Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1880-06-02


At that moment / heard Di calling
me, and, fearful that she might
come up and wake poor Emily,
turned quickly, put down the gas
and closing the door softly behind
me, and crammingmy handkerchief
and tablets as I thought, into my
pocket, ran down stairs.
The morning after her ball cou-
sin Di aud her latest conquest,
Doctor Rutherford, were chatting
in the drawing-room, while l sat
by, feeling a spiteful pleasure in
playing propriety, because he so
evidently wished me ont Of the
way. To this day l believe but for
my presence he would have made a
fool of himself and proposed to Di.
Well, they were chatting, and he
for he was naturally rather a grand
and dignified sort of person-was
looking "spooney" enough, when
Di said, sweetly, smiling up into his
face
"Please ring that bell, Doctor
Rutherford want you to see my
birthday gift from my dear papa"
Then, to the servant who answer
ed her summons: "Tell my maid
to bring my new smelling-bottle,"
she said; and, again to her ador-
err: "You'll stay and lunch with
US, will you not!"
He assented eagerly, and, after
a few more compliments on his
part, and laughing rejoinders on
hers, the door was once more open
ed, and Emily appeared upon the
Threshold.
Shall ever forget her as she
looked at that moment, standing
motionless for second space, just
inside the room? The slight,
black-robed figure, so pathetic in
its mournfnl grace the sad, dark
eyes that seemed to hide a world |
of untold troubled in their depths
the mall head, crowned with sim
pie bands of soft, brown hair, and
lowered with slight but graceful
reverence as she met her mistress
eyes. Nay, even the catching OF
her breath and flushing of her
cheek at finding herself in the
presence of a stranger-these
things are stereotyped like a pic
ture on my memory, never to be
obliterated.
"You sent for your smelling-hot-
tie, Miss Devlin," said she, and as
her sweet voice stole into the room
saw Doctor Rutherford start, and
look at her with evident interest
and admiration. 81 came to ask
you where l shall find itp
Di looked at her in surprise.
"You should be able to answer
that" replied she, sharply. at was
lying on my toilet-table when | left
my room last night. Did you not
put it away :"
NO." replied Emily. "No, Miss
Devlin, | never touched it; l re-
member seeing it on the table af-
ter you went down stairs, but |
was so very tired that / fell asleep
for little, and have no recollec-
ton of seeing it afterward. Are
you sure you did not take it away,
Miss Devlin! Oh, pray think
try to remember have been
searching for 1t everywhere in
vain If you have not got it, where
can it be :"
"Where can it bei" repeated Di.
loudly; flaming up all at once into
a sudden passion. at is you who
will have to answer that question
and in court of justice, too, if it
is not forthcoming Immediately
What jewel like that disappear
from my own room in my own
house, while my maid is in charge,
and she not know itl Monstrous
A very pretty story, truly! You
must think me credulous, indeed
Now listen--every servant in this
house, except yourself, has lived
with my father for years you are
the only stranger, and the bottle
was left in your care. 1t is miss
ing. and suspicion falls on you. II
it is not found, or restored to me
at once, ] shall have you arrested
and taken to prison for theft, as
surely as we both live !"
1t is impossible to describe the
rapidity and fury with which she