Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1872-10-08

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arm. He escorted her aboard the
cars and seated himself beside her.
By mute gestures she made him
understand that there were people
near by she feared would recog-
nizc them, and that they must not
talk.
Horton had time to reflect, and
} his thoughts were not very pleas
, ant. He was leaving Daisy, his
? darling little wife, and for what p
: Now that the treasure he had so
eagerly sought was within his
, grasp, it seemed worthless to the
, one he had so foolishly thrown
= away.
, What his companions thoughts
| were he had no means of knowing.
though she gave signs of a wish to
nestle closer to his side, to which
. he did not respond. He fairly
hated her now, and unjustly blam-
ed her for tic mis- 2rable position in
which he was placed.
Daisy's childlike patient face,
with its pleasing expression, was all
he could think of, and he determin-
ed that he would go no further than
Chicago with Miss Clifford. He
would take her to a hotel and ex-
plain his feelings-for of course he
did not wish a scene in the cars
persuade her to go back to her
friends, and he-ah what should
do! The affair could not be kept
secret; Of course everybody knew
it already. He would go to China
to California-he did not care
where since he lost Daisy.
They reached the hotel, and while
Mable was laying aside her hat and
veil, he stood looking out of q
window. Presently, a voice calls
his name. That voice! He turn
ed and saw-Daisy.
His first feeling was joy unspeak-
able; but in a moment memory re-
turned, and with it came the
thought of Mablc. He covered his
face with his hands, and said:
: ooh. Daisy, why are YOU here ?"
? 'To save you, Frank" said Daisy.
"Shall we continue our journey
; westward, or have you enough of
travel! But first, we must come
! to fair understanding. You have
! thought me weak silly child, to
, be petted or thrown aside at your
) pleasure, when indeed / am wom-
an, and your equal in feeling and
intellect. Decide, now, whether
we will so through life loving each
other, as a true husband and wife
should, or go in seperate ways
henceforth. will have no divided
affection from any man. J"
ooh, Daisy, if we only could
But where is Mable 2"
"She is at home flirting with
some nowly-caught bird since your
supposed desertion," said Daisy.
'Her letters y gasped Frank.
"She never wrote any to you."
"And mine."
care all safe in my pocket" said
Daisy.
81 saw she continued, "where
the wild passion for excitement
was leading you, and decided to
make one effort to save you. /
saw you give Tom the letter for
Miss Clifford, told him to do some
thing for me, saying l would post
the letter myself, and afterwards /
managed to be on hand to intercept
your answers to the letters l had
written in Miss Clifford's name to
you"
"And she never received them ?"
said Frank.
"Not one" said Daisy.
Frank gave great sigh of re-
lief; then, when he thought of
what a fool he had been, he began
to look decidedly sheepish; look
of anguish took its place as the
thought that Daisy could never
love him again came to his mind.
81 await your decision, Frank"
said Daisy.
"And will you forgive me, Daisy,
and be my darling wife again, and
. let me love you p Here Frank
broke down completely; he sank
down in the nearest chair and COW
cred his face with his hands,
Daisy moved closer to him, and
laying her hand on his head, gently
stroked his hair. Frank put his
arms around her, and while she
wiped away his tears, he confessed
all. He promised ample amends
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