Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1881-11-30


Total.,,.............,........ SO o.
That's all" said the tired girl, let
ting her pencil drop, and breathing
sigh of relief .,.
81 hope she will pay YOU tonight,
murmured old Mrs. Stetson.
"Shc is we'll aware of our needs
none more So was the sad reply
AT the same time she carries her old
habits of saving into her new life, toI
she knows ! shall not charge one-hNli
the price that regular drcssmaker
would. She would have TO pay Nine
Jolifc one hundred dollars, at the
least
well. its Il shame replied her
mother, that you can't get the regular
price when YOU do your work A. well,
and better, in my estimation. Time
was when your father could have
bought and sold Walter Hayden and
now YOU must work your fingers off for
his daughter who has neither YOU cd
Ucation, nor
"Oh, don't, mamma. pleaded
Laura. with little laugh tina, was
partly historical. you only make II
worse for me. YOU see, calling up old
times. just say it will all come right
in the fall, as papa used to; and with
the smile still ON her lips, she turned
the troubled eyes away that her mother
might not see her tears.
For poor, proud Laura, earning q
~cant living for her mother and herself,
had memory of the Haydcns hidden
i'm her heart,
When Bart Hayden, the hands0mest
man i'm New York, some said, had gone
away. only a year before, -he had
Thought Of him for months after, nay,
even till now, with quickcncd pulses
and heightened color. The uayden-
were not wealthy, then but within a
short time they had come into for
tune. and It was rumorcd chat young
Bart was also growing rich through
lucky speculation.
II was lust nine months since the
death of Laura's father. He had drop.
ned down, suddenly, while apparently
in the full enjoyment of health; and
after the funeral it va, found that hl;
affairs we're in very bad condition
In fact, only a small house was left tC
the widow, through the consideration
of creditors, and that far from comfort
ably furnished.
Laura, the child of wealth and fash
ION. her fathers idol, delicate, thor
ouchbred. elegant girl, who had hither
10 summed herself in the warm rays o.
prosperity, and hardly knew whether
.he had heart or not, proved herself
a heroine. Whatever she could find &c
do. she worked NJ with all her heart
Plain sewing, embroidery, drcssmaking
for which She had talent, and con
corning which she had often laughing
~ said that if she had not been ricf
she might have been famous; every
thing wa, undertaken willingly, anC
laborcd at uncomplainingly. She &C
copied the situation, though not with
out some struggles with pride ant
many secret tears.
well, l suppose | must carry The
dress home said Laura.
Mrs. Stetson thought of the tins
when carriage was at the call Of hel
beautiful darling.
Dear. can't / take it, ,hc asked
gazing at her anxiously You lool
ILL.,"
II am ill-that is, my head aches
but the walk will do me good, Laur;
responded, trying TO look bright. Il
is not far to the Haydcns. Do yol
think | would let you carry home m,
work? No, indeed !" and she bent owe
and kissed her mothers forehead.
Out in the air she felt better. Tn
nervous depression from which she sui
fcred gradually left her, and she be
came interested in the sights anC
sounds about her. In gay and beauti
rul dresses, some Of her former &C
quaintances passed her, q few with :
nod of recognition, but most withou
noticing her ut all--little stings thes
were. but she held her bundle firmly
lifted her head trife higher, and pas
sed bravely on. Turning corner, sh'
came full upon an unexpected tableau
\ smartly-dressed boy, with feathe
in his cap, kicking and struggling witt
his nurse, who vainly pulled the obsti
nate child till her face was purple
"Whv, Lucy Why, Benny - OK
claimed Laura, for the girl was nurse
maid at the Hayden's, and Benny tn
youngest hope Of the house. What
all this p
Deed, miss, he's awful said In
girl, nearly crying. when he make
up his mind, it. tiger he Is, mis-
Jest sec him now
Laura spoke few words to the DO
in low tone, and he ceased strugglin
for moment.
We're all at skies and scvens,' sal
the nurse, land the misses is orful nei
vous. Mr.. Bart's just returned froI
Californy, without no warning, an
brought beautiful young lady wit
him. | do suppose it's his wife froI
what | heard-and it quite upset ii
missis, and made such n time Nov
Benny, there's that pliceman so yo
better come"
Laura heard, and for momeI
street and houses wbirled round, s
that she had much ado to keep herse