Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1874-09-09
IHoie No. i6i.

D clock, ana was Dc5 lHLihS w
feel decidedly shaky, when Jcrusha
and her mother came into the room
and began arranging for the fu-
neral.
"Rusha," said her mother, "here
is that snufT-colored suit of poor
Ben's; of course he will never have
any more use for clothes, so just
put them away among your carpet
rags; they'll make a splendid
stripe"
Now that particular suit OF
clothes was just the neatest one
ever owned, arm holes, collars,
wristbands, buttons, all just the
thing, and my blood boiled to hear
them talk so coolly of using them
for stripes in a rag carpet. They
kept on talking as they swept,
busted and cleaned up the room.
"Bob says he will take the Mar
tin farm to work this year.. said
Jerusha, chccrfully, "and as soon as
we are married we shall 60 to keep
ing house in that neat little cottage
close 10 the road. Now l must get
my carpet done just as soon as pos
sible, for / want it in that nice lit
tie front room. These duds OF
Ben's will make out enough rags
guess. His folks live so far away
they will never inquire about his
clothes. Now, if it wasn't for the
looks Of it, we could ask old Moth
er Smith about coloring yellow
she's sure to be here to-day"
was getting very mad now, indeed.
I felt that the crisis was near, and
that | should either die or explode,
if they did not let my snuf-colored
suit alone. Jcrusha picked them
up-I knew it, for l heard tho
buckles and buttons jingle-ant
made for the door. | tried to shake
my Gst and yell at her, bat all IL
vain. | laid there outwardly qGieI
As a lamb, and inward|y boiling
with wrath. 1t was too much the
deepest trance could not have helC
out against the loss of that suit
: With powerful effort ] sprang n
and screamed. Jerusha droppe'
: my clothes and her mother the dus
: ter, and both fed from the room
| and the house, never stopping unit
. they reached DR.. Browns, acros
e the street. With difficulty man
y aged to get my clothes. ] had jus
5 got them fairly on, when Mr'
D Jones and her daughter, fcllowe
by numerous company of wome
1 and children, came peering cautl
ously into the room. l sat on IN
S board and laughed at them. Sue
c looking crowd was enough
!" amusc an owl, so | laughed.
d knew it was unbecoming, but
couldn't have helped it if they ha
Y chuckcd me into my coilin-whit
" the undertaken was just then ca
rying by the window--and burif
)" me the next minute. / laughe
until I Jared the chair out fro
;" under one end of the board, al
l. down l went with q crash. Tho
the doctor ventured into the roor
:" saying rather obviously:
b, $50 you are not dead yet, Ben
"Wcll, no, not exactly" / rep
s. cd; "sorry to disappoint my frien
! about the funeral, however"
In "Yes,' he said rather absent
"bad, rather.-that is--ahem :!
y "Fooled out of that spuf-color
H. stripe - l thought as looked
e. Jerusha.
"Go and speak with him." so
ve her father in a strange whisper.
re "IIe's got the stamps, and you b
I better marry him after all"
at They began to gather around !
D: and congratulate me on my escal
nc | noticed that they cried gre
deal more now than they did VIII
,e. | was dead. Jerusha came a
hung around my neck, sniyeli
ed desperately. l gave her not o'
gentle push and told her to W
sb next time until was safely bur
TO- before she set her heart on my
NV clothes. r'r
Eve .'Oh. l am so glad!" she said v
t " sweetly, without appearing to
It tice what said about the clothe
t j "that you're not dead, Benny, dc
60 Nv heart seemed all withered
how broken to see you lying all cold {
ont white. l wept bitterly over y
,wn pale face, my beloved
EYES," / replied, 81 heard