Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1879-10-22

his cigar when began, but paus
ed with appraised match until l ha,
tinished-and the match burned
his fingers. l thought for a tim,
he was angry st my impetuosity
but his face cleared away, and tn,
old wicked twinkle that / feared
so much, sprang to his eyes. He
grasped my hand, saying
"You are right, my boy; she's
the dearest little wife in the uni
verse. I'm glad you like her,"
After we had finished our cigars
and talked for some time of our
old college days, we re-entered the
house.
Nellie cried Joe. opening the
piano, "fsvor Tom and me with a
tune. He has a passion for music"
perhaps Mr.. Thurston-" be-
gan she, but was interrupted by
Joe.
"No, Nellie, protest. No
mastering around here. It's plain
Tom. Do you hear, Tom 7 She's
to call you Tom and you're to call
her Nellie. Violation to this rule
will incur my eternal displeasure.
Govern yourselves accordingly.
perhaps he will object, Joe,"
pleaded Nellie.
mo, no." exclaimed, at will
please me very much-and-and |
will feel highly honored to be allow
ed to call you by your christian
name"
"Pshaw. Tom it'll please her.
Won't it Nellp
She laughed and gave me a be-
witching look accompanied with a
nod.
81 was going to say" said Nellie,
"tbat perhaps you would sing with
me-"
"No, no; excuse me, can't sing
Nellie"
The word was uttered with
a grasp, and certainly turned
violently red in the face. Joe was
looking at me, and l saw he had
a desperate struggle to control the
muscles of the mouth.
/ was indeed fond of music, but
| was enchanted with her magnifl-
cent voice. The evening passed on
golden wings. Joe ran on his wild
old way; told his jokes and laugh
ed as boisterously as he did when
We roomed together at college. He
did not give US much chance to
join in the conversation, for one
comic anecdote reminded him of
another which he must tell. We ,
both laughed heartily at his stories, ,
and talked volumes to each other
with our eyes.
That night l dreamed I loved
Nellie. (Oh, truthful dream
dreamed she reciprocated that
love. (Oh, vain dreamy Then ,
l dreamed intrigue began. We .
determined to elope. My heart
bled for poor Joe, but felt it was
death to live without her. Now
she has met me under the old elm
south of Joe's house. l see her +,
pale, excited face | feel her nerv- :
BUS hand clasping mine. Now we
ire fleeing! On, on, and now we .
're pursued. Joe is on our track.
The scene changes, and we are on
he river. We glide along smooth
y in a light boat. Now we are !,
afe, and she is mine-mine for
vert But no, Joe still pursues us. :
Now he is close to us. Why can
lot we glide fasterl Joe ap- Y
'roaches swiftly. Now he closes :
n on us. He has caught her in !,
lis cruel grasp. Her beautiful, :.
pleading eyes are raised to mine.
Toe raises knife aloof. / catch
lis arm; we struggle silently to-
,ether. / wrest the knife from
lis grasp and plunge it into his :,
'reast, and he drops from the misty
'oat and sinks beneath the dark .
waves How dark the river has :,
'rown by the pale light of the
noon! The gaunt and CHASTITY
igure Of Mr.. Long suddenly en-
rged from the waves. l saw him :, !,
atch my darling in his long arms, :
nd, before l could interfere, they
ad both disappeared beneath the :,
urbid waves Of the river. This >,
woke me. / arose and resumed ..
ny wearing apperel, bathed my :.
everish face and went forth into
he air to try and exercise the evil :
pirits with fragrant Havana.
BY morning my dream had ceased a