Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1879-01-29
AUNT POLLY.

Polly" said Alice Vane, as shs.fol-
lowed her brother-in-law to the
front door steps, and stood, with
the wind blowing her bright hair
from her face, as pretty a rosy
checked, matron as one would wish
to see.
mo, I'll not forget but, Alice,
how am l to know the old lady
Does she wear snuff-color or
black 7"
"Oh, neither, Harry; big pur-
pie cape and bonnet to match, and
she always carries a satchel and
walks with a gold headed cane.
There, you surely can not miss her."
and Alice Vane's eyes looked more
roguish than ever as she quickly
ran into the house.
ANGELS and ministers of grace
defend u.s." thought Harry Vane,
as he walked down the street.
"Whatever possessed Alice to send
me to meet this old lady9 Well, it
can't be helped l suppose, and l
must make the best Of it."
Soon, in spite of the hustle of
the city about him, his thought
wandered to Marian Lee, the pref
ty, dimpled-cheeked country girl,
whom he had been calling upon for
a year, and who yet had not said the
magic word eyes" to his proposal. |
Why she hesitated, Harry did not
know; yet he resolved to get an
answer on his next visit, or never.
When he reached the depot the
train had just glided in like long
fire-throated serpent. Harry hast
ened to the platform, and looked
around for Aunt Polly. There she
was, her bent figure enveloped in
ong purple cape, and a hugh bon
net to match, in which her face was
completely hidden; her hands were
covered with gray gloves, brown
'eil covered her face, while large
carried under the arm,
threatened the eyes of whomsoever
vas rash enough to crowd Der
in the rear. Harry
Zane then stepped forward chival- e
ously. q
"Mrs. Vane sent me to meet a
ou," ne said. "Allow me to assist I
ou." And he attempted to take her
and satchel.
"No you don't, neither" was 1
he shrill reply. 81 don't trust t
and can carry my own S
lggage; how do l know but
ou've a pickpocket?"
"But / assure you, madam, that S
am not" said Vane, trying his best I
OF to laugh. 81 am the brother !
l-law of your niece, Alice, and"
"Oh, you be, chi" interrupted
unit Polly. "You're Harry, / '
oppose. I've often heard niece t
lily speak of Harry; you can car
y this box, If you like. BE keerful @
it, for its got my best bonnet in
/; and here's paper Of yarbs I've s
rought along, if Ally's children k
lould be ailin'-and can carry the d
st" S
"Halloo, Vane, !" shouted a New
ork exquisite, as he caught sight
Harry. "Gallanting Mrs. Noah,
verify believe. Can't you find b
etter business than that 7"
"What be that Teller laughing q
q" demanded Aunt Polly. 81 81
ness I'm as good as he is, and may 81
, a little better, il amt dressed 81
the height of fashion" Il
"Never mind, he is not worth
'ticing," said vane, pleasantly. ei
Here is the carriage. Be careful
'out the steps" b
They were at last seated. The n
rriage contained other occupants, b
d Harry endured, without finch W
3, the scornful glances cast at his p
mpanion. Aunt Polly proved
~ sociable, and entertained
n with a full account of her af- pl
rs, the trouble she had to get on OF
right train, and an impudent al
ow In the cars who wanted her sh
ret J.; the loss OF a paper Of gin ar
cake she had brought for a fic
ch. and various troubles, which mi
acted the attention of their an
w passengers. SCI
{ last Harry deposited Aunt by
y at Alice Vane's door with q &c
ug Of satisfaction. The numer-