Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1877-01-05


be more glad than sorry"
"Do you think I'm no better than a
murderer l, Paul LeverinR, stain my
hands with bloodr'
"Who said anything about staining
thy hands with bleodS" said the Quaker,
mildly.
"Why, you"
"Thee's mistaken. never used the
word blood"
But you meant IL. You suggested
murder"
"No, Friend lowering, advised thee
to killthy enemy, lest some day he should
kill thee"
"Isnt killing murder, l should like TO
knowS" demanded lowering.
"There are more ways than one to kill
an enemy" said the Quaker i've killed
good many in my time, and no stain
of blood can be found on my garments.
My Iody Of killing enemies is to make
them friends Kill Neighbor Hardy with
kindness, and thee'llhave no more trouble
with him"
A sudden light cleaned over Mr. Lev
erings face, as If cloud had passed,
ga new way to kill people"
"The surest way to kill enemies, as
thee'll find, II thee1l only try"
" Let me see. How shall we go about
itS" said Paul Levering, taken at once
with the idea.
If thee has the will, Friend lowering,
it will not be long before thee finds the
way"
And so it proved. Not two hours
afterward, as Mr.. lowering was driving
] Int ho Ilor n
with stalled cart load of stone. He
was whipping his horse and swearing at
him passionately, but to no purpose.
The cart wheels were buried halfway to
the axles in stiff mud, and defed the
strength of one horse to move them.
On seeing Mr.. Levering, Dick stopped
pulling and swearing, and, getting on the
cart, commenced pitching the stone of
on to the side of the road.
"Hold on bit, Friend Hardy" said
lowering in pleasant voice, as he dis
mounted and unhitched his horse. But
Dick pretended not to hear, and kept on
pitching off the stones. Hold on, say,
and don't give yourself all that trouble, "
added Mr.. Levering, speaking in loud
er voice, but in kind and cheerful tones.
1.-TWO horses are better than one. With
Charley's help we'll soon have the wheels
on solid ground again"
. Understanding now what was meant,
Dicks hands fell almost nerveless by his
side. There" said Levering, as he
put his horse in front of Dicks and made
the traces fast lone pull and the
thing is done" Before Dick could get
down from the cart it was out of the
mud-hole, and, without saying word
more, lowering unfastened his horse
from the front of Dicks animal and,
hitching up again, rode on.
On the next day Mr.. Levering saw
Dick Hardy in the act of strengthening
bit of weak fence through which Lev.
erings cattle had broken once or twice
thus removing temptation, and saving
the cattle from being beaten and set or
by the dogs.
"Thee's given him bad wound
Friend Levering," said the Quaker, OF
getting information of the two incidents
just mentioned, land it will be thy OWL
fault if thee does not kill him"
Not long afterward, in the face of al
approaching storm, and while Dicl
Hardy was hurrying to get in some Glove
hay, his wagon broke down. Mr.. Lev
ering, who saw from one of his field
the incident, and understood what it
loss might occasion, hitched up his Owl
/ wagon and sent it over to Dicks assist
. ance. With a storm coming on tina
might last for days and ruin from two t,
three tons of hay, Dick could not declin
! the offer, though it went against tn,
grain to accept favor from the man h
had hated for years and injured in s,
many ways.
, On the following morning Mr.. Lever
; ing had a visit from Dick Hardy. 1t wa
; raining fast. "rve come" said Dick
, stammering and confused, and lookin!
down on the ground instead of into Mr.
Leverings face, to pay you for the US
} of your team yesterday in getting in IN,
E hay 1 should have lost it if you hadn'
3 sent your wagon, and it is only right
f should pay you for the use of it,"
3 " should be very sorry" answered
{ Paul Levering, cheerily, if couldn'
} do a neighborly turn without pay. Yol
are quite welcome, Friend Hardy, to th'
wagon. l am more than paid in know
ing that you saved that nice field of clio
r yer. How much did you gets"
: about three tons. But, MIR. Lever
ing, | must"
Not word, if you don't want to of
| fend me-" interrupted Levering. I"
, trust there isn't man around here tina
) wouldn't do as much for neighbor il
time of need. Still, if you feel embar
rassed-if you don't wish to stand my
debtor, pay me in good will"
Dick Hardy raised his eyes slowly, and
looking in a strange, wondering way a
MIR, Levering, said: "Shall we not b'
friends?" Mr.. lowering reached out hi
hand. Hardy grasped it with quick
short grip, and then, as if to hide hi
feelings that were becoming too strong
dropped it, and went off hastily.
"Thee's killed him." said the Quaker
on his next meeting with lowering; " thy
enemy is deadP
"Slain by Kindness" answered Pau
Levering, (which you supplied"
"No, thee took it from Gods armory
where all men may equip themselve
without charge, and become invincible,
replied the Quaker "And trust, fol
thy peace and safety, thee will never use
any other weapons in fighting with thy
neighbors. They are sure to KILT
s. Arthur.