Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1876-04-05

ceedingly plain eyes and features
her complexion was a muggy white
generally colorless, though some.
times her nose FLUSHED brightly
every fold of her dress lay even
her hair was properly smooth, in Q
word she made me think of Q
CREASED pole. Clarendon looked
at Nora and bowed. Nora unfurl.
ed her fan carelessly and bowed in
return. A horrible squeal from
the violins, then a grifIin-like roar,
then n mad yell, then "right and
left" from a snperannuated player
who gave the first word an empha-
sis that would have put any other
persons's voice out of joint, and
the dancing began.
"a foot more light, stop more true
Neer from the heath flower dashed the dew
than Nora's. Many an eye follow
ed her graceful form, but Clarendon
had only admiring looks, for Ella,
who danced as though she were in
stocks, making stiff, sweeping bows
at every step, and keeping an un-
moved expression upon her fea-
lures; however, as they left the
floor he gave Nora one look that
brought the glad color to her cheek.
Sand, lovely ladies, ere your iro
Condemn the heroine of my lyre,
SHOW mo The fair would srptn 80 spv,
And prize such conquest OF her eye -
That look was all the homage he
paid to her beauty, although Nora,
longing for peace, wandered alone
down to the ripping water side,
where the ferns grew high and
graceful, and even sat down under
the king oak where they had play
ed with the acorns long ago, yet he
remained by Ella Weatherly, whose
cheek would not flush even at his
gentle compliments. How l hated
her quiet charms, her self-posession.
The group of girls had noticed
10y the house were now at the
swing, and the bashful youth in
white pants was swinging them
the couple that had been sitting
under the trees were playing cro-
quet, and making the woods alive
with their merriment. Here stood
n country boy with n rose in his
pounding the grass
with his mallet, and there, n dainty
dandy in broadcloth, making little
bows and stroking his moustache /;
here, again, plain girl wat'hing
her rivals ball scornfnlly f; next her
a pretty one croquetting her part
ner's ball into position there a
young man showing his partner
how TO strike, and touching her
hand casually as he showed her
how to poise her mallet to insure
a good aim,-in fact there we're as
many different characters and at
titudes as different modes Of dress.
Out on the water two little skiffs
were running by each other like
fairies at play, and few larger
boats hoated laziIy along or rested
on the water; down the road wan
dered couple exchanging hearts
under the fluttering leaves that
threw little CLEANS OF light upon
them and snatching them back
again, only to give to the grass an
othor one, the violins were running
1t furious pace, stopping at way
stations. where a terrible droning
ssued while they were taking re-
'reshments, giving tremendous high !
var whoops, then screach, scream,
Ind on again, now up, now down,
now growing, now squealing, while
he boards forming a floor for the |
lancers creaked ominously, and |
skirts and coat-tails whirled and |
umped, and twisted, and tried to
witch in time TO the violins that
would run away from them, as the
'aller tried to keep them together
" shouting every time they were
'ut of place, "Alamande LETT
around the platform gathered the
more elder danes, with gray frizzes
md old-fashioned worked collars.
astened by pins, ancient as the
,lory of the Jews, AL talking at
nee, until their words were like
he many whispers of the waves
hat no one could make out but
themselves. "Young, neat, wild,
eller," etc, dropped from the puck
red lips that closed over each word
$ though they had Just bitten
'ery sour apple farther back
midst the trees, busy hospitahlc