Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1888-08-31

mother took courage, for she, too, wa,
suffering less than she had done, and I
delicious languor was beginning to stea
over her, and she hoped that tho storm
outside wne nbntihg,
Meanwhile the day had pnssed quick
ly md pleasantly at the farmhouse.
Tho sled was complete success, Ind
stood In corner OF tho kitchen, where
WHY'S eyes would ug ht upon 1t as soon
az he came in.
The little apron was all completed.
Dolly had trimmed il with n dainty
lace, and tied the shoulders with knots
OF bright ribbon, sacrificing n new hair
ribbon of hor own 10 hor sisterly love,
and the pretty garment hung on chair
where Susy's bright oyes would spy it
out Mt once.
"You had better go out now, Arthur,
and feed the animals she said at four
o'clock, as she swept up tho scraps her
sowing had made. Wrap up wash,
for II seems to be growing colder" and
sho hummed merry tune in happy
unconsciousness OF impending danger.
~ say, Sis, you'll let me turn the
fritters, won't you, when | come imp"
said Arthur; he loved TO see the funny
popping things sprawl out into their
odd shapes in the boiling fat.
"If you'll be good boy, and bring
me in good store of coal and kind
lings," laughed Dolly.
There's the fried chicken and baked
potatoes, the warm biscuit and fresh
apple sauce, with coffee, fritters and
maple syrup, for finish off,, as papa
calls it," and Dolly checked off the
items of her little feast upon her fin
gers.
"Why, dear me, its beginning to
Storm she added, as she went to tho
window and looked out, "I will hurry
and get supper, for they will be hungry
when they come"
"lts storming awfully, Sis" said
Arthur, n half hour later, as he came
in stamping the snow from his boots;
his checks were glowing with tho
sharpness of tho sleet AMI wind. II
hope papa started early"
The chicken was frying and filling
the house with its appetizing odor,
Dolly had an artistic eye for pretty
crystal and dainty linen, and she had
set her table in her best style.
An hour passed by; the fritters were
in the tureen, and the potatoes and bis
cult were in the warming-oven.
A sense of danger had crept into the
hearts of the waiting children, and they
peered out at the driving storm with
anxious hearts.
"lts quite likely they were at Aunt
Katy's when the storm broke, and have
decided not to come home tonight"
said Dolly, trying to smile.
Suppose we light the lantern, and
wrap up and go down the road" said
Arthur anxiously.
1--WE can try it at any rate" Dolly re-
piled, land | will set light in the
window; it will be easier to bear the
storm than this terrible suspense"
They wrapped themselves warmly and
made the attempt, calling loudly as they
went, but short distance convinced
them OF the utter impossibility of doing
any good, and they retraced their steps
with heavy hearts.
1--WE can only help them BY keeping
warm fires and bright lights in the
windows" said Dolly, sadly, as they
reached the kitchen door," and after
all it is much more likely they are safe
at Aunt Katy's."
The long night wore away, and the
lamps burned in the windows; tired,
Dolly slept fitfully in the large arm
chair, starting at every sound, as she
hoped against hope that the travellers
had come, while Arthur, the traces of
tears still on his cheeks, slept on
lounge near by.
Too heartsick to eat, the neglected
supper still remained upon tho stove un-
needed, while the weary hours passed
by.