Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1911-11-10

day, Nov. 10. The sale of seats
will be announced later.
years as / have, to be dictated to
now" he said
WHAT demanded the pretty
widow, sitting up very straight.
81 was thinking to myself" apollo
gized Bartholomew sullenly.
"If that's the kind Of thoughts YOU
harbor, you better" Mrs. Long
paused significantly.
Il better?" asked Jepson excitedly.
Yes, you BETTER. flared Libbie.
When l engaged myself to marry
you, bartholomew Jeoson. thought
you were sensible nan, but I'd
never seen you anywhere except in
that bookstore of yours. | thought
to myself that man who keeps a
bookstore couldn't help but be steady
and quiet--and if anyone had told me
that you'd be the first one in Kedar to
try to fly through the air. | would
have laughed in his face
81 don't see anything funny in it,"
said ,Iepson, rather sourly. That's
the way in Kedar-they desrise the
sciences
Science indeed! | don't see much
science about carrying a gliding ma.
chine to the Roof of house and try.
ing to glide off to the ground without
hurting yourself You've broken three
legs and collar bone so far. besides
spraining your ankle yesterday"
ITS in a great cause" protested
.Iepson, solemnly.
"Fiddle-le-dee," and Libbie jerked
the completed braid out of her lovers
grasp and began to roii it into a big
ball. Her eyes snapped dangerously
old gliding machine!"
most uncomfortable silence fell
upon the room. Libbie rolled her bali
vigorously and bartholomew Jeps1h
arose unsteadily to his feet while L.t.
bie's poll parrot on the stand in the
corner cooked an inquisitive eye at
his mistress.
can't give up the gliding ma.
chine" said Bartholomew Will ul.o1
pected spirit in one usually so meek,
and during an oUinous silence he
hobbled across the room, retrieved his
hat and overcoat, managed to get into
one and balance the other on his
head
Il wish you good day, Libbie," he
said quietly, and went away.
"Fool!p shrieked the parrot angri-
ly.
Keep still, Polly!" chided Libbie
Long. 81 know I'm a fool, but, oh,
dear, / thought he would be easier to
manage!"
"O-o-o-oh! Lawks!" shrieked the
bird disgustedly and turned his back
on his Respondent mistress.
Il don't suppose he will ever come
back" unused Libbie Long, as she sat
there alone. "The way he spoke when
l told him to chose between me and
the gliding machine was as much as to
say there were plenty of women in
the world but only one gliding ma
chine. Perhaps after he breaks few
more arms and legs he'll come to his
senses" she ended plaintively, for she
was sorry for herself. She spoke of
Bartholomew Jepson's injuries much
as if he had been a centipede instead
of biped.
So their engagement was suspend
ed, so to speak, for the widow did not
return the amethyst ring Bartholo-
NEW had placed upon her finger.
Let him come after it," she muir
INJURED to herself every time she
looked at 1t, and that was very often,
for she continued to wear 1t on her
engagement finger.
Bartholomew Jepson's house was
situated on what was known as the
Upper Bay road and Libbie Longs
was on the Lower Bay road. Bar
tholomews was built on a sort of
plateau that shelved off perhaps so
feet into Libbie Longs back yard. In
front OF the Jepson house there ran
the Upper Bay road and the view of
harbor and surrounding hillsides was
beautiful. Libbie's house was very
old and weather-beaten with wide
chimneys and mossy roof. After
they were married Bartholomew and
his bride had planned to sell the
Widows old home and live in the Jep.
son house.
Several weeks passed away and the
amateur glider recovered the use OF
his MANNED ankle and once more they