Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1875-07-14

''Of course they be- ansxeret
the blunt old farmer, who BY tn
| revolution OF railroads. had beer
brought almost into town. Il ca
? almost wish 7 was big boy my.
self. Just TO show you how good !
: could be-
J Mr.. Smith laughed and Kitty
. tripped along TO her task, carrying
, her little basket OF dinner along
with Der. -1 - l
Kitty's sehool-house was in Tie
country where the elder Mr.. GRAY
stiA lived. having built hinselk a
, fine house with the .modern i'm
provements,7 although be did not
know what TO DO with il, nor LIS
wife either. They stiI tried 70 gst
; along as comfortably as possible,
while Miss Susan enjoyed il ex-
ceedingly, and kept the great
double rarlors fan Of company,
which her worn and weary mother
knew vel how 10 cook for-if she
did not know how 10 entertain.
GOOD cooking Is a great thing IN 8
family. Wei, ToInmy-or, as we
must how cali him, Mr.. Thomas
Gray, counselor and attorney at
laWT-feL deeply in love with Miss
Kitty, and i Is supposed she fell
deeply in lore with him; and they
were married Now we have real
y begun our tale, which we are
lot writing merely 10 tel a love
story, as you see, but 10 illustrate
a principle as vel as 10 relate
fact.
Mr.. Thomas Gray opened Lis
o&ee in Niles, and supposed, Of
course, al the world would call
on him for counsel, and was for
setting up IN good style, but shrewd
little Kitty insisted that plain
way was the best She did not
desire any such display IS had
been made BY some Of their neigh
bors, who had grown suddenly rieh.
One day hey were riding gayly
by 3 miserable locking bovel in
the suburbs, with broken windows
and doors or the hinges, a mud
hole near. and the pigs looking
through the doors al a besoited
man as II they sympatbized with
and had fellow-feeling for him In
Lis degradation, Mr.. Thos. Gray
said 70 his wife, chow would you
ike 10 live in such 4 place as that,
my dear 2" s'Not at al, Of course,
was the reply. There is DO know
ing what may happen said he;
my friend there, Mary Bell, was
three years ago TO al appearances #
as well of as You are to-day; bot
her husband speculated high, lost,
took TO drink, and here she is.
81 can't help that answered =
Kitty (; "nO drunkard can put me
2 such place as that
Don't be too sure, deary.- said
Thomas Gray.
''Sure = answered Kitty with
spirit, Il am just so sure as this:
There is not a man living whose
'OrtuDes would follow down Is $
ow as that !
What Eould yoa do, pray; let /
Is know the secret -
"One thing ! would not do" an L
~ered the young nstron promptly;
i would not bes drrnkard's wife"
"How would you help yourself = I
Where there's a viii there's a q
ray said Kitty. shut dons let Us :
ak about that; surely / shall Y
ever have a drunken husband e
nd with deep shadow over her {
row, that came Ike a presentment q
{ evil, the ride was continued in L
Hence. I
TEo years went by, and Mr.. L
'homas Gray grew desperate. Bad "a
srgains were made, specUlations "
ntered into, convivial companions
rev him from Niles to the capital n
lis well-flled purse made him il
verywhere welcome. Kitty, good s.
tile soul, seeing things going s.
tile out Of the way, would persist &
, giving music lessons and teach "
g The girls Of Niles to paint, and a
zen fitted class Of earnest boys &
J Latin-for college-all in her own o.
retty cottage, adding dollar TO II
ollar, like q wise little wife. Then d
! the long evenings, when her hus- Il
aud was with bis club or down Il
rect, easy fellow that be was, her ir
Myers grasped a good steel pen. q