Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1905-10-27

mot the children. Not since they
were grown, that is. saw them when
they were little"
ther I'm sure shall like them. think
he is splendid" answered Mabel.
The stranger young lady smiled
quietly.
Mrs. Glennor answered:
81 dare say they are. Birth and
breeding always show, Mabel. 1, for
one, could never mistake a person OF
wealth and culture for common one"
"Is there only one daughter?" asked
Mabel
"Only one at home, the youngest
one, Henrietta. And one son, Richard.
consider it very fortunate that Ham
ilton invited us to make this visit,
Mabel. Richard Hamilton will be very
wealthy, and If you play your cards
well who knows what you may do in
the way of settlement"
Now, mamma, if you begin to talk
that way l do solemnly declare l will
take the next train that passes up
back home and not go at ALL"
Mrs. Glennor knew the girl was quite
capable of keeping her word If she
was pushed too far, so she said no
more, but betook herself to the pros
pect in view from her window.
The ride was warm one but Mabel
enjoyed it. and in spite of her man.
mas frowns, chatted with her seat
mate very sociably.
1t was getting sundown when the
train stopped at Hamilton. and sew
eral passengers descended, among
them Mrs. Glennor and Mabel.
There was a forlorn-looking station,
with a dusty little refreshment bar
in one corner of dingy room labelled
Ladies Room" There were two or
three village idlers, with hands in their
pockets, promenading up and down the
platform and that was all.
"Why, what does this mean?" fret
ted Mrs. Glennor. ':Mr. Hamilton
wrote he would be certain to have
the carriage to meet US"
Perhaps it will be here yet, man.
ma" said Mabel. Suppose you ask
one of these men if it has been seen"
81 believe will" and Mrs. Glennor
marched majestically up to one of the
men aforesaid and inquired:
Can you tell me whether Mr. Ham
ilton's carriage has been at the station
to-day?"
it is a-comin' now" was the slightly
incoherent answer.
Turning in the direction of his ex-
tended finger she saw a handsome car
riage rolling rapidly up.
They waited upon the dreary plat
form until it drove up and the driver
dismounted.
Then he came up the steps and ad-
dressed Mrs. Glennor, touching his hat
respectfully.
Ladies for Mr. Hamilton's mad
am?"
Yes. Come, Mabel"
"The carriage is ready, ladies' The
spring cart is here already to take your
baggage over. Will l take your tick
ets?"
Mrs. Glennor gave him the tickets
for their trunks, and the ready coach
man soon had them piled in the light
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"Now we are ready" declared Mrs.
Glennor. But the coachman appeared
to be looking for some one else.
"Our young Miss Henrietta went up
to town yesterday We expected her
back by this train"
Here / am, SamI" called familiar
voice from the door of the ladies'
waiting room; and the homely young
lady in plain linen, who had shared
Mabels seat, came out of her retreat
inside and approached them
my goodness" was Mrs. Glennor's
dismayed ejaculation, as she flushed up
to the roots of her hair.
But Mabel sprang forward with ex-
tended hand
What! Are you Henrietta Hamil.
ton? l am so glad!"
"And you are Miss Glennor, l am
glad, tool" said the young lady, Of
fering her hand most cordially. u
would have made myself known in
the train, but am always so shy with
strangers, and l was not sure who you
were till now. Mrs. Glennor, | am
very glad to welcome you to Hamilton
l love your daughter already, and | an
sure we shall have a delightful visit
Let us go now, Sam is waiting"
This prompt courtesy, so delicately
ignoring her own rude behavior in the
train, was a greater rebuke to Mrs
Glennor than any show of anger coulG
have been.
For once her ready tongue was at 6
loss and she only followed her younf
hostess to the carriage, silently anC
, with flushed face.
But Henrietta's kindly spirit soor
put her at her ease, except when SHE
remembered her mortifying blunder.
, 1t was wholesome lesson, however
3 And the next time Mrs. Glennor meet!
a lady in the train, whether she Il
robed like queen or in plain linen
she will treat her as such, and never
judge by appearances.-Wo Farm