Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1875-01-01

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her niece should have been taking tea
cozily at Narransauc, they had yet three
hours ride before them.
"Never mind, auntie, we'll enjoy
grandmas all the more when we do get
there"
"If our faculties hold out" said Aunt
Flavilla, grimly.
And here, without previous warning
the train stopped short again, arousing
in the afflicted woman fresh perturba-
| tion.
"For evermore What next9" she
calculated, throwing up the sash and
making second frantic search for her
spectacles.
Pumps are frozen" said the conduct
or, passing through.
"No wonder the shivering Mortimer
worshiped the god Thor" remarked the
gentleman facetiously ~ could wish
| we ourselves were under his reign"
ayes, a rain would have been no end
better for u.s." acqulesced Mrs. Pressy,
misapprehending. "Still, l should
think, sir, they might start those pumps
with salt"
mo doubt they'll be set going shortly,
madam I'll investigate"
Aunt Flavilla clutched her niece's arm
as he went out.
"He's got 'eml l believe in my heart
he's got 'eml"
"Got whatf" queried Emily, with a
vague thought of measles.
"My glasses. ! saw 'em in his breast
pocket when he stopped"
"Oh, auntie, please hush! you must be
mistaken. Well find those presently"
"Why, child, l tell you l saw 'em in
his coat. should know those gold bows
anywhere" -,
but, auntie, what under the sun could
he want of your spectacles? He couldn't
wear them"
"He could sell 'em," replied Aunt
Flavilla, impressivcly. you've no idea,
Emily, of the wickedness there is in the
world!" And she groaned almost as
deeply as if she had had any idea of it
herself
"But, auntie, he's a gentleman"
"And he seemed so sympathetic and
clever-spoken!" cried poor, weary, ex-
cited Mrs. Pressy, in final quest thrust
ing her arm into her pockets violently,
as one might drive u sword into his
sheath.
"Merciful Heavens, child! my purse
is gone, too! NOw what do you thinkS"
1t was too true. In vain they searched
the pockets of Aunt Flavilla's cloak and
dress; in vain they peered into muff and
lunch basket, and felt along the seat and
floor.
Well, l only left money enough in it
to buy some keepsakes for your Uncle
10Th ans boys; that's one comfort" said
Mrs. Pressy, who sorely needed conso.
lation. A" He won't get much there, but
he can make a pretty penny on those
heavy bowed glasses. lpaid twelve dol
lars for 'em, and since then COLDS riz
"Oh, auntie, can't believe he'd take
themp
"He's done it, child, so it's neither
here nor there what you can believe
When | see a thing and know it's so, I'm
convinced. But of all the boldness! HI
must have put his hand in my poke
when l sat down right side next him. jus
after we got in, and here he's been al
, polite as you please on purpose to blinC
Us! He's shrewd one! Come TO thinl
of it, he has eyed us from the first; tina
looks dark for him; and didn't you Sc,
J what long, spry fingers he hadF"
, "Oh, hush, auntie! he's coming"
He'll have hard work to get anything
/ else of mine," muttered Aunt Flavilla
reaching forward for her travelling sachel
, which she secured upon her left arm likt
a paddock.
I =" Behold the signs of civilization
+ ladies'" said the deft- fingered gentleman
cheerily approaching with cup of tel
l in either hand. 81 have been foraginl
= in neighboring farmhouse, and bel
you'll eccept the spoils."
"We've no occasion for anything, sir,
/, retorted Mrs. Pressy, bristling with in
dignation. Did lie hope to purchase he
Y favor by soft speeches, and stop he
r mouth with "oolong" that might be poi
e soned for anything she knew He nee
not tla'ter himself; he could not trib
s her. Once safe at Brother Lewis, sh
d should take active measures to put tn
law on him and repossess herself of he
i property.
r The young man Redeemed in angry sui
prise at her hostile tone and air, an
c turning on his heel bestowed the rejecte
n tea upon two grateful ITishwomen acros
/, the aisle, while Mrs. Pressy remarke
piously to Emily that she didn't bC
s grudge him his peace of mind.
IT When the train moved on he did nc
resume his former seat; and lookin
h furtively over her shoulder as each me-
q station was reached Aunt Flavilla sa'
h him always in the same place near tn
d door, his head leaning upon his susp
d cious white hand They were slowl
IS nearing the terminus of the road; mos
" of the passengers had already left, br
Ii he staid on, increasing the estimabl
l. lady's nervousness to such degree tha
as She said afterward, at seemed as
e she should fly but she kept stiff uppt
y lip before Emily"
# "Only one station more, auntie, an
e then comes Narransauc,"
: They approached the intervening ST
If ton; passed it; vet there sat their felloV
). traveller, the picture of repose. What
n he should lay violent hands on their b
'e longings as they left the carl What
5. through some inadvertence Brother Le'
l. should fail to be in waiting for them
the depot! What if
? Narransaucp shouted the conducto
c peering In upon his handful of passel
J. gers.
e Mind you don't lose sight of mi
child, for the world" cried Mrs Press
1t girding on her armor and sallying fort
Y resolute in spirit, but so painfully wea
l. in the knees that in descending tue stel
q she stumbled and would have fallen bl
D. for the blond gentleman's timely aid
If "Allow me to relieve you of your pa
1t GELS, madam" said he, with frigid coul
t. esy, MT forgetful of his late repulse.
c. LAS if you hadn't relieved me {
he enough already, sir" retorted she, tho
a oughly eXasperated. "lll thank you
let us pass" And grasping Emily's elbo
" she hurried her on to the end of Il
" platform, where Squire Hanscom an
the longed-for Brother Levi" was see
G. ing them by the light of an up.raisC
lantern.
a. "We've got through it alive, Lev
ID that's about all can say" was her gree
v. ing, as bandbox and sachel collided b
lie hind the 'Squire's neck. "You didn
rs count on seeing me, did yous But som
thing told me 'twasn't safe to send Emi
RS off alone, and feel to be thankful tn
/ listened to it,"
t, "Dear grandpa, it's lovely to see yo
at but why didn't you send Charley for
Is this cold night?"
if Fact is, the boy sprained his ank
IL awkward fellow And that reminds m
He asked me to keep an eye out for
ry old chum John Kenyon, who promis
Y, to run down to Thanksgiving We've be-
" | lookinp for him All the week. Int the