Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1912-06-28


forget, too"
"Oh, please" She shrank back,
her beautiful eyes like those of a
frightened deer: But 1t was the last
car, and blocked the aisle. didn't
realize at the time that | was doing
1t. 1t came to me afterward, and was
one of the things l kicked myself
| about for hours, more or less. Just
at the moment I was so dashed wild
about setting myself right with her.
The only other thing had presence
OF mind to remember was the near
ness about us of lot of beady-eyed
cats, and so | drew nearer and low
cred my voice so none could hear.
For / had another feeling of inspira-
ton as to what really was the matter
with her!
why, Frances-sweetheart
pleaded softly-just loud enough for
ner to hear above the train, Il know
you are put out with me because you
found me gone the next morning, but
honestly, dear, 1 acted for the best
indeed, did" And torbe on the safe
side. profted by another inspira-
tion: And, my darling girl, I'll never
mention the pajamas and the other
nfght-never any more-as long as we
live, nor the cigarettes nor cigars nor
whisky. Why, l don't care If you"
"Tarrytown-all out for Tarry-
town." came in a high tenor voice
from the end of the car, and some
thing bowled down the aisle and
4 mr. nci1
Come ON, Frances!" she exclaimed
sharply; "our station" Next instant
they were streaking It for the door,
with me good second. l saw Fran
ces look behind once with-oh. such
look! Dashed If 1t didn't shrivel
me, you know-that sort. And. by
JoVe, l knew Pugsley was right, and
that I had failed to put the ball over!
was not six feet behind as they
scrambled through the station to the
other side where large car stood
painting. saw Frances clutch the
4 frump's arm and whisper something.
and heard the frump's reply, for her
voice was loud and strongly mascu-
line.
"Crazy?' she rasped. Nonsense!
Drunk, more likely. Most of them are
half the time"
I didn't have time to see what she
referred to, for just then we reached
the side of the car. didn't see a
} thing OF Billings, but the chauffeur
jumped to the ground and received
the ladies and their bags. He seemed
to me devilish familiar, too By Jove,
the way he held my darling's hand
was the most Internally audacious
outrageous thing l ever beheld!
should have liked to punch his head
He helped them into the tonneau and
was so busy with his silly jackass
chatter that he closed the door before
he turned and saw me- l was Just
standing there, leaning little for
ward with my cane, you know, and
fixing my monocle reproachfully on
Frances-trying to get her eye.
And then, by Jove, felt blow or
my shoulder that almost bowled me
over, for | had my legs crossed you
know.
We'll, I'll be hang-it's Dicky!'
And he was grinning at me like {
what's-its-name cat. And with the griI
| recognized him. 1t was the fresf
young fool who had been SO devilfst
familiar at the pier the morning
Frances left.
Then he banged me again, dash 1t
and tried to get my hand, but l pu
1t behind me. But he did get m.
arm, and he turned toward the car
His voice dropped.
See here, I want you to meet
Eh?" He broke of, staring at tn
! trump, who was making signs witt
her eyes. frowning and beckoning hin
with her green fiower-pot. He lef
me, murmuring something, and steI
ped to the running board. could Sc
the floweSpot bobbing about enei
getically and twice Frances nodded
1t seemed to me reluctantly.
"Crazy-drunk? Pshaw, you're ba
ty!" he said to the trump rudely
Then I heard another murmur an
his harsh voice rose again. Yes
Iightnut. | tell you-Dicky Lightnu
Yes-Jack Billings great friend. Yo
Just wait till he's back from the cit.
and II he don't get upon his hind
Eh, what? His name is Smith? Rats
I All this time l was just standin
there. trying to 4catch Frances ey'
TT felt sure if l could catch her ey
y she would see how devilish sorry
was. moved back a few feet 70
d, dash 1t, without sign from her,
i'd had no idea now, Of course, OF CO..
ly sidering myself as one of the part
le Not finding Billings with the car, an
| the information | caught that he wf
d. still in the city, just left me hie
As and dry, you know.
I'd "All right, Miss Smarty," the yt
lie low-topped chauffeur rasped, addres
ID ing the trump. 'Pll just show you!
n, He turned about and ierked h
Or head.
"oh, Dicky! Here. just minut
to old chap-will your