Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1890-02-12

ed Nelly. Il want to write valentine:
couldn't put in either"
''To Laura Lamb; bet cent" said
the exasperating Samuel.
Now, Sam, if you tell, ZIP
1000! What?" asked Sam, affecting
terror.
Il don't know yet; but something
really dreadful"
Then Nelly, rejecting she had be-
trayed herself unconsciously-for Sam
was behind the windowcurtain when
she first spoke, so she did not see him
thought it was the part of wisdom to
take that bad boy into her confidence,
and put him ION honor" Besides, Sam
wrote IL beautiful, copper-plate. ''busi-
ness hand;' such as plenty of other peo-
pie write, quite uncharacteristic, legi-
BILE, and calculated to defy any detec-
ton, simply because it was like so
many other peoples.
''Now, SAM" she went on, 81 should
like to have you help me, and I'm sure
you won't betray secret; so I'll tell
you. do want to write a valentine to
Laura, and particularly don't want her
to know where it comes from. She
hoaxed me awfully two years ago, and l
want to pay her off,"
Just like girl, exactly! But what
did you want to wait two years for?"
Nelly has got little Yorkshire
blood in her veins, / suppose" said Mrs.
Damon, dryly.
whats that, mammal"
"'Keep a stun in tina pock six year,
turnin' ont; then heave it at UNI
Sam roared.
''Now you've got it, Nell. Mother,
you're awful sharp when you set out to
be.''
at isn't that at ALL said aggrieved
Nelly. Its because l hadn't a good
chance; and, besides, if I'd done it the
next year she would have guessed right
away"
"Well, supposing that's all square,
why upon earth do you want to write it
now, just at New Years, when you can't
send it for six weeks?'
"Why, you see I'm going to send it to
Jenny Dauvray-she's gone to Italy for
the winter-and have her post it there,
for then Laura will never guess it came
from me; and l want to have you copy
It, Sam. Two got some foreign post
paper and envelopes, and you write such
a lovely hand"
Sam was flattered; consented to copy
the missive, and promised TO keep the
secret.
But Nelly had not told him or her
mother every thing. She had been
Laura Lambs intimate friend in their
school-days, and though they had not
seen so much of each other since Mr..
Damon died and his family went back tC
| Traverse to the old Damon homestead,
yet there was still an intimacy, an eX.
change of visits and etters, and, OF
course, much mutual confidence. Now
Nelly knew very well that Laura had
taken great deal of interest during the
last year in certain youth who had
come to Swanfield to study law in Judge
Lambs Office.
Jack Davenport was manly, hand
some fellow, with great dislike to his
intended profession, and an equally
great desire to become an artist. Blu
his father, Judge Davenport, was dis
tinguishcd lawyer, and Jack his onl,
son, so he peremptorily insisted on that
sons following in his footsteps, for thu
Judge mad no opinion of painters o
paintings. Jacks taste coming from th'
other side OF the house.
However, this was case of ''man pro
poses," for Jack had not been ST.
months in Swanfield pretending tt
study, but really flirting, fishing an'
idling, when his father died suddenly
he was recalled to New York, and, find
ing himself heir to large fortune ant
an orphan-his mother having die'
young-he settled the estate as soon a
possible and took himself of to Rome T.
follow his hobby, to Judge Lambs dis