Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1893-12-30

and dressed according to the most
rigid canons for afternoon visits.
He was leagues removed from Sister
Ursula's world person with tho
tall silk hat, the long frocli-coat, the
light gray trousers, the tiny yellow
button-holc rose and the marvellous
puffcd crnvat with black pearl-h headed
pius-but she never doubted anyone
might tmisunderstantl when She pointed
upwards to tho SIX cs and the fiat
above.
The man, who was laying his tall
hat on the table, looked mp and saw
the gesture. Then his jrw dropped
and his fuce became nshy-gruy. Sister
| rsuln had never seen Terror in the
flesh, wcll-drc sed and fresh from a
round of calls. She gathered herself
mp to climb on, but the man within
uttered IL cry and ran round the room
in circles as n uog runs seeking a lost
glove
"IIc is mad" thought Sister Ursula.
"Oh, heavens, and that is what has
driven him mad.
lie was STOPPING fondly over some
thing like the coffin of u little child.
Then he rushed at the window open
nOuthed. Sister Ursula went up
wards and onwards, none the less
swiftly because she heard the crash of
broken glass and its tinkling on the
pavcstones below. For the second
time only in her career She looked
down. A silk hat was hobbing wildly
not dozen rungS beneath, and the
voice Of fear cried hoarsely, where
is it? Where is it?' Then went up
to the roofs the roaring and the laugh
ter of II great crowd; ycilS, t-calls,
lii-yis and hootngs many times multi
piled. Her saint heard her ut last
and caused Sister Ursula to disregard
the pains of going through the VIM
dow. Her one desire now was to
reach that haven, to jump, dive leap
frog through it if necessary, and shut
out the unfortunate mamie. 1t was IL
short race, and swift, and Saint
Ursula took care of the bottle. Not
the best of athletes can 90 swiftly nm
u ladder il he carries priceless violin
in one hand and it's equally priceless
bow in his teeth, and wears vanished
leather boots.
At the window was the white face
of the invalid. Sister Ursula reached
the sash. threw it up, went through
quickness and sank at the foot of the
bed, one hand on the bottle.
There was no other wav," she
painted. 1.-The door was locked. |
could not help. OH lie is here!'
The face of Terror in the top hat
rose to the window level The violin
bow was between his teeth and his
hat hung over enc eye in the fashion
of early dawn.
Its Cott Van Cott," said the
invalid slowly and critically. ale
looks quite an old man. Cott and his
;tradivarius violin. How very bad
or the Strad.'
"Open the window. Is there way?
Open the window" roared Cott, with
,ut removing the violin bow.
Sister Ursula held up one hand warn
ngly as she stopped over the invalid.
For the second time did Cott Van
'ott misintcrprct the gesture and
leavcd himself upward, the violin and
,he bow clicking and rattling at every
stride. lie was fleeing to the roof, he
supposed. to save his life and his
7iolin from death by firc-frc in the
oascment-and the crowd in the street
'oared below him with the roar of a
'ull-fcd contiagration.
The invalid fell back on the pillows
md wiped his eyes. lie took the
medicine from Sister Ursula's hand,
still shaking with helpless laughter.
God bless you, Sister Ursula, he
,aid. You've saved my life"
"The medicine was to be given,"
she answered, simply. II could not
help coming that way"
"lf You only knew, said the invalid.
I saw it from the window. Good
heavens! the dear old world is just
the same as ever. l must get back to
it. l must positively get we'll and
get back. Sister Ursula, oyou mind
telling me how you came in that
way?'
After little Sister Ursula told. and
the invalid laughed himself faint once
more. When Sister Ursula rc.settlcd
the pillows, her hand fell on the butt
of Il revolver ut the head of the bed.
She did not understand what it was,
but the sight panied her.
"Wait minute" said the inva id
and he took one little brass thimble-
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