Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1876-11-08

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master, to whom, Notwithstanding
his pride, she was devotedly attach
ed.
"That Mr.. WILDER Armstrong
cannot catch me.in hisYtrap," she
used to say to Idyl. 81 don't like
these fellows who spend their time
running away from home, for they
learn to be good-for- nothing men /;
and WILDER is fair specimen Of
that sort, warre mt YOU"
The curse which the will placed
upon Idyl's head was, as ] have al
ready said, the talk of thdcommun-
ity. The poor girl almost beside
horself with grief, hid her mead
from public gaze with no sympa-
thizers save Margery and her lover,
Gordon Gylord. The people SEEM
ed to think that size should not
have fallen in love with the young
lawyer; but the girl was wont to
tell Margery that she could not
help it, and the people might blame
her heart if they wished.
Margery's story about the codi-
Gil created much merriment where
it was known. Nobody seemed
inclined to credit it; but all said
that she had dreamed about It 80
often that she had come to believe
the silly tale she was telling. But
the little housekeeper asserted that
she had witnessed the codicil which
revoked the parental curse and
gave Idyl her portion of the pro-
perty. But the oftener she made
the assertion, the louder people
laughed.
an laugh by-and-by," she used
to say with confidence; "for some
day the codicil will be found, and
then some laughing bodies will hang
their heads, and say that dreaming
Margery Marx was right after ALL"
Among the few who believed
Margery was Gordon Gylord, and
the young lawyer became quite in-
terested in the case. He racked
his brains over the missing codicil
until, as at last resort he resolved
that Margery should tell her Oft
repeated story to noted lawyer in
the city not far away.
At first Margery did not care
about facing the learned Mr.. Brief;
but Gordon and Idyl overcame her
scruples, and one day she found
herself seated in the parlor Of the
attorneys private residence.
Then she repeated her story to
the listening man, who did not
speak until she had finished.
at is very singular" Mr.. Brief
said, looking at Gordon Gylord ;
"but it looks to me as if somebody
had stolen the codicil."
"Whom could it be when master
often told me that we were the only
living persons who knew about the
wooden pocketp asked Margery.
"Who is benefited by the pro-
bated testament 7"
"His nephew, Wilber Armstrong"
And at the lawyers request, Mar
gerry told him all she knew about
the lucky nephew.
"And to think, sir, that he wants
me to keep house for him !" the
girl exclaimed.
81 would advise you to accept OF
his proposition" said the lawyer.
"What, sirl' cried Margery
Marx. "Why, he tried to make
love to me while master lived, and
| / expect he would marry me against
my will where l do live beneath the
same roof with him, now that master
is deadp
al am sure that he will not at
tempt anything of the kind" an
swered Mr.. Brief, smiling. ga
further residence with him may
lead to the discovery Of the codi-
cil."
"I never thought of that !" ex-
claimed the girl. "Yes l will &c
and keep house for Wilber Arm
strong, and all the time / will bt
on the lookout for the little piece
of paper on which / wrote Mar
gerry Marx
The inter view ended and severa
days later, to the joy of Wilde
Armstrong, Margery arrived at th
old house, with some baggage, an
told him that she would become il
mistress.
"That is right, Margery," he sait
, eve been waiting for you, and no.
D there will be sunlight in the ol