Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1880-09-08

"Tell me all about hint"
"There isn't much to tell. III,
asked me to marry him. He wa
going to Australia. l couldn'
leave father and mother lyon know
they were both feeble) and hi
couldn't stay here. That was all.
"And you-you-"
"Now all men besides are to mC
like shadows"
"And you have not heard of him
since 7"
Eyes, he wrote, but where was
the use y 1t could never come to
anything. 1t was better for him to
forget me and marry. | was a
milestone about his neck. | did
answer his last letter.
"And supposing he should re-
turn some day, would yon marry
him 7"
Il dare say" laughed Della, gent
| ly, as if the idea was familiar, "let
the neighbors laugh ever so nicely.
I've thought of it sometimes, sit
ting alone, when the world was
barren and commonplace. One
must have recreation of some kind
you know. Everybody requires a
little romance, q little poetry to
flavor everyday thinking and do
ing. I'm afraid you'll think me a
silly old maid, Mrs. Clement"
mo, the heart never grows old.
The skin shrivels, the color departs,
the eyes fade, the features grow
pinched, but the soul is heir to
eternal youths as beautiful at
fore-score as at sweet sixteen and
twenty
"Time makes amends for the
ravages of the body by developing
the spirit. You didn't tell me
your lovers name. Perhaps you
would rather not"
ellis name is Stephen Langdon.
Sometimes Capt. Seymour runs
against him in Melbourne and brings
me word how he looks and what he
is doing; though | never ask, and
Stephen never asks for me that |
can hear"
Delia's summer boarders were not
a success to be sure. If they took
no money out of her pocket, they
put none in. She was obliged to ekt
out her support with copying fol
lawyer Dunmore and embroidering
for Mrs. Judge Dorr, One by one
of her boarders dropped away like
the autumn leaves, all but old Mrs
Clement.
81 believe I'll stay on" she said
~ am getting to old to move often
Perhaps you take winter boarder
at reduced rates, eh 2"
"Do you think my terms high (!
"By no means. But when one'
purse is low
"Yes / know. Do stay at you
own price, ! can't spare you" Sh
had grown such a fondness for tn
} old lady that to refuse her at he
) own terms would have seemed lik
turning her own mother out of door
besides, one month more would nc
: signify. But she found it hard {
make both ends meet, and ofte
: went to bed hungry, that her mothe
and Mrs. Clement might EMO
enough, without there appearing t
be "just pattern"
At Christmas, however, came
ray of sunshine for Della, in til
shape Of hundred dollar bill frol
y an unknown friend.
= at can't be meant for me" 81
" cried.
at is directed to Della Roge
" son." said her mother "and there
D nobody else of that name, now tn
your aunt Della is dead"
u 1--WE are not sure she's dead
. objected Della.
! Horrors! Don't know wheth
d your own aunt is dead or alive
. asked Mrs. Clement, in a shock,
tone.
- at isn't our fault. She is ri
;. and lives abroad. / was named {
" her. | used to look in the gla
!, !, and try to believe / would inher
u her beauty with the name, thou
: she was only our great uncl
wife,"
: "She ought to do something
: you."
. allow can she IL she is dead