Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1876-08-02
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each said things that could not be
unsaid, and done things.that could
. not be undune, aud She had given
me back the letters l had sent her
and the ring that she had worn, and
all the little presents that every
man lavishess on tho woman he
loves.
II was all over, aud we were free
again, and tried to think it was
better so, but could not.
Poor little Millicent
Her face was very sad and her
eyes were heavy when ! CHANGED to
meet her.
got up Irritation with rod-lair-
ed Lucy Martin, and was seen
about with her a good deal.
Her father had made great deal
of money 10y certain transactions,
and she was an heiress, and very
much sought after, and alltLat sort
of thing.
If had been the kind of a man
who marrics for money, l might
have tried to win the prize, per-
haps; for, after a real honest love
affair has come to an untimcyl end,
either man or woman is just ripe
for something wrong in that line;
and of all the wrongs there are,
though many have worse names,
there isn't one that is really worse
than q loyeless or mercenary marIi-
age.
wasn't bad enough for that.
But was bad enough to ilirt
abominahly with a very decent
young woman, who fancied that l
ment everything, and was pleasant
ly frank with me in consequence.
A report even arose that l was
engaged to her.
l liked it, for l knew that Milli-
cent must hear of it.
OF course, when | heard that she
was engaged to Thomas Brown, |
was not pleased.
You never can be sufficiently off
with the old love to hear such news
without pang.
had not sworn myself to celiba-
cy, but it seemed to me, in meas
ure, Millicent's duty TO do SO.
At least it would be better taste,
1 thought, remembering how fond
she had once seemed of Inc.
Going into convent, or some
thing of that sort at least no more
love and love-making, | had sup
posed, would be her course aud
here she was at the opera, with fan,
opera-glass, boquet and attendant
alorer, as if nothing had happened.
/ sat in the next row with Miss
Martin, and l looked into her eyes,
AMI whispered compliments in a
terrible sort Of way-considering
that l had no intentions whatever.
All, well! she was a practical girl !;
not romantic.
knew that she had a budding
fancy for me, but don't think she
would ever let
"Concealment, like a worm i the bud,
Feed on her damask check
I am sure she married the retired
grocer (who proved to be her fate)
with light heart and 1 knew her
appetite didn't fail her, for l sat
opposite her at table one day not
long since, and she took kindly to
roast beef, and must have weighed
at least a hundred and sixty pounds
But If She had been the most spir-
ituelle creature who ever broke
her heart, doubt if should have
remembered anything bat my OWL
selfish self that night.
And all the while / was thinking
lust as we remembered snatches OF
some familiar song while we are
busy with something very different
from music, of the pleasant hours
my little black eyed love ALL | had
together; of the softness of the
velvet palm that lay INTERESTINGLY
in mine as we walked in the moon.
light by the river brink the sum.
mer before, when twenty of US
stopped at the same gay hotel al
-; of the kisses she used to LEI
me take, and the bushes they
brought to her cheeks and WANT
ed TO kill Brown.
He was q harmless young man
with lisp and an eye glass.
But / longed TO assassinate him.
This sort of thing happened more
than once during the season, and