Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1886-01-01
A GLAD NEW YEAR.
Dy Simply Doing Good 1t Came
to Mrs. Trillard.

Old Mr.. Vanbrugh knew that he had
been very sick; and now that he was
Just able to sit up with pillows at his
back, and his poor, withered old limbs
wrapped in q flannel dressing gown, he
wondered, weakly, that he had ever
lived through the awful crisis. And as
nc sat there, he heard his sharp-tongued
landlady's voice on the stairs.
'More cruel, Mrs. Trillard" she
cried, shrilly. "And wing of chickenp
Well, upon my word, you are helping
yourself!'
al bought five pounds of oatmeal this
morning" pleaded softer tone. "And
the chickens wing was part of my
own luncheon. Mr.. Vanbrugh could
not cat that salt ham that you sent up,
and thought"
''Then let him go where the fare suits
him better" said Mrs. Juggett, the
land|ady. "If you can afford to spend
your money in buying oatmeal and
oranges and pint bottles of wine for
every old vagrant that comes along, I'll
Just trouble you for the arrears of board
hat you owe me-"
IL can not pay you Just now," fall
tered poor Mrs. Trillard; '.but Oracle
will have her pay next week, and am in
hopes that the piano cover / worked in
arrasene will be sold at the Womcn's
Exchange before long"
'Pshaw!' said Mrs. Juggott never
Hid believe in all that silly art en-
uroidery. If you were to advertise for
good, sensible, plain sewing, now"
II have done so," said Mrs. Trillard,
family, ''but no notice was taken IF
my advertisement. Indeed, indeed, /
nave left nothing undone to secure re-
munerative employment
''Wcll, then think You had better be
going around to the employment bu-
rcaus and intelligence Offices instead of
pending your time in nursing sick peo-
ple,' said Mrs. Juggett "Oh! you
needn't deny it. DR.. Spoiford said if it
hadn't been for your care and assiduity
Mr.. .Vanbrugh would have died"
"Thank Heaven for that" said Mrs.
Trillard, softly.
''But he's nothing to you," said Mrs.
Juggett.
81 had an old father once" said Mrs.
Trilard, who was very dear to me: and
here was something in Mr.. Vanbrugh
that made me think of him."
81 don't believe in false sentiment"
:etorted Mrs. Juggctt; and I've no
more time to stand talking here. I'll
,hank you to remember what I've said
about settling your bill, Mrs. Tnllard"
She passed on, muttering something
to herself; and presently Mrs. Trillard
h,.nt,f ,frIt in fl,a Ia, h.,
of dclicately prepared oatmeal and
milk, chickens wing, and cluster of
white Malaga grapes.
Our landlady sets good table," he
said, glancing sharply at the face of the
gentle widow, who occupied the room
above him, with her daughter, who
worked on Typewriter down town.
81 hope you will like it," said Mrs.
Irillard, evasively.
''Yop have been very kind to me,
madam" he said, brusquely. II don't
know why"
II have only endeavored to do a
Christians part" said Mrs. Trillard.
~ never had daughter" said the
old man, mcditativcly. If I had she
might have done for me what you have
lone"
"Try to think of me as daughter,
sir,' said Mrs. Trillard, tenderly re-
arranging the folds of the worn old
dressing gown.
The next evening tho old man was
allowed to walk about little, leaning
on a cane. He soon grew weary of the
ciamped limits of his room.
81 viii 60 out into the hail." he
thought. "a turn up and down will
not hurt me-
And as he hobbled slowly and pain
Iully back and forth, the soft, fiute-like
voice of Oracle Trillard talking in the
room above reached his ears
II told them / could not go, OF
course" she said, ~ had no dress to
wear"
my poor Gracie!' murmured the
widow.
"It's very silly Of me to cry, / know
added Oracle, with a little falter in her
voice. II don't feel so very bad about
1t now, although did at the time, be-
cause ] felt that was young, and no
worse looking than the other girls. And
they were all going to Aunt Chisholm's
70 receive calls on New Years day; and
Iconldn't 60 because we are SO poor.
And Milly Jennings says it's SO pleasant
70 receive calls at a house like DIR.
Chisholm's. They are all TO be dressed
IN white, with real flowers in their hair;
and the rooms are to be lighted with
gas, and--ob. II must be like fairy land
But then, mamma. dear, didn't mean
" bring the tears into those dear eyes.