Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1900-11-23

| to happen 1t happened. IT was
few days before Thanksgiving. Juliet
took downtown car and appeared in
Romeo-John's little Office in mid
morning. She was greatly agitated.
"Oh, Romeo-Johnl"
"Yes, dear; save your breath--you1i
need it," he said, soothingly. ut
came this morning. The postman
brought"
mo, boy. I've got it in my
pocket"
They read the little perfumed note
together in silence. Then Juliet read
it again, aloud. Her voice sounded
frightened.
MY dear Mrs. IN, m, write
at this late date to accept your kind
invitation to Thanksgiving dinner. 1
am sure you will excuse the tardiness
and rejoice with me when l tell you
it is my little Reginald's unlocked
for improvement in health that makes
my acceptance possible now. The
children are all greatly delighted at
the pros"
"Skip it, skip it-that's piling it on,
my dear" groaned Romeo-John. juliet
smiled weakly.
"After all, it's relief, Romeo-just
to know there can't anybody else ac-
cept," she murmured.
THE dining-room is ten by thir-
teen," he said, relentlessly.
"Oh. know it! l know it!"
"And the tables are already turned,
my dear"
But in the end he comforted her.
What else could he do? He got her
down on his knee and swung her
about tenderly in his swivel chair. She
essayed subdued little smile by
and by.
"And we'll call in at Mr.. Pitchers
on the way home. Romeo?"
I'VE will that, my dear"
"And order a-20-pound one, Ro-
meo3 Children are so hearty, you
know"
"Twenty-two pounds, dear. There's
one hanging up there this minute
d-and-Romeo-"
"And, Juliet?"
"Th-three chickens?"
| "Four."
He was bent on making the comfort
complete. He laughed with loud
cheerfulness and made a good many
inferior little jokes to see her laugh.
But the dining-room haunted them
both mercilessly. 1t was ten by thir-
teen-ten by thirteen-ten by thir-
teen.
II have it," Romeo-John exclaimed,
suddenly, with a sigh of relief. Wen
have two tables of it. dear. I'm sure
I'll sit at the second ta-"
"Romeo-John!"
"Well, l don't see what else we
can do" he muttered, diminished.
81 do-rve just thought. oh, Ro-
meo. it's an inspiration" she cried.
stop going round quick and listen!
Don't you know how we've said we
wished there were double doors be-
tween the dining-room and psrior-
don't you know il. Romeo-John? Well,
that's it. That's the inspiration. We'll
have a carpenter come right away
snd cut it,. We can run the table
through; don't you see we can? Then
I'll hire slim. up-and-down girl to
| wait on us. MIS-. DOOley ROb one
just the right size. It's so lucky I
haven't engaged Ann Mary Flint yet
she's so hither-and-yon."
"She could crawl under" murmured
Romeo-John, absentiy.
The carpenter was engaged and the
turkey that weighed % pounds. Moth
er, John and the girls came over and
helped about the pies and the pud-
ding. There was great activity in the
little. fiat. A certain amount of resig-
nation was born and grew slowly as
the days hurried to Thanksgiving day.
After all, there were obligations.
They would be discharged, anyway.
And it would teach them lesson in
morals.
"And I won't let it be an expensive
one to Romeo. either" Juliet thought,
setting her little white teeth together
with click. I've decided that fur
cloaks won't be in style this winter!"
Annie Hamilton Donnell, in Country
Gentleman.