
and unmarried, and the vast wealth and
r VI OnClC Nuludu, anu Sdb,
with many forebodings of discomfort,
watching for the train, and was half
tempted to let it go on without her. when
it at last dashed up to the platform. The
cry of "All aboard" decided the matter,
and she followed the rushing throng,
found herself hustled into seat with
scarcely any volition upon her part, and
was whirlcd rapidly away toward her
unknown and terrible relations.
A long and weary ride brought her to
the depot, and, as she was preparing to
leave the cars motherly old lady advis-
ed her to mufiie up her ears or she ''would
certainly freeze them in that senseless
little hat" She smiled in reply, but
wound soft, white wool cloud about her
head, so as to leave nothing visible but a
pair of bright eyes, the tip of a pretty
nose, and red, ripe lips, and followed
with palpitating heart through the noise
and confusion, and stunned the vulgar
gaze of the men, glad, indeed, when the
stormy river was passed.
A young lady here for the Griswold
carriage p. shouted a man so near her
earsas to almost deafen her.
Yes I am the one" she faltered in
reply, feeling as if she had suddenly
found friend amid the bedlam of jost
ling, fighting, and importuning.
"This way, if you please, miss"
In moment she was led through the
crowd, seated upon the soft cushions OF
an elegant carriage, and was driver
rapidly through the brilliantly-lighted
streets, half dazzled by the unaccustomeC
glitter and splendor.
AT length it stopped in front of brown
stone front, the door was opened, ser
want assisted her to ali ght, she walked VI
the broad. steps, and instantly was claspet
in the arms of a gentleman, who raineC
warm kisses upon her lips, gave her ;
thousand welcomes, called her pet names
impetuously lifted her in his strong arms
carried her into the cosy reception-room
placed her in an armchair before q blaz
ing anthracite fire, and began to reliev,
her of the cumberous wrappings. Man
fashion he tore off the cloud, and, loosen
ing the fastenings of her hair caused it t.
fall in mass of lovely golden ripple
over her shoulders.
"What the duce!" he exclaimed, start
ing and crushing the jaunty little hat il
his hands. then gazing speechless at tn
beautiful girl who sat completely stupetiet
by the unexpected warmth of her recep
tion, and wondering where was her cuI
mudgeon of an uncle she had expectet
to see-wondering if this could possibl
be he, and vcnturing to call him Uncl
Nathan, asked for Aunt Prudence.
"Uncle Nathan! Aunt Pru-the deuce
There is some mistake here, | know of n
such persons.
"Not know him Is not this thei
house ?" she asked, looking anXiousl
around.
at certainly is not Until so rudel
removed your wrappings-for which
beg your pardon-I thought you were m
To,, oofi nOp frpV
boarding school. The mistake was a nat
ural one under the circumstances"
Is not this the house of Nathan Gril
wold ?" she asked again, rising trembling
ly, and with face blanched even to he
lips.
'"No, miss. My name is Buswell, an
am master here"
1t flashed upon her in an instant this
the somewhat similarity of names ha
caused her to make the mistake, an
glancing up at the dark, handsome fac
of him whose kisses were still burnin
upon her lips, her own became scarle
and, covering her face with her prett
white hands, she sank back in the cha
and burst into tears.
Fred Buswell puckered up his moutl
and went through the motions of an in
aginary whistle. "Poor thing ~ /
thought. "By Jove! but she is handsom,
it is no wonder that she became frigh
ened at receiving such bear embraces fro
an entire stranger when she expected {
be coolly welcomed by some antiquate
uncle" But he could not endure the to
tuTe of lovely woman's tears, and, clea
ing his throat, said aloud
"Do not be alarmed, miss. regret |
much as you possibly can, that | was I
hasty in my conclusion. The wretch
when he was luXuriating upon the kiss
he had stolen, and was longing for more
Up famed the color between the del
cate white fingers, and the tears fell eve
faster than before. He saw that he WI
making matters worse, and, with me
tai and not very refined eXpletive,
stopped short, walked TO the other side
the room, rang the bell, and ordered Il
carriage sent back to the depot TO see
Miss Eva was not waiting there. The
he resumed his place upon the hearth-ru
Resting his elbow upon the mantle,
continued
Z" entreat you, miss, not to feel so ba
ly over slight mistake, and one to whi
anyone was liable. 1t is more laughat
than otherwise AS soon as the carria
returns, / viii see that you aretaken sal
ly TO your friends"