Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1892-12-29
THE BLUE VEIL.

by So. NJ. train FRED
"A dollar twenty cents, sir, and
sign your name in the book, il you
please said the boy from the tele-
graph Office.
"A dollar and twenty cents ! Sign
my name in the book T | repeated
stupidity, 'but the telegram isn't for
me =
Yes, sir it is sent to Mr.. Charles
Chester, ct the Lskeville House,
Lakeville, N. Y. There is no other
Mr.. Chester In Lakeville.'
Lizzie-Could 1t be Lizzie Clara, or
was it one of Mrs. Stowelps hand
some daughters There was no time
for me TO idle in surmising which
Lizzie was to meet. | paid the boy
and drove hurriedly to the depot, TO
look out for Lizzie The New Yorx
express had already arrived. Passen-
gers were crowding in the cars, bag
gage was rattling by, the bell ringing,
and where was Lizzie
At length near the door of the Ia
dies room, looking uneaslly around
her, l espied lady wearing a blue
veil.
is this the Lizzie whom am to
meet p ventured to ask, groaning
in spirit at the ignorance in which |
had been left regarding any other
cogno men.
On, yes 4! And this must be Mr..
Chester, l suppose. You knew me
by my new veil, did you not? Fred
said that would be a sufficient signal
You are very kind to take charge of
me. | was fearful that you would
find the care of lady great burden
on a high journey, but Fred insisted
that you would not mind 1t, if you
took the trouble for him. so here l
am as you perceive. Are not the
cars about starting ?
Il have time to see to your baggage,
l managed to say.
'Oh, thank you but Fred checked
it through and bought my ticket. 1t
is all right
know it was all wrong; but what
bachelor of two and thirty would de-
cline to escort a charming 'Lizzle, in
blue veil, thus mysterously commit
ted to his protection 2
We had just a minute and a half in
which to secure our seats, ere the
Western train was of, and my COM
panion uttered very contented little
murmur OF satisfaction as we slowly
steamed out of the depot.
'Oh; l was so fearful that you
wouldn't be here to meet me Mr..
Chester she said and l dreaded to
take the journey alone
1T is a long Journey replied,
with a faint hope that | might tempt
her to mention her destination.
Very long, she answered demure
ly.
But . call from the conductor re-
vealed the fact that the lady was 60
ing to Cleveland.
My ticket was purchased for Gin
clnatti, and thought with satisfaction
that could stop in Cleveland if
pleased without any change of route.
Iscaned my travelling companion as
closely as dared; but only a sugges-
ton of bright eyes, ruby lips and 6
dazzling complexion reached me
through the blue veil.
i think we have never met before
today l remarked, hazzarding an
observation which might, or might
not, prove to be correct.
'Oh, no but have heard FREQ
speak of you so frequently that ] dc
not feel as if we could be strangers
long
She smiled, and put up her bl7e
veil. With the veil lifted she looked
somewhat older than I expected. ]
had fancied she was II, but she now
appeared seven, ,and.twenty. Yet she
was so fair, so dazzlelng white-witt
eyes that matched her blue vell-,that
l forgot the question of her age.
This is rather a sudden journey oi
mine, remarked my fair companion
my trunk was nearly packed and
expected to leave next Monday ano
travel alone; but when Fred heard
that you we're going to take the eve-
ming train he telegraphed to you I'm
mediately and hurried me off,
'Ah, Fred 7 thought |, it seems tc
me | have you now ! It's just like
gay Fred Dalrymple to surprise one
with such telegram; this must bt
his sister Lizzie. She is going tc
Cleveland to visit Robert and hi
wife
The mystery was explained, and
with light heart, l turned to th'
young lady, stimulated by this dis
covery in my previous determination
to render myself desperately agree
able.
How is your dear Jenny7' sudden.
ly inquired my comrade of the blu
veil.
My dear Jenny p mused I. o.
yes-sister Jenny, I presume sh
means. She Is very well, replied
we have so often exchanged mes
sages with our love, through the me
dium of your correspondence wit
Fred, that feel quite we'll acquaint
ed with that dear Jenny, Mr.. Chester.
Hum | said tomyself, Just lik
Fred Dalrymple to forget to delive
his sisters messages, and then ;nven
replies to satisfy her questions cover
ing his negligence
Al. l.