Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1877-04-27
uI,-THE RESULT.

Inc lovers SJrOlleu nome at Twelve
o'clock, and there were many last words
to be whispered at the gate. The house
was dark and the door still open.
Poor Jane must have gone to bed"
said Minerva, with a degree of con-
scientious reproach in her own happi-
ness.
Then Herbert Wilson departed to his
hotel, and Minerva entered the garden.
The fat landlady greeted her on the
threshold, even made some half-intelli-
gible remark as she passed upstairs, to
which she assented vaguely. Minerals
knowledge of German was very imper.
feet. The rooms were excessively black
and silent.
"Jane! JaneW called the younger
sister, softly.
She managed to strike light after
much laundering, for Minerva was not
one of the women who can find things in
the dark. James hat was not in its
place, nor was Jane herself to be dis
covered When this truth dawned upon
her, Minerva, with white cheeks and di-
lating eyes, rushed down. stairs in alarm.
The house door was now closed, and the
stout landlady had invested her head in
cotton night-cap Jane had not been
home at all; the stout landlady inferred
that she was to remain out. Minerva
wrung her hands in helpless distress.
An hour ago Jane had come along the
street alone. What had become of her?
Minerva obeyed the first impulse Of
terror, and wrote line on her card be-
seeching aid of Herbert Wilson in this
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without him now?
That gentleman was smoking his cigar
outside the hotel, still enjoying the
glorious night, and Immediately obeyed
Minerals summons.
In the meanwhile the landlady had
talked volubly in German, Minerva had
replied in French, and the maid.servant
had stared at both of them silently
When Herbert Wilson appeared, Minerva
ran out to the gate, and suffered him to
take both of her cold little hands in his
own reassuringly while she communi.
Gated the dread intelligence of James
disappearance.
ooh, what can become of woman
alone in a place like this at night?" she
cried.
Every beer garden and shadowy path
had become pitfall of robbery and vio.
lence to Minerals s excited Imagination.
We shall find her soon, am conf
dent" replied the artist, it must be con
fessed rather vaguely.
But she never came hOme," sobbed
Minerva, not daring to frame her own
fears, yet believing the worst
Jane was scarcely yet the sort of per-
son to be Willing away the midnight
hours in tap-room, or in solitary ram
BILE through deserted avenues. The land
lady, still in her night-cap, waddled
down the garden path with fearful sug.
gestion as to notifying the police, which
made her hearers grow cold with appre.
hension.
AT this critical moment of suspense the
voice of Jane reached them, apparently
from mid-air.
"Where do live, did you inqureY
Never you mind that, but try to obey the
doctors orders"
The group at the gate glanced up in
voluntarily. at the next house, where
lights were moving about, and two
forms paused near the window thus IL
Illuminated. One was Jane, nodding her
head energetically, and the other tall
man, who shrugged his shoulders depre-
catingly.
Perhaps the doctor will be so kind
as to say that the gentleman came to this
apartment a month ago." observed the
tall man.
have been here month myself,
said Jane, decisively. 81 don't know the
laws Of GermanV thOuOh -
She has gone mad| exclaimed Miner
va. "Oh, my poor Jane, what has hap
pened to your"
She has mistaken the house" said
Herbert Wilson, smOthering laugh,
When Jane had identified the sick man
on the bed, she was very much alarmed,