Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1919-06-05

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going in that looks like parts of a |
DERRICK" broke out Jack.
"And look at that wire rope and
those thick poles," said Laura. Il,
must be a wirelss outfit. believe
they are electricians"
"Or sailors" suggested her
brother.
"Or burglars" added Mrs. Ladd,
with a shudder.
Mr.. Ladd, who had moved to the
dining-room, said nothing.
Bang! went the front door 70 No.
%. The moving was over. The new
family was in possession of its
house, with the door closed.
This is an awful thing" groaned
Mrs. Ladd. Here we have to live in
practically the same house with a
party oi criminals"
"How do you know they're crimi-
nails, mar" protested Laura. They
don't look it."
"What, when they have girl who
lifts pianos and men who carry al
most houseful Of furniture at once?
Don't the police say the city is over
run by what they call 'strong-arm'
thieves? If these are not strong-arm
people, I should like to know what
they are"
"Well, it's nearly seven o'clock,
mother" interrupted Mr.. Ladd from
the dining-room. What about sup
peri"
I'm coming. Thomas. Although
I'm sure I shan't be able to eat any
thing, with the thought of those
dreadful people just the other side of
the wall"
But the estimable lady was mista.
ken. She did eat very good sup
per, disposing OF scrapple, tomatoes,
toast, pickles, numerous cups of tea,
and homemade apple-cake.
Not that she neglected her hus-
band and children. Each one was
served promptly. All had healthy
| appetites; the fathers was the best
| of all. His countenance shone like
his wife's when at last he got up
from the table and went into the hall
for his hat.
"Going to the missionary meeting
tonight, my dear?" he asked, with
rather obstrusive interest.
Mrs. Ladd put down her empty
teacup and regarded her husband
with a sadness that made him
wriggle; then she said in an impress
sive tone:
"Yes, Thomas; l am going to the
missionary meeting. We have a great
work to do for the poor souls in the
slums of this CITY,"
II didn't know Philadelphia had
/ any slums," he interjected.
There are plenty of poor districts.
We missionary women have found
them, and it is our duty TO care for
those who exist there. Where are
you going?"
| "Well-ah-I thought of dropping
into the Classic Club for an hour or
two."i
| His painful endeavor to be brisk
might have touched some hearts; but
his wife merely queried in tragic &C.
cents: ITO rehearse?" +t
We'll, you know, I'm cast for the
part of Arius the gladiator in the
new play written by one of our club
members called The Mercy of Nero.
| I believe the first rehearsal is to be
held this evening"
And you'll keep it up every night
for a month of course?"
"Oh, no-not a month, my dear
Oh, dear, no." he assured her, with
virtuous smile.
"llow long, them"
Oh-ah-three weeks, about. Per
haps few days over"
Hum! Well, ali ] can say is !
!. wish you weren't going tonight
Laura will be with me at the mis-
sionary meeting, and Jack says he
has an engagement. That will leave
our house empty. don't like il
with those burglars next door,"
| They are not burglars" declared
J Mr.. Ladd rather warmly.
What do you know about thcm?'
she demanded.
Nothing, my dear, of course
only
"'Then don't contradict me. | sa.
they look like burglars, and if we
find the house ransacked when W,
come home you know whose fault j
will be-"
Fl Clearly she mean, it would be his
As he had nothing she would con
sidcr valid 10 offer in rcbuttal, Mr.
Ladd again showed his wisdom b!
j | .,,,tt s(n, tbMitb n
Well. ! must go and get ready.
said Mrs. Ladd, as her husband dis
appeared Come on, Laura. Jack
while We are upstairs, should lik
{ you 10 read this piece in the eveninl
!, paper, read j, Just before you al
same home from The shipyards, am
r I've been in nervous fever eve
since. Here it is'