Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1876-09-06

shouiu De detained so, SAID Mabe
Arran, pettishly. 81 should hav,
enjoyed the scenery so much if w,
could have travelled by daylight
and it's nearly dark already"
"Never mind, DEAR" said hel
) sister Effie, soothingly; "we shal
soon be there you know"
81 don't know what you cal
soon," fretted Mabel. ave shall
not get there until seven o'clock in
the morning, and just fancy how
tagged out and jaded we shall both
look, after travelling all night, with
our eyes as dim as if they were boil
ed, and compilations like an old
rag. And Mr.. st. Albans to be
there, too"
She bit her lip in very genuine
annoyance, as she stood looking
out at the white drifts which lay
like mantle of royal ermine on
field and valley.
Mabel and Effie Arran, al
though twin sisters, were not all
alike.
The former, tall and handsome,
/
had features like Cleopatra, and
soft, languid eyes of the deepest
blue, while her magnificent faxen
hair surrounded her oval face like
a framework of gold.
Apart from her beautiful sister,
gentle little Effie Arran might have
had some pretention to be called
pretty--but Mabel eclipsed her
completely.
"Are you sure you will be warm
enough, Mabel, dear!" she asked
anxiously. "Do take my shawl;
| shall be quite comfortable with
the worsted sacque."
"No, l shall not take it," was the
naughty reply. "Do you suppose
l am going to make a perfect
mummy of myselfl I look ridicu-
ous enough already, in this odious
merino dress. Just wait until /
have married Mr.. st. Albans."
Effie's cheek crimsoned, as she
tied green barege veil round her
bonnet.
"Mabel," she said, softy, "do you
really care for Mr.. st. Albans I"
"Not for him especially, although 1
40 is handsome and agreeable
enough for any girl-but l do care I
or his four hundred thousand
md his country seat, and his house
n town. You shall live with me, Z
1ffie, and take care of that horrid
title girl he talks about; how / do q
gish he hadn't been a widower with s
he incumbrance of child"
81 heard you telling him last Z
'eek how fond you were of child !.
en-" u
"Oh," laughed Mabel, struggling Il
er shoulders, "that was policy
fatter myself, Effie, that ! really tt
i'd make some impression upon a.
i'm, else he would never have
ccepted that invitation from Green O.
ourt, because we were to spend e'
hristmas there" h,
"It was very kind of Alice Green +
} ask u.s." said Effe, soberly.
"Oh, yes, dare say" nodded h'
label, "and / shall invite her to 81
!. Albans when / am mistress 81
Iere. Nobody shall say Lam un- SC
'ateful. Here comes the stage &c
wv, horrid, odious, numbering old
ing, and crowed full, as live. or
ow disagreeable."
And Mabel Arran went out, one
awl thrown lightly over her arm, rh
nile poor Effie followed meekly lil
the background, ladened heavily IL.
tn travelling bags, umbrellas and
APPS. WI
1t was already, quite dusk, as the ne
rses stopped at the inn door, and
ere was brief delay before they
ain started on, during which I.'
ne Mabel squeezed herself in Eff
tween fat old lady and tall ve'
lool boy with box Of white
ce In his lap, while Effie sat di- at
'tly opposite, trying her innocent Tho
lie best not to crowd the two th,
egar faced maiden ladies who
with r,,ail;pr b1ftior .. Ali. -,