Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1875-09-01
A Woman Amer All.

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"Thou shouldst not speak 80.
Charles 1t is very wrong"
"wby, little Dorothy Tell me
why
Thou kDowest favor is deceit
fol and beauty Is vain. We ought
to bear testimony against the van
ity Of personal appearances"
Ought wei Then tell me why
it pleased Providence to make you
so beautiful, my small cousin r
"Hush, Charles. i win not per
nit thee 10 speak to me in this
manner And Dorothy Hicks,
the little Quakeress, put on her
gravest air, and struggled valiant
ly 70 turn the corner Of her mouth
down when they wanted to turn up.
4Don't look so serious, little girl.
You positively alarm me-" And
Charles Maynard burst into a mer-
~ laugh that echoed through the
poplar trees in the old garden
''Now tell me, Dorothy insist
upon knowing, and as a member Of
your family ] consider that / have
the right to be informed-are you
going 10 marry BroadbrimT
"Friend Ephraim is an estinable
man, Charles thou must not speak
Of him thus"
"Look, Dorothy. There he is,
! viii quote no proverbs, but the
rim Of bis hat just turned the cor
ner as | spoke. Now don't look
as If you intended TO go back to
the house, for you are not going.
III tell you a secret WhenI was
down by the river this morning i
found a boat with tempting pair
Of oars lying in it, and l made up
my mind that Dorothy Hicks
and her wicked worldly cousin
from the populous city of
New York were going for a row in
that very boat this evening""
at is neigbbor Hancock's boat"
ale will let us have itl"
"Y-e-s. Bot Charles, / fear that
it is my duty"
"No, it isn't. You know you
don't want. to spend this lovely
evening in the house entertaining
Broadbrim, and you do want TO go
and watch the sunset on the river
with me-"
Dorothy looks doubtful toward
the house and wishfully towards
the river.
"Femme qui hesite est perdue,"
Dorothy, which means, If eve don't
hurry Graycoat viii come out and
latch rs" Charles takes Dorothy's
land in his; and in a moment they
we're on their way to the shore.
"But Charles see that cloud in
lac South. If there were to be q
torn p
"But there win not, come, jump |
A."
The oars are lifted into the row
ocks, Dorothy takes charge Of the
udder into her little hands, and !
ooni they are gliding over the
mooth surface Of the water, leav-
ng q track of sIlyery bubbles be-
ind them. II is a lovely evening.
he misty shadows Of twilight are
altering in the east and in the
vest the clouds, blood red and
'urple, are casting rosy light all
yer the broad river; fresh
'reeze Is blowing round their faces,
nd waves splash against the side Of
heir little boat like low monot-
nous music. Charles is talking
4 his home, telling Dorothy about
he aunt and cousins she had not
cen for a long time, and amusing
er with stories Of his college days,
nd efforts to make his way in his
rofession, which at first were so
lccessful. Neither Of them no.
ces that the breeze grows every
oment stronger and fresher, and
lat the dark cloud in the south
rs spread over the horizon, and is
,vering it with darkness.
Presently low muttering Of
under startles them from dream
to which they had fallen.
"Turn back, Charles, turn back J"
reams Dorothy, "thc storm is !
us ~
But there is no turning back.
icy have been rowing with the :
|e. The river is very vide and
. increasing force Of the waves =
a the wind togetheris SO strong
Il when they attempt TO turn =