Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1891-02-07

q letter postmarllcd ''Denvcr, Col" 1t
came from dear Cousin Mamie" +" and
as she read her letter Delia's face bright
ened ''It is just what l wanted" she
said to herself.
One evening when the doctor came
home Bridget met him at the door and
said: "Missus has gone, sir. She had to
| go kind of sudden, but she said she
would write and tell you" b.. .s,.
"All right" answered the doctor.
"Gone to her mothers, " he explained to
himself. II suppose there is some sort
of n fandango going on there"
He made himself very comfortable.
But what the doctor really liked was
to be hindered. He enjoyed watching
the mild shadow of disapproval stealing
over Delia's face. If she had frankly
and brisllly expressed her opinion, then
taken it back prettily, he might have
fallen in love with her; but Della al
ways relapsed into meelSness, and all
was lost AS the days passed tire doctor
began to miss his housekeeper. why
does she not write? Cold -blooded Great
ure."
The cold-blooded creature wrote. Her
letter was dated from Denver. 1t said:
DEAR SIR: thought you would be happier
without me, so 1 came here. i visiting
Cousin Mamie With best wishes for your hap
piness, remain, sincerely,
DELLA BRrNsLEY."
"a pretty letter-and dear sir to me!
Gone to Denver! Who could have sup
posed she had spirit enough for that?
Little goose! Gone to Denver, by
Jove!"
The doctor laughed; he blessed him
self; he was delighted. The next even
ing he was on his way to Colorado
One morning there came a tremen-
dous ring at the door. Della knew that
ring; she heard it all over her, and
turned pale.
Bound to get in," said Mamie, as she
hurried to the door.
SIS Mrs. Brinsley in?" asked big
voice.
Mrs. Brinsley was in. She came for
ward smiling, rosy-cheeked, collected,
transformed. She held out her hand;
she was glad to see the doctor; she pre-
sented him to Cousin Mamie. They sat
down.
"Where are you stopping?" asked
Della.
AT the Windsor"
And she became as deeply interested
il the Windsor as if the doctor had
come expressly for the purpose of end
ing his days there. But DIR. Brinsley
was not altogether defenseless.
Il came to ask you if you would take
ride with me. The carriage is at the
lT
"Oh!' said Della; and she went.
The mountains were perfectly mag
niticent," as Della remarked, but the
doctor made quick work of them.
''How soon will you be ready to come
home?" he asked, quietly.
81 don't know; intended to stay all
summer. / thinl-I think" but she
could not tell him what she thought.
She was glad he had come; she wanted
to go home with him; she loved him
now. But did he love her? If he would
only be u little more gentle, more lover
like. The doctor was not very gentle;
his manner was clear-cut and decided;
buff she only would have looked at
him.
"How soon will you come home?"
he repeated. Il want you to come
home"
Then slowly she lifted her eyes to
his. Was this the way he used to look
at Becky? Not quite; no one should
ever see tAat look again in the doctors
eyes. But Della did not know that,
and it seemed very good to her 10 be
looked at in this way.
Il will go whenever you like" she
answered at last.
Then the doctor did say something
gentle and lover-like. F eHI.tf -
They were married already. Let us
hope they were happy ever afterward
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