The Findlay Jeffersonian. [volume] (Findlay, Hancock County, Ohio) 1870-1881, 1877-02-02

/ Impotence.
That her second valentine was in
Franks handwriting there could be nc
possible doubt. But that it was not
intended for the young lady into whose
hands it had fallen, was equally GER
tain. 1t was not an ordinary valentine
sent partly for fun or out of compli
ment. 1t was passionate love letter
The writer had evidently taken advan
tage of the day, so it seemed to Lila,
to press a real and not a jesting suit.
The letter commenced:
Darling Dora, 'and was signed 'Hy
acinth."
Il do believe, muttered Lills, jeal
ously, that it's meant for Dora Mack
innon. always thought that Frank
paid her too much attention"
. In the meantime Frank had been re
garding Lilla's indignant and angry
face with undisguised amazement, and
the doctor had been looking in per
plexity first at one and then a: the
other of the pair.
Some lovers quarrel" thought the
worthy man; ''it will all come right.
] won't interfere" !"
Then aloud
"By the way, Lila. weren't yo and
Tregennis, and-and-Frank, to make
up skating party to the large pond,
this morningT
"Yes, Papa"
BE quick, then, or you'll be late.
It's past ten."
Lila rose to make her preparations,
still holding the obnoxious valentine In
her hand and left the room.
"Come, Sir Francis" IA name play
fully given in the family to the young
man, on account of the identity of his
name with that of the great admiral,
said DR.. MarchaDt. somewhat testify,
81 can spare you until luncheon"
Then as the door closed behind
Frank, the Doctor said to his wife:
Something wrong in that quarter,
eh, my dearF'
II can't make it out, rejoined Mrs.
Marchant, looking both puzzled and
distressed.
Pooh. Hon't fret yourself, Mary.
We had lovers quarrels once on time
you know"
Mrs. Marchant smiled.
"Well, I'll go and see cook" she
said.
'That's right my dear. That's like
a practical woman. And l only hope,"
he added, with last Parthian shaft at
his wife, as he took up his letters and
to proceed to his study, "that
you'll find Mrs. Bolders and the maids
better pleased over their valentines
than you and Lila were with yours.
Without loss of time Frank had over
taken Lila before she had reached the
top of the flight of stairs leading TO her
room.
"What is it, Lila, darling? What is
the matter?" he exclaimed, breathless-
ly.
Don't darling me, sir. Dora Mack
innon's your darling"
Lila"
Il wont listen to word, )" said Lila,
passionately, and making an effort to
pass on.
But the young man laid his haGi on
her arm to detain her.
She threw it off impetuously.
There" she said. putting the un-
lucky valentine into his hand; look
at that, sir. l suppose you never saw
that before"
And she laughed il a manner not
pleasant to hear. Frank Drake gazed
fr moment in stupefaction at the
lettes he held. Then the whole matter
flashed upon his mind, ,,Lj b. -xci.,iIh
ed eagerly:
Just listen to me one minute, Lii
lar'
i will not listsn," said Lila, more
and more angrily. You can go to
Dora Mackinnon."
And she escaped to her room.
And you can wait till Tregennis
comes to fetch You, aud if you fall
through the ice don't care" shouted
Frank, his patience quite exhausted.
And he strode down the staircase six
steps at time, snatched his hat and
coat from their pegs in the hall, and
rushed out of the house, slamming the
door violently behind him.