Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1878-06-05


t thing to tell you. Cleve has asked
me to marry him."
: "Now, Clement, you have told
: him all ! know you have"
"Not word, Fan. He still be-
r lieves me the widow Clare"
: "Did you accept him 2"
: "Conditionally, l am to give him
final answer when we go to the
city, in October. You are going to
New York this winter, are you not!'
"Yes. Our little play progresses
finely. John Selden asked me to
be his wife tonight"
81 told you men think and act in
pairs"
"John is a noble fellow. l pre-
tended to think his cousin had i'll
used him, and he defended him I'M
til | was ashamed of myself; abso-
lutely said, Clement, that you were
a sufficient excuse for Mr. Clare's
will. Then he blamed his own past
idleness so much, and promised if
| could only try and endure the
'stings and arrows of your outrage
Gus temper, Clement, for two years
longer, he would have made a home
for me in which l could be happy.
Yes. Clement, / should marry John
Selden if we had not a five-dolar
bill between u.s."
81 wish Cleve had been a little
more explicit about his money af-
fairs. However, there is time
enough yet. When they leave to-
morrow, what shall we do 2"
ave will remain here another
month ; Levine will have the house
'eady for me by that time. / have
written to him about re-furnishing
he parlors."
So next day the lovers parted
With many promises of constant |
etters and future happy days to- q
'ether. The interval was long and /
Iull enough, but it passed, and one
corning both gentlemen received b
otes of invitation to small din
er party at the widow Clare's man \
ion in -- street. There was q
God deal of dressing for this par q
Y. Cleve wished to make his en- "
rance in his future home as became Il
ne prospective master of a million
nd a half of money, and John was n
esirous of not suffering in Cler- q
rents eyes by any comparison with Ell
BE other gentleman who would CO
robably be there. al
Scarcely had they entered the IN
when the ladies' ap- CO
cared, the true widow Clare no OF
niger in the unassuming toilet she u
Id hitherto worn, but magnificent D;
white Grape, lisse and satin, her dt
ms and throat and pretty head,
lshing with saphires and diamonds.
er companion bad assumed now
e role of simplicity, and Cleve was Or
appointed with the first glance 81
her plain white Chambery gauze gl
ess. 81
John had seen nothing but the tn
light face of the girl he loved and We
g love-light in her eyes. Before op
e could speak he had taken both sy
r hands, and whispered, Dear ev
and best and loveliest Clement" gil
Her smile answered him first. e''
len she said: "Pardon me. Mr.. '''
lden, but we have been in ="
lsquerade all the summer, and i''
must nnmask before real life be- SUI
Is. My name is not Clementine cav
'rat, but Fanny Clare. Cousin uo'
hn, ] hope you are not disap- op
nted." Then she put her hand VA
o Johns, and they wandered off in'
o the conservatory to finish their VI"
An
Mr.. Cleve Sullivan found him wo
at that moment in the most try ny
circumstance of his life. The CRU
! Clementine Marat stood look "o'
down at the flower on the car- d"
:, and evidently expecting him 'en
resume the tender attitude he ~
been accustomed to bear to- wei
rd her. He was man of Quick n'c
lsions where his own interests '"o
re concerned, and it did not take s'a
half minute TO review his uea
ition and determine what to do. tue
is plain, blonde girl, without for wei
e, was not the girl he could oo''
rry; she had deceived him, too c"
70 had a sudden and severe 81
SIN of morality; his confidence gun
broken; he thought it was s'"'
y poor sport to play with s'rU
rs most sacred feelings he had nea