Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1874-08-05
Whole No. 156.

|
before, therefore, beg you'll ex
cuse me for my seeming lack c
enthusiasm but believe me, Cor
nelius, love you, very, very dear
ly."
"And may ! call you mine ?"
eyes, darling"
Then / took her arm, and sh
laid her beautiful head, with it
shining coils of-did I tell you shc
had black hair! Well she had
and as was saying, she laid it
head and all, right down upon my
bosom, and then put up her lip;
for a kiss so naturally, and at tho
same time so artlessly, and will
such an innocent childlike smile
upon her countenance, that ! could
hardly believe she was a widow.
After escorting my beloved back
to the hotel that night, Irushed in
to Grogstar's room to tell him OF
my good fortune.
| found him sitting by the open
window, enjoying the sea breeze
and smoking in calm and medita-
tive manner. He welcomed me
with a cheerful smile, and motioned
me to take seat. But / couldn't
sit. | was to full of joy to double
up.
"My dear Grogstar," cried /,
dancing before him as David danced
before the tent, "you behold the
happiest man in the world. She
is mine."
"Ah, you refer, suppose, toto
the widow"
eyes, to my dear Della. The
young, the artless, the dove-eyed,
the innocent and unsophisticated
creature wholly the way, Grog-
star, do you know l cannot think
of her as being a widow!"
"But she is, Tynrar. Yes, she
is a widow. In fact my dear
fellow, l suppose that's what
makes her seem so artless. Wild
ow's often do. And so she has"
"She has promised to be mine,
Grogstar."
l thought there was tear in my
friends eye, but it may have been
caused by the smoke from his pipe.
He grasped my hand.
"Tynear," he said with evident
motion.
"Tynear, I congratulate you.
She is jewel. She is one of a
thousand. You are lucky man
to win such woman, but you don't
know it. You think you do, but
you don't. You imagine that you
are happy. but you've no idea how
happy you ought to be, under the
circumstances, She is a most re-
markable woman, Tynear, but /
assure you that-that she is q wild
ow."
Then Grogstar wiped his eyes
and resumed his pipe.
81 am glad, my friend, that you
approve of my choice, and l hope
to see you at the wedding" "isaid 1.
81 shall certainly come, my dear
sir" returned Grogstar. ~ told
Delia--Mrs. Frogsham, l would
say-that l would expect an invi-
tation to her next wedding, and
she promised l should have one.
Is the day appointed!"
"No, but shall not feel secure
in my happiness until it is. o my
dear Grogstar, excuse my emotions,
but if you had ever loved as ! love,
you"
"Pve been there" he interrupted.
IL know just what your feelings
are. Give 'em vent. That is all
that saved me-"
"what! did you ever love
woman y
"Yes, she was a woman" walled
Grogstar, "and-and sho was o wild
ow.'
"Did she die 7"
would be alone," he murmurcd,
laying down his pipe. 81 feel it
coming. "a feeling of sadness and
longing" And as he turned his
face toward the sea, 1 am sure
saw tear glistcning in the moon
light as it trickled down his nose.
"The sight of my happiness
makes him sad and when he thinks
of his own Sorrows" said, as !
quietly left the room.
The next morning there were
two arrivals at the Rocky Beach
Hotel. One was a Mr.. Bluggs,
and another was q Mr.. Nogglestone,
both of New York.
"When | appeared on the piazza,