The Tiffin tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1868-1887, 1878-10-03

. stout pair OF arms, a whiskered face
/ in close proximity to her own, and,
| before she could think about the
strangeness OF her situation, she re-
eeived q prolonged kIss-s hearty
smack-fell upon ber lips.
"Ohi 'Tain't father, neither ~
She had, by this time, divested her.
self OF the impression that il was her
usually sober spouse, who must have
come home in an unusually excited
condition thus to indulge in such an
unWOnted expression Of affection.
"Get out Get out, l say Who
are you ? Murder Thieves Mag
gle, come hersl Here's a man kissing
me like mad 20
/ But the intruder had discovered his
I mistake-it did not need the indig-
nsnt pummeling and scratching OF
the lady's vigorous fist to cause him
to rellnquish his hold and fly as II
pursued by some indignant ghost.
Maggie, nearly choking with smoth-
cred laughter, In spite of her trepida-
ton, came to her mothers rescue.
81 never was 30 frightened in all my
life Who could it be =? Maggie,
have you any idea ?"
But that dutifuI daughter was, to sll
Rppearanees, innocent as q dove.
She sOothed the old lady by repre-
senting that it might have been one
] OF the neighbOrs, who, having drank
\ too much, had mistaken the house
and the housewife.
She searched the entry for the
missing spectaeles, dropped in the
scuflie re-arrsnged the cap border /;
wound up the tangled yarn stirred
the fire-all in the most amiable man
neF pOssible-And at length had the
satisfaction Of seeing her mother sink
into the chair with her accustomed
tranquility.
But Mrs. Williams was fully awake
now. She had q new idea In her
head, and, instead Of settling herself
for another nap, she pursued the train
OF thought and her knitting at the
same time with wonderful rapidIty.
At length stopping, and looking keen
Iy st Maggie, she said:
81 suppose it's q queer notion Of
mine, Maggie, but I've an indistin3t
ldes that that man was Frank Woll-
merath."
II Maggie's face did not fire up
then You might have lit q candle
by It.
These incipient symptoms did not
escape the wary inquisitor.
"PeArs 80 to me, cause those big
whiskers were 30 much Ike his'n,
and the awkward way be gripped me
with his great pave"
Maggie was wonderfully busy. She
bent over her work, and threw the
needle through so rapidly that the
thread snapped, and then she was so
engaged In threading her needle
again that she did not have time to
answer.
"I don't think that kiss was meant
for me, after all. Wonder who 1t was
intended for? And | wonder if you
don't know something about it, Mag
gle ?"
"Me, mother p'
"Yes, you, Maggie. You was
mighty anxious to get me and father
of to Aunt Ems this evening, but /
noticed you we're dressed up eXtraor-
cinsry, for all you wereniC going.
Maggie, I'm getting old, know it;
but haven't lost my eyesight get.
I've heard something about this be-
tween you and Frank Wollmesath.
What are you playing that game for
Out with 1t, 1 say"
Our little sehemer, thus adjured,
made ''eIean breast" Of the matter,
much relieved to ind that mother
"hsdn't nOthin ag'in him." and
would ''give father talk about it,
and bring him all around on the SUBJ
ject."
"But, Maggie, want you to tell
Frank I'd rather he wouldn't make
such . mistake sg'in. / don't like
the feel OF his big whiskers about my
face. 1 don't approve OF promlscuous
kissing"
Frank never heard the last OF that
bIunder.
Old Williams used to delight in re-
hearsing the story whenever all par.
ties interested happened to be present.
He would shake bis fat sides at
Franks discontinue and his wife's
tart replies, and Maggie would join
him, and both would laugh until the
Tears ran down their cheeks.
"NeVer mind, Frank" Mrs. Will
lisms would say, consolingly. "Let
him laugh. He'd have been only too
glad to have been in your place 20
years ago. He had to work to get q
kiss from me then. And 1 hope it
will be lesson to you and Maggie
against the impollcy Of eoncealments
and such underhand doings Of all
Sorts"