Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1873-06-03

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pa must have had head the size OF
Blunderbore Giants" And-Cobe
i'd"
The last words were hurled in
the direction of the door, upon
whose panels a gentle tap had
sounded.
"Betty after the hot water
thought our hero. "She may have
it in welcome. Cobe id, say" he
shouted aloud.
The door opened to admit-not
Retty, the chambermaid, as he had
confidently expected, but two young
ladies, fair, dimpled, and blushing.
"Is Mrs. Graham In z" asked one.
"Do, ba'ab she is not" Alec an
swered, sitting a yell Of anguish
which had been momentarily indi-
Gated by his dropping both feet in
to the tin tub, as the more feasible
method of hiding them.
"How provoking! What shall
we do, Julie 3" cried the taller of
the two, blue-eyed damsel with a
profusion of fossy, yellow hair.
"Just step in moment and write
her a note, of course" the other
answered.
"You need not mind that old
gentleman, Isabel. He is Mrs.
Graham's father-as old as the hills
and deaf as post besides being
tv o thirds blind"
"Horrid old creature-such peo-
pie have no business to Gve," lisped
the turquoise-eyed damsel.
And Alec, secretly rejoicing at
the erroneous conclusion at which
his sistcr-in-law's friend had arriv-
ed, shrank still farther back into
the friendly recesses of the big easy
chair, and blessed the obscuring eff
fect-as far as the eye brows were
concerned-of the black velvet
scull-cap, while he kept up a per-
petually oscillating movement with
his anguished feet.
The young lady whom her COM
panion called "Julie" advanced
smiling toward him and calculated,
in the tone of voice denominated by
vocalists "high c."
"I-will- write-a-note-if-
you please sir"
ayes, ba'ab, certainly" answered
our hero ; aud Miss Julie turned to
the pretty little rosewood writing
desk in the corner saying, irreso-
lutely, at the same time to the other
lady.
"What had l better say, Isabel e.
"Oh, what you like" listlessly
answered the blonde, 81 suppose
the rich brother-in-law has not come
yet. Do you think he is really
worth waiting for, Julie y
"Of course he is. Tom Jeffers
says it is hundred thousand dol
lars at the very least" the former
answered, abstractedly biting the
tip of her pen.
"Such things are always exag-
gerated," said the tall beauty,
Struggling her shoulders; "and l
don't mean to throw myself away
on any mere humbug."
"You horrid mercenary thing!"
said Ter friend, laughing. "And
poor Leonard Appleton, who is per-
petually sending you bouquets that
he can't afford, and engaging, -op-
era boxes at twelve dollars q night.
Isn't it a rather shabby way of
treating him, to throw him over, af-
ter all p
"Don't speak so loud" said Isa-
bel, irritably, with glance in the
direction of the animated head by
the chimney-piece.
"Why not? Old Grumpy can't
hear single word We say. Don't
/ tell you he is stone deaf, and has
been for the last ten yearsl'
"Walls have ears" said the tall
young lady. "But never intend
ed anything serious with Leonard
Appleton. A brieAess lawyer, an
author whose manuscripts are in
yariably returned, with thanks-I
should suppose you would know me
better than that Julie Kesgrove."
"But he is in earnest if ever a
poor lovestricken swain was"
81 dare say. Ny lovers general
ly are"
"And You will end by breaking
his heart, if you so on in this sort
of way. For he has q heart, even
If he has no fortune" she added,
lightly.
"IIov can ] help that No, no;
this Leonard Appleton must be sent
about his business. A catch like
Alexander Graham don't come along
every year. ! don't doubt he is
great, red-headed, blundering
ScotchInan,' she added, laughing;
"but money is money, Julie, you
know, and we society girls. must
have an eye to the main chance"
"Do you keep still thcn," said
Miss Kesgroye, tartly, show do
you suppose / can write, while you
keep up such perpetual chatter
ing. What are you rummaging all
your pockets for now :" she added,
her attention momentarily distract
cd in spite Of herself. !
al do believe that / have left that
bottle of liquid rogue on the coun-
ter at the druggist'sI And what
am ever TO do for complexion at