Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1901-12-13

"Why, on board the Aurora, OF
course!" stepping forward suddenly
with outstretched hands. "You are
the man who sprang overheard in a
gale to rescue poor emigrant's
child, and who nearly lost his life in
the attempt. 1t was the bravest
thing ever saw, and / have often
wished could thank you. The wom-
an belonged to my own town"
"Oh, come, come; you make too
much of my share in the matter" he
eXpostulated. But, nevertheless, he
took the outstretched hands and felt
n strange thrill as he gazed into the
upturned, glowing face. Then, eager
ly: "You are the young lady who
played the piano so exquisitely on the
boat, and to whom all the passengers $
wanted to be introduced. l went to
everybody 1 knew, but not one of
them could claim the honor of your
acquaintance"
why, that was too bad" commits
eratingly.
Indeed it was. /" But she had
suddenly recollected herself.
II am very sorry" she said, quietly,
"but forgot myself for the moment.
1 am only the housekeeper here"
| mo, really?" But she recognized
with pleasure which surprised her
that there was more of incredulity
than CONSERVATION in his voice.
"1es-but here comes your aunt,
now. Good-morning."
The next day the young man called
again, and again in the evening. And
the next day and the next, and after
that two or three times each week.
And for reward he saw Esther sew
eral times in the distance, and once
actually spoke to her as she passed
through the hall.
why don't you bring your friend
with you occasionally, Harold?"
asked Mrs. Van Maurice, one morning.
He must be a remarkable young
man. Your mother was telling me
about him the other day."
He is a remarkable young man"
answered Harold, warmly. Just nov
he is absorbed in a new invention.
and can hardly be dragged away from
it. But perhaps 1 can bring him out
tomorrow"
The next evening they were all gath
cred in Mrs. Van Maurice's cozy music
room. During the conversation the
hostess occasionally regarded her
guest with puzzled, inquiring ex-
preston. She had never seen him be-
fore, but, somehow, his features
seemed familiar; and that peculiar
ha bn Of 4.
why, she had seen it dozens of times.
Suddenly mirthful gleam of recog-
milton swept the shadows from her
face, and she rose quickly-with her
thought was to act.
You say that your sister should
have crossed the ocean before this, Mr..
Fitzgerald" she said, "and that you
have not heard from her. Do you re-
semble each other?"
People used to say so, I believe:
but Elsie appropriated all the beauty
which rightfully ought to have been
divided between u.s."
"Those attributes naturally go to the
sisters" said Mrs. Van Maurice. smil-
ing!y. But would you mind going
downstairs with me moment. have
something to show YOU"
AS they left the room, Mr.. Van Maui
rice rose with the remark that he
would go into the library after the
chessmen. Hardly had he disappeared
when Harold heard a slight rustic at
the hall door.
SIS Mrs. Van Maurice here?"
"Esther!" Harold's face was in a
glow as he stepped toward her. mo,
don't go" as she drew back; 81 want to
speak to you, dear. / have been COM
ing here for weeks, and have only lust
been able to catch glimpses of you
you fitted through some distant door.
l cannot endure"
why, what absurdity," she inter-
rupted, her face flushing. "We do not
even know each others Names"
He looked blank, but only for mo-
ment. Something even in her railing
gave him courage.
what of it?" he asked, boldly.
"Names don't signify. We know each
other. And, besides, the names can
be easily remedied. am Harold Allyn
Feners, at your service"
"hat' the gioW 1aulng from her
face, and then coming back in quick
Hood of eager questioning. 'Not my
brothers friend?"
1t was his turn to look surprised.
Your brother? don't understand"
Reginald Fitzgerald. He is my
brother"
"O-h!"
There were sudden footsteps, then:
Here you are, Esther. We have
been looking for you everywhere. I
wish to introduce you to my friend,
Mr.. Fitzgerald"
An hour later Reginald and his sister
were standing in the hall, waiting for
the carriage that was to take them
home.
1T has come out all right, Essie,"
ne said little soberly; $50 perhaps
IL will he a c Nya11 TO-