Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1873-05-20

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discharge Of duty. lie C, ~ %
be frightened, persuaded or psaed
and the prisoner finally reiinquish
ed all efforts 10 move him. She at
tempted TO raise window, but i
resisted her slight strength, and ,
glance at its height from the ground
revealed the uselessness Of snch an
undertaking. So she stood silently
gazing ont into the deepening dusk
and gloom, perplexed, indignant
and little anxious, too, as TO what
all this could mean, and when il
might end. a.
In the outer room Joe marched
about, seated himself upon the Ia
bic, and swung his feet to and fro,
monarch of all he surveyed" But
Notwithstanding his citation, the
time passed very slowly, and the
stiffness grew oppressive.
He caught the first sound Of his
step on the stairs-a slower step
than usual, and the doctors face
wore a faint cloud of disappoint-
ment from his successful walk. 1t
passed through swift and varied
changes, however, at the discovery
Of Joe's baI1icade, and the confus-
ed rehearsal of his valient exploit.
Caught her slick as could be;
she didn't get a chance to burglar
anything at all, / tell you. - began
the youthful detective boastingly,
but paused in open-mouthed dis
may at witnessing the speed with
which the chai;s were pushed aside
and the dangerous 'dy released.
miss More. VIA; must you
think r. exclaimed the doctor apol-
og''tiral'y, regretfnlly.
THAT your style Of inducing
customers to await your return Is
somewhat peculiar, DR.. Casey"
she replied, a dash Of mischief
ningling with the annoyance and .
resentment in her tone.
"Joc :" bcgGH the doctor storm
iy-hut the biGuler was too absurd,
gud his voice tremhled.
"Well," said Joe defensively, Il
guess he slipped up stairs just a.
still could be and you said they was
always women and wore brown
wells TO hide their faces, an if one
Of 'em come here not TO let 'em 20:
so | didn't. If she isn't no burglar
ta'n't my fault"
Even in the midst Of the explain
atoms that followed DR.. Casey
found himself thinking how much
brighter the old Office looked with
that graceful, womanly presence in
the glow of the freight. 1t was
the poorest opportunity for cold !
ness and statelines-, ana Miss Morc's .
checks flushed and her eyes grew
mirthful a. she listened, Perhaps.
too, the doctors face told. more
than it ever had expressed before.
At least she acquiesced graciously
in his opinion that it was entirely
too late for her TO walk home alone, I
and they went away together, un-
tremendously installing Joe as
once more.
1t seemed 10 him an unconscion-
able length OF time that he was
kept there, though he was by 10
means SO anxious for his uncle's
return as he had been before, nor
so certain of-his admiring approx
al. He raised his head rather
doubtfnlly at bis entrance but the
doctors eyes were marvelously
bright as if he had found long ex-
plantations delightful.
ats all right, Joe," he said re-
assuringly; lit was only mistake,
you see; you needn't be troubled.
And, Joe, here's fifty cents that
you may buy fire-crackers for the
evening the Torments march"
"Torchers," corrected Joe.
"All right; its all the same
thing" said the doctor placidly.
Joe did not quite understand it,
not even when his mother and SIS
ter began TO visit Miss More, and
she became a frequent guest at
their house, and the family all
dropped into the way Of calling
her, edith" But after there had
been quiet wedding one morning,
and he had learned to divide his
visits between the office and the
cosiest, cheeriest little home in the
world, where ''auntie" was the at
traction, he used to say compiacent-
ly to the doctor:
can't we glad we caught her.