Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1876-01-12
N1y Russet Apples.

of frost in the air, the new moon
dipping its golden horn behind the
west, and the ground sounding
crisp under foot.
We had just come in from fod-
dering the cattle-"we' sounds
rather singularly when you reflect
that it meant Kitty and me, two
girls of seventeen and nineteen,
but you see there wasn't any one
else to do it. Father had been
bed-ridden ever since that last at
tack of paralysis, and we could az
ford TO hire no one TO take his place
about the farm.
81 don't pity them gals" neigh
Dor Dyson said. "They might sell
the horse and cow"
Neighbor Dyson had generously
offered us something less than half
price for them, thinking, no doubt,
that we would be thankful TO Jump
at the chance. But Kitty and |,
after taking the matter into con-
sideration, thanked him, and de-
clined, politely.
1--WE couldn't keep house without
old Mooley, could we, Addyi' said
my sister. "There's so many nice
dishes we can make for poor father,
If we have plenty of good rich
milk and cream. And the butter
that we should have to buy at
neighbor Dyson's city prices would
go far to couuterbalance the money
we should get for Mooley.'
"Aud as for the horse" l said,
she eats but little, and how on
earth could we get around the
country, even TO the post Office,
such weather as this, if it wasn't
for old Dobbin, that we have had
ever since l could rememberr
So it happened that on this spec
ial March evening, we had just
come from attending 10 the wants
of our live stock.
Twas in great spirits, playing
with pussy. who came 10 meet MS,
with her plumy tail erect; but Kit
" leaned sadly against the wooden
mantal. and looked into the fire
with mouruful eyes.
kitty" cried at last, what
does make you so dull 7"
Tomorrow is the Sd of March,"
said she, gravely.
"What of that :" l demanded.
Don't you remember! The in
terest on the mortgage comes due
tomorrow.
$50 it does said 1, my radiant
face falling faster than the Their
mometer on freezing day. "Thir-
ty-five dollars And we have moth
ing 10 pay It with except the NJ
teen dollars Laura OssoOd paid for
the old meiodeon."
"Perhapswill Avery would watt"
Kitty,
l drew myself up slightly.
81 don't choose to ask him to !
wait" said l.
Now it happened that VIII Av-
cry, who held the mortgage on our
homestead, was the son of q neigh
Dor, and an old play-follow and
boy-beau Of my own, who had gone
% the prosperous young city . few
miles north of Us and commenced |
business on his own account, and / /
had 8 particular aversion to asking
aid or help of him in any way. l
might be poor, but 7 was also proud,
and Kitty was quite sympathetic |
enough to understand me.
"But then, what are we 10 do r
said Kitty.
] sat down on the hearth-rug. |
with my chin in my hands, and |
stared earnestly at the big crackl-
ing back log. Pussy crept away
and nestled down in the corner, as
Il she knew by instinct that there
was change of temperature.
"Look here, Kitty said, sud-
lenly. "Those russell apples"
"wenF
ave can sell them. There are
eight barrels at the least. Eight
barrels at two dollars and fifty cents
, barrel"
my dear Addy, no one viii buy
hem at one-ffth the price. APP
,les are a drug in the market"
"Here, l grant you; but not in
he city. l will take them to Ma
'leton and sell them Ii
"You will Z" h
"And why mott Squire Dyson