Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1918-07-11


"You might have sense enough to
see that we're all doin' everything We
kin to help you an find Lilly, an to
jump in an help stead of beefin'
around like you do.
Dang me IL I amt kinder glad
Lilly didn't get hitched up to you no
matter what's happened. Now shut
up an come along. I'm runnin' this
show as It happens Get that under
your hat"
I felt like shaking the old mans
hand, and telling him I agreed most
fully with him. Reich's actions were
becoming rather CALLING even to me
and threatening to kill the natural
sympathy by which had at first
sought to excuse them.
This last flare up of his, even
though 1t brought sort of ultimatum
| from Sheldon, at the same time serv.
| ed also to yet further strain the sit
| uation at time when Heaven knows
we should have all been acting in
| concert to the common end.
felt that I was in accord with
Sheldon in thinking Lilly Lawton was
lucky to have escaped marriage with
the errauc Reich.
left him under the escort of Shell
don and Joined myself to Dual and
Miss Foote, and we made our way to
the waiting-room, where under Semi's
directions I arranged for our reserva-
tions on the limited, then nearly due.
I confess l felt much better when
1t came in and we took our sections
and rumbled away toward the west.
At least I felt that anything Homer
might do from now on would consist
of nothing more overt than words,
which while they might be unpleas-
ant, could in no way initiate against
the final end of our trip.
However, he didn't even go that far.
but contented himself with sulking in
the buffet all afternoon.
Sheldon and l kept him company
part Of the time as the buffet seemed
to rather appeal to the colonel. Dual
evidently had work of his own pecu-
liar nature to attend to as he evinced
a desire to be alone, and Lucille re-
tired to the parlor at the rear of the
train and read a book
We met again at dinner, and after
1t was ended I suggested to her that
we go out on the rear platform and
have chat.
She assented readily enough in her
frank, almost boyish way, with the re-
suit that we presently found ourselves
ensconced in couple of chairs look
ing back along the twilight blurred
track.
For some time the conversation was
inconsequential. I spoke of the vast
stretch of sage grown, barren country
across which we We're flying, and
Lucille compared it to the desolation
of blighted life.
The remark brought me up stand
ing so to speak, and l shot her
swift glimpse under cover of the
dusk. She was staring straight ahead
of her along the dusk-shrouded rails.
Even desolated life may become
full" I suggested
"Yes?" She did not turn her
head.
Take Dual, for instance. Would
you believe that he has known what
it is to saffer?"
II certainly would" her answer
surprised me. "He is too kind not to
have suffered and learned how to
sympathize with others, Mr. Glace. He
is the strdngest, most magnetic man
l ever met. Have you known him
long,"
"a long time" said l.
"Tell me-" she begged. "Tell me
about him. l want to know at least
there is something-somethin I can't
express-different from the rest of
mankind l have met.
He battles me, Mr.. Glace-makes
me feel like child in his presence,
instead of worldly-wise woman
when he looks at me I feel as
though he could read my very soul.
felt that the first time I ever met him
and he made that peculiar remark
about my being able to sympathize.
Does he read minds?"
/ smiled at the question. had
known the sane sensation she men,
toned, myself, as though Semi were
looking clear through my head and
tearing my thoughts from their beds.
He certainly does" l made an
swer. ''I've felt at times as if my
head were glass, when he fastened his
eyes upon me-"
mo, but really. / am serious now,
Mr.. Glace." She met me fully with
her eyes, and no vestige of a smile
lurked in them.
"And / am serious, Miss Foote," l
responded. Dual actually does read
peoples thoughts. Not only when he
is with them, but when at distance"
For time she made no comment,
but sat silent while the wheels ratified
and rang beneath US, then:
"Telepathy," she said.
Eyes. Miss Foote, what would you
think il | were to tell you that he