Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1880-12-29

and cane, while he gave seVeraI OF
ders to his clerks and then took
Broadway car for his hotel, where
Miss Jeanette Baldwin also board
ed, and who, all unconscious TO
herself, had in changing her room
that day, been placed Immediately
next the one her betrothed lover
occupied.
So that, when Mr.. Arlington had
gone into his pleasant, warm ROOM
and was hurriedly making few
alterations in his toilet, he was sud-
denly almost petrihed to hear dis
tinctly Jennie Baldwin's voice com
ing though the defective, yawning
crack through the transom over a
connecting door between the two
apartments-a door that had long
been unused, and against which a
large, heavy wardrobe stood on
both sides, SO that the occupants
of either room seldom ever knew
OF its existerce-Jennie Baldwin's
voice, unmistakable in its clear,
positive utterance.
Love BIN, love him! How can
you ask such silly question, Ada Z
It's no question of love, but mon
ey. The idea of anybody's loving
him-horrid old curmudgeon =
And q sudden sensation came
over Mr.. Arlington as if some
one had let an ice cold shower
bath on him. He stopped in the
important act of tying his cravat,
the horrid conviction Supplying
him of whom she was talking.
A second voice, he never had
heard before, answered:
"You are going out driving this
afternoon, aren't you! Oh, how
exquisitely you are touching that
right cheek Jennie. declare no
one would believe it was the worn
of a carmine pencil :"
THAT right cheek !" Mr.. Aving-
ton grew white with horror.
"Flatterer, you could do 1t ar
tistically, if you only thought so
There Ada. l do deserve credi
for my eyebrows, don't II Every
body praises them, know"
And eyebrows, too, exactly q
that scamp of a nephew had said
Mr.. Arlington grew cold and wild
, eyed.
ooh, there goes five o'clock.
had no idea it was so late, Ada
, There's a good girl, do get m
black silk and seal skin, won't you
, Mr.. Arlington likes that suit be;
. of any / wear, be says. Lay thei
=, on the bed, Ada. want to roun
, this limb out trifle more before
dress"
Good Lord! Mr.. Arlington
Mortified ears were fairly deafene
6 He sunk into chair with a groa
IS Cheeks painted! Eyebrow
e penciled! Good Lord, and
= thought she was one of the swee
+ est, most modest of women. Ma
Il ry her-never And to think 81
o only has been thinking of my mo
ey, old curmudgeon' that | al
d Thank heaven, / have been saw
from q terrible fate"
He heard a rustic Of silk
j. skirts in her room, low, music
O. laughter, some commonplace
" marks, and then Jennie's vol
10 again;
~ "There, I'm all ready for my /
-. loved. Don't you envy my ride
And then Mr.. Arlington got
us his chair, his face full Of determi
alton and defiance.
1T 81 wonder if she has any id
m how long it will be before /
IT, charming friend envies her /
at ride with such a horrid old C,
ON murgeon as II Instead of
m ride, Miss Baldwin will see I
v: and hear from my lips my opin
90 Of her."
lea And so, few minutes later,
raped on Miss Baldwin's do
mt and Jennie, herself, fair, bloomi
! a and smiling, opened it--a tall, {
IN CANT woman, symmetrical in fg
an as a Venus, with exquisitely m
ct ing blue eyes, and magnifc'
.b- heavy arching brows ever II
* and u complexion of roses
orsam--just what Mr.. Aving
me- himself had said of herr
If rare, ripe, juicy, fruity," with