Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1886-11-26

| harder, enjoyed less, and suffered more
than any ono similarly situated, whom
chancod 10 know. Well, anyway, decided
| 10 stay away from the restaurant that day
| and arrange my own small bill OF faro as
nearly rs possible in accord with the day.
| had once taken homo some cranberries,
just because they were so pretty and dim
ner-lilSc, and, IA an experiment, had stewcd
thom over my little gas-heater, and made
most delicious sauce. l could do so again.
This, with some turkey taken from tho res.
taurant, rolls from my favorito bakery,
md box Of candy, would furnish mo o
meal fit for n queeu-if she were happy
one-at one-half the cost of n similar ono
prepared by "strangor hands.n Tho bal
ance would iuclose in an envelope to tho
little errand-boy who was accustomed to
bring errands TO our Office from s. :. ~
Co., whose wan face and pleasant smile
had touched my heart, and who was tho
only person knew that felt justified In
plying.
II was late when reached "down town.
and after getting my few crrands, l was
weak and trembling, and sat in G--s &
Co.'S to wait for the car, While ,jotted
down notion" the car-bell startled me,
and jumped up hastily, gathering my of.
foots-rolls, chicken, cranberries and tho
ran. had almost reached the step, when
by some mis-sght, the conductor rang tho
boil. The next knew ! was rolling over
and over, and over, in the doubtful snow
and slush, skirts in mid-ar, hat rolling
under the wheels and the unfortunate cram
berries dripping through hole in their
bag, proclaiming in balls of crimson guilt
my mortifying story to conductor, pas
scngers, passers-by, and horror of horrorsl
my dear old gentleman!!! For he 1t was
whose strong arm rightcd me, rs though
had slipped in the most simple and grace
full manner possible, leading me to a seat in
the car, as though we were returning from
n picnc-brushing down the mud aud
snow-striped "rough suit" as though
brushing a butterfly from lawn-tennis
costume, and seating himself beside me, as
though he had been my escort since the
morning. did not need TO look for my
bundles, thore they all were, close beside
him, minus the luclklcss cranbcrrios.
"You must allow me to see you safely to
your home,n he said. "You are too weakly
to be trusted alone" Whatever moro he
said was neither heard nor replied to; 1
could neither hear nor see, nor understand.
After seeing me safely deposited in the
musty little parlor, he added: "Now"--
but / never heard the rest, for sonseess
onds after touched the little lounge.
And the next voice heard was the doc.
tors, and a very strictly professional voice
IL was, after the dear tender tones that had
sent me to sleep!
CONTINUATION FROM PRIVATE DIARY.
And so | spent Thanksgiving Day in bed,
and four days after. The fifth day sec
ond form followed the DOCTORS into the
parlor-which l had, for the first time,
reached again-and shed its slight hair and
dark oyesn upon the face of the little mirror
which had reflected Dicks angry glanccs,
the evening of our discussion of that fate
full subject.
The doctor staid only long enough to feel
my pulse, change my medicine and intro
duce me to his old friend and fellow-citizen.
oh, kindly earth, open and swallow mo
upl ! Ye, SHOWS fall in heaps and bury
me from sightl Oh, sun, cease your
cruel shining, and let a merciful darkness
enshroud my crushed, humiliating sclfl |
for the doctor introduced me to-M. l.. De-
Verne, editor-in-ehief Criterion, city, who
for the last eight weeks had been re-
ceiving, in the private box of his editor-in-
chiefship, the twin romances of "Coming
Events" and my own dearly-bought story
of self-proclaimed love and devotion for tho
"dear old mole, who would not DISCLOSE"
and with whom my identification dated from
that day when the brown eyes rested in
differently on the awning of the rival res
taurant across the way after they had de-
liciously twinkled over their owners name
tastefully scroll-bound on the lefthand
corner Of the Criterion note-head so ac-
commodatingly displayed to his gaze.
"My dear old gentleman" indeed! $50
handsome, so stylish and so clean" "How
l longed to know hiInln 'How longed to
serve with hands of love, the dainty dinner
brought by stranger handsn oh, you bad
little daisy, what made you tell!
The scalding tears of shame burst from
my eyes. i made dash for the door, but