Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1874-03-20

and / think may say good oHer-a
very good one indeed.n Here John
WINGED, but she went on. "I don't know
but may be considered rather young TO
marry just now-donr you think your.
SELF John, am rather young 2"
Much too young-out Of the question
entirely" gasped the sick man, who was
evidently suffering an attack of that
neuralgia, or something; for his brows
were much contracted and his teeth set
very tight.
"I knew you would think so, and 1
told Tom -"
"Whatlll" roared the feeble sufferer,
in tone that indicated, whatever else
might be the matter with him, his lungs
were all right. "Whatl Tom Jonesl
You never can mean that fellow. Tom
Jones I'll strangle him Immediately.
Tom Jones, indeedl" And the shawls
flew across the room as If there were a
shower of that article in full blast, while
the lately unhappy wearer snorted de-
rision at the idea of that "fellow."
ooh, dear oh, dear what shall do
with himP Please, Cousin John, do think
of your heart disease. Here, take some
aconite; you are feverish." And she
passed the vialtoward him.
"Pills be.hanged, and heart disease
toor' jerked out the excited young man,
striding up and down the room like a
madman. "Do you suppose am going
to stand by and see you throw yourself
away on such fellow as that2"
"1'm sure don't see why you should
care anything about it." said Kate, de-
murely, still looking into the fire and ner.
vously toying with the bottle of aconite.
But do care a great deal about it."
said John, grinding his teeth and stamp
ing up and down, utterly oblivious of his
cancer, and stomach, and everything in
fact but Tom Jones and the girl before
him. "Kate, l want you myselfp'
"Why, John, what an ideap But the
idea seemed to please her notwithstand-
! ing. "How can you think of such things
in your feeble health, when you are so
near the tomb, as you yourself told me
only yesterdays"
"Tomb be-well, hanged again."
quoth the irate John. ave changed my
mind about that. guess haven't got a
cancer after ALL" And he couldn't help
looking little sheepish as he made the
confession. "Ifyou'll only love me, Kate,
and leave that detestable Jones, / am
quite positive l shall be all right again.
Will you, Katie?'
/ don't know whether it was his plead
ing voice, or because his arms around her
made her feel faint and took her will
away, or whether she feared the excite
ment If she said no" might bring on his
heart disease; certain it is she did not say
it, but leaned right down ON his shoulder,
and he kissed her right on the mouth, and
got caught at 1t, too, by. Aunt Hepsey,
who was just coming in.
Mercy mel" calculated that Mortified
female, clasping her hands and looking
very hard at the ceiling for an explana-
tion of this extraordinary proceeding.
"Mercy mel"
A statement of the case from them both
at once soothed the good lady's outraged
feelings and made her quite contented
with the state of affairs; for, as she after
ward observed to Uncle David: "John
Brumer amt good enuf for our Kate, but
he's enuff site better'n that Tom Jones
with a mustache'-and," she added, "his
father a deacon in the church, toop
Uncle David found lot of broken glass
and pills strewing the ground out behind
the barn next day, but rubbed his nose
and said nothing; and from the day of the
engagement John was as well as anybody.
Kate's treatment doubtless cured him. 1t
turned out that Tom Jones wasn't in love
with her at all, but was just as full of fun
and ready to help her in any plan she con-
cocted.
"Where's your Silly and Chary- bodice
now?' asked Uncle David, the day of the
wedding; but Aunt Hepsey was looking
in the air just then for that answer-that
somehow never came-and did not reply.
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