Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1875-01-29
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can't. 90 ahead" :"
"she said, and could have sworn she
was laughing, Why, Mr.. Kennedy don't
you know I've made vowP' Pm going
TO marry some one gasped out 'Whor
The person who returns my umbrella
Confound umbrellasl" finished Mr.. Ken
nedy savagcly kicking the table leg.
Mr.. Courtenay's face, surrounded by
wreaths of tobacco smoke, was very sol
emn indeed 1t was more solemn still
the next morning at the breakfast-table.
For almost week IL was as dolorous as
the weather, and not once did he sit In
his accustomed place at the front window
or call at No. 8.
Frank" he shouted one morning
across the hall, "lend me your umbrella,
will your Ican't find either of NINE"
There was sound of rummaging in
Mr.. Kennedy's apartment; then an um-
brella came flying across the passage, and
landed on the door-mat
You'd better lose il somewhere down
town." growlcd the owner II never
want to see IL again"
In similar gloomy mood Mr.. Courtc.
nay began to perambulate the rainy and
muddy streets. Whether his state of
mind made him desperately careless aud
oblivious of his fellow-pedestrians is un-
certain. AT any rate, he came in violent
contact with a truckman, and was sent
staggering blindly back into a doorway
by the force of the conclusion. AS for
the umbrella, it looked like wrecked
vessel, for three of its ribs were broken,
and the stick, minus the handle, pointed
protestingly upward. The handle was
otslI c1u IL, Mr. Cnnrfanov'c hand
but that too seemed suddenly to have
become rickety. AS he tossed it angrily
against the opposite wall it fell back dis.
jointed, and little roll of papers tum-
bled at Mr.. Courtenay's very feet. Fol-
once in his life, and only once, the latter
individual was betrayed into using his
friend Kennedy's favorite expression
"By Georgel" ..
He did not 60 down town, but returned
home and shut himself up till after din
ner. AT seven o'clock he might have
been seen crossing - street, with dis
reputable.looking umbrella in his hand
which Just held together and that was all
Bearing this, he entered Miss Arm
strong's presence, and answered her merr,
| inquiry as to where he had been the las
week briefly:
"I've been finding your umbrella Herr
it is"
Somehow it took great while for Mis-
Armstrong to understand how il hat
come about. She was freshly amazed
every five minutes to think that he
identical umbrella" had been all this tim
in Mr.. Kennedy's possession, just acros
the street, And to think, besides, that sh
had taken Mr.. Kennedy's umbrella ol
| the horse-car! 1t was the very stranges
thing that ever happened, and she mus
go straight and tell mamma all about i
"But you have not done your part,
interposed Mr.. Courtenay. You sal
the finder would be suitably rewarded.
"For returning ph0le umbrella
Thanks will pay for broken one" re
| piled Miss Armstrong, saucily.
"Do you think SO? But you have t
keep your vow besides" said Mr.. Courtc
nay, with perfect gravity.
She looked at him with wide-eye
surprise, then flushed and faltered as sh
asked
"What vow?"
"To marry the person who returne
your umbrella"
"Ohw was the Mortified responst
"Did Mr.. Kennedy--"
Speaking of Mr.. Kennedy, that ind
vidual was interrupted as he was light
ing his first cigar on the following morr
ing by tap at the door, at which AZ
peared Mr.. Courtenay holding an un
brella.
Miss Armstrong returns your un
brella, with thanks and apologies fc
having unknowingly exchanged wit
you. You have had hers four months
and l unfortunately broke it yesterda
when you lent it to me. She'd like yo
to accept the contents of the handle {
hers, and she insists on your taking tn
photograph. 1t is no more than righ
since you've carried the proofs about S
long. Old fellow" he added, breakin
into long.represscd laugh, you'll hay
to be content with the photograph
She's promised the original to me. ."-Hd
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