Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1878-05-15

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! Miss Bertha had forgotten that 81
had been mp over night and wa
breakfastless.
: 81 thought, to be sure" she mus
ed, during the next nights vigils-
81 thought, to be sure, he was
young man ; but he is grayer thaI
| am. / wonder il his wife is look
Ing for him home soon. He ism
weather-beaten, like a sailor; hi
hands are white and soft and well
kept, like gentleman's. l dom
believe he ever tarred the rope,
before this voyage. Perhaps he il
reduced in circumstances, and went
whaling to seek his fortune.
wonder if he will die" But the
disease left her little time for idle
reflections aud surmises, the SER
vices of the doctor, and the occa-
sional assistance of the other nurses
whose patients were convalescing,
being all the relief afforded her.
One night, as she moved about the
room, coaxing the fire into a glow,
stirring the Cruel in the porringer,
pouring the wine, discharging the
ninty-and-nine little duties of the
sirk-room, it seemed to her that
the patient followed her with his
eyes curiously-those great hollow,
darkling eyes, full of sad question,
ing.
do you want to ask me any
thingi" she said, pausing beside
his pillow, and meeting the gaze.
Perhaps" he faltered, "perhaps
you could tell nowhere | am
and howl came herel Am !
awake-or dreaming9'
"You are in the town of Great
Harrington, at the Harrington
Arms" she answered him. "You
have been i'll with ship-fever. You
came in the whaler Abbey Jane,
DR.. March tells me, which had
picked you off the wreck of the
Atlas, bound for New York-you
and others. You have been very
i'll and you must not talk"
"And you have saved my life. l
heard the doctor say so this MORN
ng."
Hush, hush; that's only the
loctor's palavcr."
"Ntiss Bertha, I'm afraid you've
son that poor fellows heart that
'ou've been taking care of at the
Lexington Arms" said DR.. March,
lropping in week or so after he
Iad ordered her home to Toxic care
f herself, lest he should have an
Their patient on his hands. "He's
een pumping Inc dry about you
rants to know why you never mar
led. ! told him because nobody
sked you hut Parson Chapel, and
e was too big pill"
"That's because you didn't pre-
crihe him." said Miss Bertha.
just then Sue Blair put her rosy :
cad in at the door. G
"Have you smoked out Miss t
'ertha?" said she. as it quite
lfe for me to come in? I've such
lovely valentine-from Sam, of
must show you, even
| catch the fever. It's st. Val
ntine's day, you know. Did you
yer have a valentine, Miss Ber- i
Ia :" o
"Once-ages nearer the begin :,
ing" r.
"Oh, by-the-way," put in DR..
lar"h, "here's something for You A
lat took from the mail as came a
ong. It's a wonder / remember
it. Perhaps its valentine, too
has blue stamp. Who knowsY
perhaps So" laughed Miss Ber- NJ
IA, opening and reading: i,
Though he seek till he be gray. ci
Love will find out the way.
Harrington Arms.
"Why, what does it mean I" she Of oi
led, rising and flushing strangely. n n
Who conld have been so cruel {? ~
no could know? Who" n
"My dear child" said DR.. March.
Who could know whatl Angus
iken is the name of your patient
the Harrington Arms. Didn't
u you that you had won his heart (? &c
s n valentine indeed" =,
"Just to think" said the second
RS. Chapel, ''jnst to think of Miss 81 81
ertha marrying at her time of life.
hos going to do our sewing now :
'onders never will cease. And TO n
ink that it was an old affair-of "
'eDty years standing. And they ?,
y he's been from Dan 10 Beer