Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1878-01-11

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quainted, they talked TO themselves,
and he limited at his peculiar ideas with
regard TO married life; that when he
married the beginning would be in II
small way--an humble home; and that
while he was willing to toll for the
woman he loved, IL might be necessary
for her TO take up her share Of the
burdens.
The beautiful girl met him half way
did not seem averse to Glove in a
cottage" seemed to consider it would
be a pleasure to contribute TO the max
ing of home; and some dainty dishes
from her own fair hands were proof pos
tive TO him that she was vcrsed in the
culinary art
The storm ceased at last and they
parted. No words of love had been
spoken, but the touch of hands and the
glancing of eyes and the tell-tale blood
had given fun promise of what would
be, even as the rosy tints of morning
tell Of the golden glory of MONDAY. OF
what Marshall thought his words TO
Tryan told the entire story.
"Shc is rs beautiful and good as an
angel, Fred. The most perfect being
both in mind and body" fH :
"And will cook your pork and beans
and do up your shirts with smilesP'
was the qIlizzical question. -
without doubt, Oh, such dishes as
she can prepared They are food for
the gods. - -E
"Apples ofthe Hesperides, sweetened
with nectar and ambrosial But of
course she knows of your wealth p'
Has not an inkling. In fact she
does not even know my name-thinks
it is Charley Marsh, and that have to
depend upon business for livelihood. y
1.-THE name of the goddess, Charleyp"
Eleanor Riverton."
"Ah! A romantic name. When is
she to change itP'
q That is undecided as yet. have
not even whispered of my devotion"
But intend to do so very soonpo
"At the earliestpracticable moment" q"
With such commencement as had
been made the growth of love could not
have been otherwise than rapid. The
visits of Marshall to Ferndell grew fire.
quent, became more and more lengthy;
and, one evening when the moon sailed
as silver boat over the lightest waves
of clouds, the fond vows were whispered,
and two hearts pledged to beat as one
for all time; soft hand was clasped in
broader palm, and burning lips were
pressed to lips in the first long, passion
ate kiss of betrothal.
Fred Tryan laughed cynical laugh
whenhe heard of the engagement. Some
thing in the matter seemed to amuse
him very much. Yet he congratulated
his friend warmly upon his choice, and
wished him all the happiness he antici-
pated.
And for once love seemed to run a
broad, deep, untroubled river, with
nothing to mar the smoothness of its
course. The wedding-day was glO
rious one, golden with sunshine, with
only rosy clouds; without even the
slightest premonition of future storms
day of perfect June, when
The sky was all bushes, the earth was all bliss
And the prayer Of each heart: Z" Be the ending
like this"
The wedding feast finished, Marshall
took his bride in the conveyance he had
provided, and carried her to what he
led her to believe was her future home
The journey ended, they stopped at a
small cottage in the outskirts of IA man.
ufacturing town. 1t was scarcely more
than comfortably furnished, the sur.
roundings not attractive, and only such
as u bride in the most humble circum
stances wouldhaye been cOntented with
But the young wife took up her lo
cheerfully. She went around singing
all the day long, frightening up every
always had meals ready upon the return
of her husband-and seemed to enjoy
what well might have been called
playing at housekeeping; and ever
objected when her husband proposed tc
employ a girl to do the drudgery.
But if it was fun fer her it was no
for him. He had nothing to do, and
soon grew tired of "loafing' around
the little village, killing time. so as tc
make his wife believe he was hard al
work. The months he had intended tC
be passed in this manner dwindled into
two short weeks. He could endure il
no longer; and, having made the neces.
sary preparations Qhrough his friend
sIlCu II am, Hc utltl lIllucu W HlONc u
the city and his true sphere in life.
Money smoothes most ways as it did
his, and few days later he escorted hi,
bride into a "brown-stone 'front.' ex.
quisitely furnished, told Lena it was
hers, and that he had deceived her, as
he was rich.
"No. Charley" she answered, with
ripping laughter. "No, Charley, dear,
you have been simply deceiving your.
self. l knew you all the time. My
cousin, Fred Tryan, had pointed you
out to me, and told me all about YOU
1.-The deu-n
"Hushr' and she kissed him into ST
lence. but won't make you any the
less good wife, dear"
She hasn't. though she has cured him
of many foolish notions of mortals.being
perfect; and he has learned to rejoice
that his Quixotic quest resulted so well
and happily, when the chances were as
a thousand to one against anything but
disappointment.-W II. Bushnell.