Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1893-02-11

will lie like it," said Daisy, sympathet-
| ically, while Frank rushed up to her
| and gave her n tremendous hug.
why, Bridget, never thought of
your being homesici," he said. But
I'm sorry if you are. Once 1 went
away for 4 week when they thought
Rose was going TO have a fever and 1
was homesick and it was awful"
81 wish we had made valentine for
you" put in Rose. 1--WE would if we
had known how homesicls you felt, but
| don't believe there's time now"
Never YOU mind about me; I'd
rather that poor man had one, for he's
| worse off than am," re olied Bridget,
as she went downstairs to her work.
Just think of having all your fami-
ly away off in Ireland" exclaimed
Rose. II just couldn't stand i'll"
dennis was telling me yesterday
about coming across the ocean from
Ireland and how dreadful it was" said
Daisy. "All the poor people when
they come over have to stay in a part
of the ship called the steeragc. and it
is SO close and hot and dirty that they
often get sick, and they are crowded
IN so thatthey can hardly move. There
was girl in Ireland that Dennis want
ed to marry, but he was too poor, SO he
said good-by and came over here to
America to try and earn money enough
to send for her. At first he couldn't
find much to do. but at last he got
position, and after awhile he managed
to save up enough money to send back
to Ireland to this girl whom he had
left there. She didn't know how to
write. but she got some one to write q
letter for her, telling what steamer she
would come on, and then he waited for
the time to come when he should see
her again. and the days seemed very
long because he was in such hurry;
but just three or four days before it
was time for her to come he was taken
sick with fever. For three weeks he
didn't know anyone he was so sick,
and then he was so weak that it was a
good while before he could get ont,
and by That time it was too late to find
the girl. lie felt dreadfully to think
that she should come way over here to
this strange country and find no onc to
meet her, but though he inquired all
around no ono remembered her and he
has never been able to find her. That
is why feel so sorry for him and want
to send him a valentine. And now,
Frank, will J>ou print on it for me, be-
cause you make SO much nicer letters
than / can?"
"All right" replied Frank. seizing
his pen and dipping it in the i1ls.
"IIerc goes! What do you want writ
temp"
THE rose is red, tho violct's blue,
the pink is sweet and so are you,"
chanted Daisy. 81 guess that will do
as well rs anything" and Frank soon
had the lines neatly printed on the page
opposite the shamrock
"Oh. you've spelt sweet s-w-e-t-c,"
giggled Rose, as she pecpcd over his
shoulder
"Pshaw" exclaimed Frank, 80
haze. Well, Dennis won't know the
difference, will he, Daisy?"
mo, indeed. don't imagine he
knows much about spelling. Hurry up
and get your things on aud let's leave
our valentines around It's plenty
dark enough and can't come out after
supper.
Accordingly, the children hurried on
their wraps and soon started out to de-
liver their valentines, which was
always rare sport. One of them would
creep stealthily up the steps of u house.
and after placing the envelope in q con-
spicuous position would give the bell
violent pull aud then beat hasty ro-