Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1877-08-31
At the Central Station Court.

1t was rather mean in the boys, but
they like Bijah and feel that he will for.
give and forget. He had Just com.
menced sweeping out when a boy came
running around the corner and excitedly
inquired:
"Where's Bijah-where's the old
MANI"
81 am here" was the deep-toned re.
ply. Have you discoveries pug-nosed
boy on somebody's doorstep?"
Here's a telegram for you--charges
thirty cents" said the boy as he handed
it out.
The old man turned a shade paler and
his chin began to quiver as he held
the telegram between his teeth and
hunted for change. When he had raked
up four nickels and ten coppers he sat
down to open the envelope, musing:
"I know it is bad news. l dreamed
of walking in green meadow with an
angel last night, and / thought her
breath smelled of lager. guess my sis.
ter is dead"
The dispatch read;
Boston, Aug. TO- n.
BIJAH JOY:
Mayor of this city leaves for Detroit this
morning TO have look at your feet. Please
flatten them out as big as you can.
Tom COLLINS.
stopping and when he finally realized its
full significance he slid up to the corner
to look for the boy. The boy was half a
block away waiting for an explosion.
They stood and looked at each other for
long minute. They were like two
statues. Neither smiled smile. One
could have heard an omnibus drop.
Bijah at length forced ghastly grin and
called out:
Aren't you the dear, good boy whom
promised six figs, ten yum-yums and a
pound of candy?"
Yepp," was the ready reply.
"Then come and get them, darling
come and feast and be happy. Obi how
do love boysp
"I'll see you later. Please call at my
Office" retorted the lad.
Bijah made rush, struck an awning
with his head, knocked down some cloth
ing and fell against rack, and as he
limped back to his den the clothier came
out and said:
elf was an elephant I'd eat hay and
have regular stall in some barn"
TOURIST.
You have fine city here, remarked
Oscar Deak, as he stood before the desk
and rubbed his hands.
The Court looked down on him in
silence.
"Such broad streets, such big
dogs, such beautiful alleys, such nice
hand-organs l never saw in a town be-
FORE" continued the man.
That same cold, murderous look from
the Court.
"Tm almost tempted to spend the re.
mainder of my days here" said the pris
Oner. "The water agrees with me, the
air seems very pure, and find that the
Detroit quart of peanuts is bigger thar
any other in the land"
Still no word from His Honor. Hi
eyes glistened like the tines of a pitch
fork in the bayfield,, but he was biding
his time.
"Pm much obliged to the boys fol
helping me in here last night" coOlly
continued the man. am subject tC
those attacks of vertigo, and Providence
seems to raise up friends for me at the
perilous moment. I'll leave quarter
for the man who lifted me up and begged
of me not to die"
While he was feeling for the clinkeI
the Court was calling to mind how the
tourist broke two chairs in a saloon, had
fight with hackman and hid himself
in lumber-pile, and he wrote out on 8
piece of paper at full length that familiar
old saying: Twenty dollars or three
months, and held it up to view.
The tourist looked at the words. Their
he looked at the clock. Then he glanced
out upon the green grass in the alley and
saw the lambs galloping up and down in
playful mood.
" Yes-ahem-rll lend you twenty
dollars" he finally sighed.
"And don't have any more vertigo in
this town." said the Court. Vertigo
makes the money go, you observe"
81 believe you think was drunk, u
complained the tourist.
"Yum," replied the Court, bowing
profoundly.
"And you don't make any difference
between vertigo and drunkennessY"
mot a Bit"
The man walked out doors and headed
for the nearest saloon. He was going in
ON the real thing, with vertigo counted
out.-DetrOit Free Press.