The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1873-12-26

J beeAh WhAOu HsAo az 1OLlc- AldbduCS.
l pressed my face to the glass.
Which way would he take? Hestood
up for moment, and then. slowly,
lazily sauntered toward me. The
glass was up-my only hope was
that he would pass close and see me,
Tor 4 was past calling or moving
now. l noted every trifing detail
OF his figure and dress: he was a tall.
oroad-shouldered gentleman, dressed
IN light gray; young, and with a
long, golden beard; even the carna-
tlon IN his bUtton-hole observed
ana me strength and careless ease
Oh ms figure as he leunged along.
He stopped to whistle 10 his dogs.
and then again strolled on, idIy
tWirling his cane. $3.50
do not know what kind of face
was pressed to the glass ON NV side
lit was a wild and scared one. / am
sure; but in another minute pair
OF great merry blue eyes earelessIy
glanced up in passing, and were
-
startled into earnestness by. the ewes
they encountered; the whistle sound
ed, but, even as it did, a strong hand
was on the doOr-handle, the door
was wrenched open, the train NOV
ed On-he was beside mel was safe
L don't know what happened then
My deliverer says that / cried, and
held one of his hands tight in both
Of mine; but that / do not believe.
In the first place, we bad never been
introduced, and, in the second, two
Of his fingers are about as much as
my two hands can contain at once.
I;know, when / grew Calmer, that /
found him taking care Of me, and
that l didn't disliked it as much as
one might have expected. l don't re-
member how I told him all; I sup
pose the turniP and knife, which still
lay On the seat, helped me little;
but do know that he told me mot
to be frightened, for he would not
throw the scoundrel from the window
as he deserved"-and he looked SO
fierce and 50 strong that I could
quite imagine it vas habit of his
to throw scoundreIs from the win
Idows, and that he rather liked it,
What he did was to take the creature
by the collar, and force him down on
his knees in spite Of his piteops pro
testations that che never meant to
hurt the lady-it was only a lark; he
would not have done it for 8 ten pun
mote, not if he had known" fs
"Hold your tongue. Swallow this,
and think yourself lucky to escape
six months on the treadmill. For
the lady's sake, I will not prosecute
you, and I'll not break every bone in
your body, as I should like to do, rs
it might annoy her to see it done.
But you'll eat this, to the last morsel
mud and all! l should say it is
not the only dirt you will have to
swallow in your lifel Down With
litp' (
And when the last atom had dis
appeared, my deliYerer, with a part.
ling shake, flung the creature into a
corner, where he lay till the train
stopped, and turned to "take care
of me again,
l almost shrank from the stern
face to which I now raised my eyes,
but it sOftened in q moment, and /
lay back in a corner and rested silent
Ily and thankfully, while he interpos7
ed his broad shoulders between me
and the other end Of the carriage,
ltill the train again stopped, and l
saw aunt Margery's dear old face on
1.-THE platform.
lam sure she wondered at the ea-
gerness Of my clasp, and my face,
which l felt was still white and scar
led. made q little motion toward
my deliyerer, but could not speak a
word. He said few words and
gave his card to my aunt, who accept
ed it and the situation as grsciously
as she does everything, and looked
rather anxious to get me safely to
the carriage and home, and in I'VE
minutes we were dFiuing away adt
"What did he do for you, dar-
ling?' s.s...
sob! he was so strong and so good
to me-and he made him eat the
whole turnip, auntie!''l ai lfola
HThe whole turnip! You are ill,
Polly. Come, ne won't talk or thiGk
Iof it now" vf--
And she quieted and petted me
Ievidently thinking that 1 had lost
lmy wits, until Twas lying on the sofa
lin her drawing-room, able to tell hel
an.
Well, that was my first and only
lattempt at taking care Of myself.
1 never want to do so again. Tom
takes care ofmsnoW-of course, yoC
understand that it was be who came
to my deliverance. Aunt wrote tC
him that very evening, and my ia
Ither came down from London mex
morning on purpose to thank him
then Tom called, and so-and so-
the end Of my story, or, perhaps,
shouldsay the real beginning Of il
is that I am bis wife ROW. j. sodia
At first l did think it q pity tha
/ nv husband should be only "Tom,
/ when I had always intended to mai
ry at least three syllables, as L an
merely "Polly;" but now 1 thinl
Tom the most charming name inth
t world, and would not changeit.
I have only one thingmOre to tel
b. 1.-The old lady with the disagreeabI
D bonnet is TOMS amt. lam wrltiD
e this IN her house, which is just wha
G I had fancied it, and she is the deal
est and kindest old woman in Ens
4 Hand. ~ -4tzo'
a "Una has found her Lion" Sd
( says.
|. 1 don't think I am much like Uns
; but Tom is darling old Lion, o
r which his wife loves to lean. 1 hea
t, him calling "PoIlyw from ths laWl
d where he lies,lazily putting his eig'
J.; under the cedar; and, as he ca
n growl on occasion, if 1 keep his nj
1 jesty waiting too long, I had be
5 ter go.
= "Coming Lion. .7-Lonaoa Nag
|; zine. A od e ba1.
,fl When Senator's begin to 'realii
that the currency Of the count
e should be $SOO,OO0,000 they beg