Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1890-03-01
AUNT ABBIE'S SALVE.
The Love Romance of a True
Hearted W oman.

Tom Gordon sat in his own porch,
smoking pipe. 1t sounds comfortable
when read in this brief sentence, but
Tom Gordon was as far from comfortable
as man we'll can be, short of absolute
torture.
In the first place, the porch was a
ricllety, tumble-down affair outside of
the shabbiest of little cottages, and the
destruction of great cotton factory at
B had thrown Tom and his only child,
pretty Hattie Gordon, out of employ
ment For two months they had man.
aged to live on the tiny nest egg Hattie
had saved, but that was nearly gone,
and Toms cheap tobacco would not give
smoke enough to hide the destitution
staring him in the face. Worst of all,
Tom was musing over an encounter with
an old friend, who had gone up the lad
der of fortune somewhat faster than Tom
had come down
h' putting away
...su. manner, what
-uaI -ay -y 1now. To think
.l.Hup ,le--a.l.i going back on me- in
that way"
''Father!'
He started violently as a sweet voice
spoke, and gentle hand touched his
shoulder.
"Yes, my darling" he said, uneasily
shifting his eyes, as he dreaded to meet
the blue ones of his own child.
81 had letter from Harry this after
noon, and want to read it to you."
''Yes, yes, dear"
''He writes:
i have not obeyed my own father, Hattie.
when he forbade my loving you, but what can
say when your father forbids me the house! I
know you too well to hope you will consent to
meet me secretly, but will never give you up
uniess you tell me you have ceased to love me.
have no money, except from my father but
mean to idle no longer. When can give you a
home, ever SO humble one, shall come to
you, and know you will be true to me. Re-
member, till death, am your betrothed hus-
band. loving you, working for YOU
Father, why have you forbidden him
the house?"
Hattie, come round here, to your old
place, on the arm of my chair. Look in
my face, dear, and tell me if you be-
lieve your father loves you?"
The tenderest of kisses fell upon his
lips, the sweetest of voices answered:
II know you love me, father"
"And yet told your true love to come
here no more. For why, Hattie? John
lngrabam and were apprentices in the
same shop, more than thirty years back,
Hattie, always the best of friends till
he made better thing of life than
did, and got rich. But we never had
any quarrel, Hattie, until to-day, when
he said we were triclsing his boy into
low marriage. He said such things as
couldn't hear said of you, nohow, and
so told him his son must come here no
more. We are very poor, Hattie!"
''Yes, father"
"And with no prospect ahead.'
'iNone."
''But we amt quite so low down as to
encourage the boy, when his father will
turn against him"
mo, father; you are right. He must
come no more"
She was sobbing moment later, but
1T was in her fathers arms, with his
tender kisses pressed upon her bowed
head, and his voice, shaking with emo
tion, cheering her by loving words.
The twilight was almost gone, and
still these two were sitting clasp ped in
others arms, when childish voice
nlease" And Hat
trnder.
moments, coming
al self again.
?"
day-school children.
scalded himself, and
me of Aunt Abbie's