Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1875-02-26

INC nuurCSS ana name are given IN 1ull.
OF course it means that may call, but
how very"
The Senator lacked words to express
himself, and, oddly enough, began to de.
bate inwardly as to whether he should
call at No. - or not. A week ago he
would have asked nothing better of fate
than he chance of seeing and knowing
his Marguerite, but those two letters had
disturbed his previously-conceived i'm
preston of Marguerite.
"Well, she must be an example of that
charming unconventionality of which we
hear. That she is charming no one can
doubt" he sohloquized and before his
and grave, sweet eyes that had stolen his
heart.
Nine o'clock found him ringing at No.
-. He sent up his card, and as he en-
tered the parlors glanced at his own re-
2ection with thrill of satisfaotio , feel
ing that he was man no woman need be
ashamed of. The sound of a step in the
hail startled him, aud he stood waiting
for the door tc open with decided pal
pitation of the heart.
1t did open, but instead of his Margue-
rite appeared the lady who had always
been with her at the Capitol-a lady of
about thirty years, passably cookbook
ing and elegantly dressed. To her mean.
ing and ingratiating smile the Senator
quite taken by surprise, responded not at
all, but stood staring. And when the
lady, in no wise abashed, advanced with
outstretched hand, he had scarcely sense
enough to boT over it, and to stammer,
as his companion motioned him to a
scat
Excuse me, madam, but this-I-"
The lady leaned back and laughed the
silveIiest and most mocklng laugh in the
world.
al suppose we may consider ourselves
introduced by the kindness of st, Valen.
tine"
The Senator, not knowing how to an
swer otherwise, began, hastily:
Introduced? Then l, or would say
you are" seF
Miss Carver" the lady responded,
matter.of-factly.
The Senator was overwhelmed His
surprise was so evident and uncomfort-
able that the lady's delicate eyebrows
we're elevated in interrogation.
have often seen you at the Capitol" ?"
she said, cas- of course you remember"
she added with smile that was not re.
uGClGu Ou lIC lhCG ODpOSlJC.
The Senator stammered something or
other which the lady evidently received
as compliment, for she smiled again as
she continued:
"And when received your valentine,
knowing it was yours, / could not resist
the temptation to form the acquaintance
of one whom had so often admired at
distance"
The Senator ignored this chance for
second compliment, and said, eagerly:
Why, that is the very point. You
knew it was mine, you say. Now, can
not imagine how you knew"
1t was the lady's turn to look blank.
Why" she responded in amazement,
did you not know that you inclosed
your card with the valentine?"
lnclosed my card? never dreamed
of such thingw
You did it, nevertheless. l did at
first think 1t had been done inadvertcnt-
ly, for it was torn card and was writ
ten all over with the name Mar
guerite."
"Ah, that explains it,"
The Senator drew deep breath of re-
lief. His Marguerite was not then con-
cerned in this business. But who was
she, then? In justice to Miss Carver he
felt he must make IAN explanation, but
how it was to be made was still mys-
terry to him as he commenced:
81 perceive that it is | myself who
have been to blame in this matter. 1t is
strange misapprehension and ] beg
your pardon most sincerely for having
unwittingly led you into mistake"
The Senator paused and colored, but
was spurred on by sharp question.
"a mistake? How is that? Surely
the valentine was addressed to meP"
but did not know, but thought
at least / was told-that the lady who
always came to the Capitol with you,
the lady with fair curls, was Miss Car
ver."
The true Miss Carver actually sank
back in her chair, her anazement at this
speech was SO great, and there was a con-
siderable pause before she found voice to
calculate:
"The lady who was with me?"
" Yes. Is there anything remarkable
about it?"
"Well. it's a little remarkable" was
the sarcastic answer, for Miss Carver had
now recovered her coolness-" little re-
markable, because the lady, that is, the
person you call lady, who was always
WIN INC was my malQ.
Her maidl Miss Carver might have
been satisfied. Her mortified pride sure.
ly was sufficiently avenged in the effert
those two words produced upon her hear
er. A sudden pallor had replaced the
flush on his cheek and the power of
speech seemed to have left him.
"She is German" continued Miss
Carver, maliciously, "and the daughter
nf q M xxrhn Enano 10 baar
in New York city She Is the eldest of
twelve children, and as her father could
not keep her she found situation to do
kitchcn-work. BY and by she came to
our family and was second girl awhile
finally look her for my maid, because,
being perfectly uneducated and of a
stolid temperament, she was not likely to
be pert and gossipy." vs q
Miss Carver paused. The Senator had
started to his feet and then had turned
back undecidedly.
Would you like to see herr" she
asked, mercilcssly. 'She has a cousin
who comes here evenings, but perhaps
he is not here tonight" And she al
ready had her hand on the bell-rope, when
her guest exclaimed, in horror:
No, for Heavens sake, don't ring
What could i say to her? | can't ask
you to forgive me for the inconvenience
have caused you by being such-such
a fool" finished the Senator, "but am
truly sorry. Excuse me if say good
night, as IL have an engagement"
Miss Carver smiled aud accompanied
her guest to the door with polite speeches.
The Senator rushed home like a lunatic,
and in ten minutes had committed to the
flames every pictured Marguerite in his
possession, together with the two dainty
notes whose possession he owed to st.
Valentine.
Some years later a friend caught his
arm one evening as he was promenadiBg
on Broadway, and proposed, jovially,
"Come around with me and see Faust
played tonight. The Strakosch Italian
troupe, you know. It's sure to be fine "
Excuse me" was the reply. I'D be
happy to oblige you, but II don't care
for the play"
q Fine prima donna; good realization
OF hiargherita. Better come"
The Senator WINGED and reiterated his
excuses, adding, as before:
The fact is, you know, really don't