Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1876-09-13

VINO were Win her frequently, or
watched her closely from that time
forth, there was something missed
from Irene that hitherto had part
in her-the joyous confidence, the
innocent abandon, the quiet but
genuine under-tone of real happi-
ness had fed. With all her pride,
she was too ingenious to conceal
from those who cared for her that
her perfect peace was lost.
Our friendly young men held a
consultation upon this point.
SHARK me-" said Sam Dent, 81
know something of girls, and that
girl has fallen in love. Marke me,
in love with one of us. / only
hope, since I'm an engaged man,
that it's not me-"
Du Dois looked infinitely self
conscious, but did not speak.
"Don't trouble yourself, Sam,"
said Dick Wilhurst, with insinuat-
ing self-assertion. 81 happen to
know she hasn't been such fool as
that"
"You've played too Deep" said
Grosvenor. "Upon my word it
hasn't been right. We've had our
fun, but, by Jove, it has been hard
upon the girl"
"Well," said graceless Dick, "it
isn't a wrong that can be made
right. If it's me she's in love with
and but well-n'importe. If
it's me, don't care if / do become
q victim. 'Tis cool three hund-
red thousand. 1t might be worse" !"
"Wilhurst," exclaimed Lindsey,
with flashing eyes, stake care
Miss Wolf is too true and good a
girl to be lightly spoken Of, in my
presence at least. A girl that any
man may be proud to make his
wife,"
"Hear, hear" cried Dick. EEK
cuse me, friends. Imeant to praise,
not to scoff. What greater compli-
ment can be paid to belle than to
ring the change out of herring
the changes, l mean. Lindsey, my
dear fellow, j pass. Take her; and
thousand blessings go with you,
my boy"
"Lindsley is right" said Sam
Dent. The girl has metal in her."
"Who ever heard of a belle that
hadn't metal in her :" asked Dick.
Nonsense but l tell you there's
q genuine ring to her."
"Of course"
"And a smart tongue, as | can
testify, when she's put to it," said
Grosvenor. 81 like woman who
can hold her own"
"Her own tonguef So do l."
said Dick. "Oh, I'm sincere. Irene
Wolf is all right. Hurrah for our
made belle. She's a trump. Linds-
ley, you're a success. Well, good |
night, boys; I'm off. By-by, Linds-
ley. Ring the belle-ding-dong."
The feminine portion of the
house had not been so sensitively |
aware of the change in Irene. The
truth is, they were too thoroughly |
engrossed in wonderful event to
condescend to trifles.
The event was no other than the
unexpected arrival at this delight
full seaside hotel Of an English lord.
a bachelor, crossed in love abroad,
it was rumored, and came to Amer
lea expressly to marry.
A live lord. One and all of the
feminine portion of the house fixed
heart and soul upon him at once.
There was no turning back from
the plow; there was no dallying
with time to be "well off with the
old loves" or loss of haste in going
first to bury ones dead. The affair
demanded, or rather commanded, a
religious zeal and dispatch. "Up
and strike," was the motto Of every
Amazon ambition whose bewitching
archery suddenly fixed upon this
shining bull's-eye.
If the thought of 'Mrs." had to
any one been sweet, the thought Of
"My lady," "My Lady Lindehurst," !"
was incomparably treat.
1t was, of course, necessary to be
presented to tiny lord" first. And
Lord Lindehurst, who had been
thrown by accident Of foreign trav-
el into intimate relations with Gros-
venor and Du Bois, came specially
introduced. He was legitimately q
prize Of the set.