Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1878-01-18
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To Molly Caledon this call seemed by
no means hasty or singular, for, after
the manner of young women, she and
Kate Mallory had become bosom friends
in the last six weeks, and what so nat
ural as "dear Kate's'' brother calling
upon her when she was in town. |
think Kate herself would have been no
little astonished If she could have list
ened to Jim's free reference to her let
ter; and think she might have been
doubtful whether she had ever written
that letter. Certain it is that Miss
Caledon received the impression by this
sketchy reference of Jim's that it was
at Kate's information of her presence,
and Mt her suggestion, that he ventured
to call. And, as / have said before,
what could seem more natural than this
callp And what more natural than Mr..
Mallory's returning with her to the
mountainsP And what more natural
than that on this journey these two
should progress very rapidly in their
acquaintance with such q mutual foun-
dation of intimacy and interest as Z" dear
Kate? AS for dear Kate" she had
the wit and tact to keep her astonish-
ment within proper bounds, but when
ever she found Jim alone didn't he have
to take itp
"I can't imagine how you can be
say, "and l can't imagine how Mr..
Wing can do without you so long?"
But Jim could imagine, and so | think
after n time could little Molly Caledon.
And so | think after time could every
member of the house, and itwasn't tvery
difficult to prophesy the denouement
either, in the estimation of these on
lockers. But to Jim it seemed much
more difficult, for Molly Caledon was
far too bright to carry her heart on her
sleeve, and a spice of feminine coquetry
helped her to play a game of hide and
seek
But there came day when she had
to give it up, and acknowledge herself
found if not caught. 1t was the day
viii Hess and Langford came. Nov
or never!'' thought Jim Mallory, as he
watched her greeting with the afore-
said gentleman. "Now or neverr |
think Molly must have had suspicion
of his design, for with a queer, coquet-
tish perversity she put him off, first
with croquet, and then with very ami
mated discussion with Langford, and so
on, through list of employments and
occupations that continually necessi-
tated third party. But Jim was too
sharp for her at last. The mail had
just come in, and, as he read his letter
from Wing, with this item at the close:
lone of us will have to go to Paris
next year." bit of strategy suddenly
II. I,
with acted upon. Walking straight by
the group wherein Miss Caledon stood
talking intimately with Langford, he
glanced up from his letter with the most
absorbed air and inquired of the land
lord when the next train left.
"Oh, are you going to New York
Mr.. Mallory?' asked Molly with great
Sdng-froid. "And if you are, will you
undertake commission for me?h and
Molly came forward from the group at
this.
Then she saw his serious, preoc-
cupied business face.
"No bad news, Mr.. Mallory?"
go no, not in the least; only my
partner writes that one of us must go
to Paris; and l suppose that one will be
your humble servant. How many COM
missions shall execute for you there,
Miss Caledon?" looking straight into
the face before him. There was a
quiver of the eyelids,a quiver of the
bps, and sudden forgetfulness of the
hide-and-seek game altogether; and
Jim knew that he had won.
Come into the garden, Molly" he
said in a lower tone. 1--WE something
else to tell you"
They went into the garden, and so
absorbing was the story that he had to
tell that he forgot all about the "next
train until Molly, as she heard the
shrill whistle of the locomotive, looked
up slyly into his face and said: "How
about the cars, Mr.. Mallory? 1 think
you've lost themr'
Jim laughed. "But I've found some
thing better than the cars, Mollyr'
And then he laughed still more. And
then he told her that other story of the
cars, when he had first met and fell in
love with her.
"And you don't mean to say that
you were that old codger in the cor
ner?' asked Molly in amaze.
Il do, Miss Molly"
my! but didn't we girls go on?'
81 should think you did. | found
out all your hair-dressing secrets-all
about the crimping and frizzing, you
know-and say, Molly, do you 'do'
your curls now over slate-pencil? and
do you ever get caught in your hair
pins by such young. gentlemen as Hess
and Langford now?"
my goodness! did / go on like
that?'
"Just like that; and / thought the
story in the end of the Scotch cap was
rather plucky climax. And when ]
listened to it, and saw what gay
little bird of paradise you were, had
no idea that such tender heart lurked
beneath"
Molly laughed little and blushed a
little as she said: We'll, don't know
how anyone could have seen another in
| such horrid dilemma without doing
something to help them out of it. re-
member, though, how scared l felt as
jumped up; for, you know, | had to get
off there to hide the action, for knew
should feel silly enough, and knew il
would be terribly embarrassing all
round"
eyes. land in that way learned your
Christian name; for all those four girls
wondered what Molly was getting of
there for"
And that was why you stopped
under my window, sir, was it, when
my bird called MollyP"
"Oh, you saw me at.'once, did you,
Miss Molly?"
81 saw you lift your hat to me, sir. -
answered Miss Caledon, rather con-
fusedly.
And Molly, my girlr' returned Jim
Mallory, now dropping his gay tone,
Il shall lift my hat always to the angel
in your nature discovered that day in
the street car. ."-NOra Perry, IN Boston
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