Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1877-11-21

1--WE get off at the next station
and l hate to awaken the poor
sailor for my handkerchief. / put
1t over his bundle for a pillow, and
there is another on his forehead"
A voice, pettish and familiar, an
swered:
"Just like your impudence
Now, that common fellow will have
your handkerchief You are SC
horribly implusive! 1t is very for
ward and unmaidenly to have been
fussing over a strange man, at any
rate. You don't know how he may
annoy YOU"
Low and sweet, quivering little,
came o voice in answer:
"He will never annoy any one.
II ever death was written in face,
l saw it in his"
at is none of your business"
at is my business. You may
scold as you like. If it is unmaid-
emily to stretch out hand to a dy-
ing man for five minutes, then |
shall never meet your ideas of de-
corum."
And as if to prove her words,
the speaker arose from her seat and
leaned over mine.
My head was lower than the back
of the seat, resting on the window
sill, and my feet stretched out to
the next space. l kept my eyes
closed, and l knew the handker-
chief upon my forehead was moist
ened again with cologne water, just
as the train stopped. The con-
ductor shouted elizabeth" and
the ladies behind me gathered up
their traps and departed.
/ could only see linen busters
and brown wells, as they walked
down between the car seats, but /
kept my place.
Elizabeth had been my own des-
tination, for Tom had always a cor
dial welcome for me, and / longed
10 die where there was some friend
y faces in sight. But l kept on to
New York, presenting myself to
ny old landlady, who had some
difficulty in my identity, but being
nursed me as if / had
been her own son.
Tom came to see me when my
awyer informed him of my return,
out the ladies had gone to the Della
ware Water Gap for the summer,
md l was well pleased. Much of
ny faith in Amy's friendship had
'vaporated, and l wanted my
haved head to be covered-my
,mancipated face to fill out before
Nettie saw me again.
had had my taste for salt water
imply gratified, and rebelled when
ny doctor ordered a sea voyage
o perfect my recovery. But he
lad his way; and again it was
summer before / returned home,
md accepted Toms invitation to
MS cottage at Long Branch.
ave have concluded to take o
cottage at Long Branch this sum-
ner," he wrote, "and want you to
oin US, if possible, in july"
How can l describe Nettie-Net-
lie Raymond still-after the three
years of separation I Beautiful as
ever, more animated-accomplish-
ed--she was fascinating to all
Bnt the imp of mischief had not
quite deserted her, though she was
more dignifed. She was not open
ly saucy as she had been, but
could put things into quiet, appar-
emily innocent speeches, and l
often WINGED under her satire.
For did love her then. Every
hour added to my admiration-my
affection-yet there was never in
her manner one atom of encourage
ment on which to hang a hope.
Although l had recovered my
health and strength almost entire
ly, was still subject to attacks of
headache that postrated me for
hours-occasions of nothing but
terrible pain.
The first one that / had at Long
Branch came on about three months
after my arrival, when / had walked
too far in the sun. Tom was alone
when staggered into the house,
nearly blind, and he put me down
upon wide lounge in lower
room, darkened the windows, and
put cold water on my head.
"Amy will be here presently"
he said "she has gone 10 ride with