Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1875-12-29

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the errand boy. Was such a thing
possible I Quiggs did not look
guilty, and was sweeping off a lot
of boxes in his queer, dreamy way,
as though his life depended upon
it.
So the days sped on, and week
had passed away when one morn
ing found old Mr.. Snaggles at his
his desk bright and early as usual,
but in a terrible humor, as that
boy Quiggs had uot put in an ap-
pearance. The store was unswept,
and everything was at skies and
sevens. Snaggles' breakfast had
been badly cooked, too, and the
maid said Miss Leonora had a head
ache, and couldn't come down, so
there was no one to make his cof-
fee as he wished. A bad morning
with Snaggles, and consequently a
bad morning for Snaggles' clerks.
They were scolded and stormed at
vigorously, and it was a wonder
they were not dismissed from the
store upon the spot. Customers
coming in, Snaggles subsided, but
portentous frown rested upon his
brow and anger glared from his
eyes. al
AT this stage of affairs a strange
thing occurred. The Snaggles'
maid ran into the store hurriedly,
and ran up to Snaggles' desk in a
frantic state of excitement.
"Did you ever, sir y she said to
Snaggles. "Miss Leonora told me
last night not to disturb her till
late this morning, as she had q
headache, and / went for to fix
her room just now, and she ain't
there, and / found this note fol-
you, sir, on her dressing table"
Was ever such excitement in
Snaggles' storei Was ever such
commotion any where Miss Snag-
giles had fed
AS her angry father tore open
her note he read:
DEAR PAPA OF course you
will be angry with me, but taking
what you said the other day as
your paternal sanction of my union,
I leave the house to marry the man
of my choice, whom you warned
me against and on account of whom
you took me away from boarding
school, viz: my former Latin teach
er at Fame's Academy, Mr.. Kregs.
But your cruel course did not part
two congenial hearts. The man who,
though poor and obscure, deigned
to be suitor for your daughters
hand, engaged with you as an er-
rand boy, disguised by means of
red wig, etc. Yes, papa; he did
all this to win me, and I am
to marry Quiggs-stupid foolish
Quiggs. Go on making your mon
ey, papa, live to hoard it, and be
happy. Let no thought of me
worry you. When you read this
shall no longer be Leonora Snag-
giles, but
LEoNoRA SNAGGLEs KREGs.
That was sad day as Snaggles'
store for more than one person.
Indeed, SO great was the agitation
Of the principal and clerks of the
establishment that 1t was closed on
that account.
Business suspended on account
of repairs" read Snaggles' custom
ers, and they wondered what sort
of repairs were going on in that
darkened place. Gregory and
Gibbs held high holiday, which
they enjoyed to the full by spend
all their spare cash to heal their
wounded feelings, and from being
almost enemies they became firm
friends.
At the expiration Of week
Snaggles' store was opened again
and customers thronging in found
everything the same save q new
though in some way familiar face
at the desk---a handsoms, dark
haired and blue-eyed man, intro
duced pompously to them as "My
son-in-law, sir, Mr.. Kregs," b,
Snaggles himself. Gregory ant
Gibbs couldn't stand it at first, bu
they have become accustomed t.
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