Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1884-08-27

mana; ana holding 1t longer than need
full, thought Vera.
"Ah, that hateful old herbarlum
again! How detest the sight of IL
how 1t has bored me! But must tel
you; We were driving home from the
mountains, aunty, Harold. and /
aunty uoutd come this way-and the
horses took fright, of course they know
she is timid-just half mile away, and
spilled us out, and bruised her so badly
she il unable TO go further
Its an i'll wind that blows nobody
good, see" said Lawrence, unfceling.
ly; but now that you have taken breath
let me introduce you 10 my old friend
Miss Endicott. Vera, / suppose you
have heard that you know Miss Rose
Allen and l are going to take each
other for better or worseP"
II am sure IL will be all for the bet
ter" Vera said.
THAT depends upon whether he burns
the herbarium or not" laughed Rose
and then they went in 10 tea, and Vera
ate her muffin and drank her chocolate,
and talked and laughed with the rest,
took an inventory OF tho charms of Rose,
chided herself for having made tho grim
mistake of thinking that he loved her
still. But the world was no longer the
cheerful sphere she had known. Tho
sun had set and the stars had not aris.
| en-.
IL knew he was only making believe
with Miss Endicott," said Miss Scott.
"Sho'll be left out in the cold after this
with vengeance, IL seems pity,
too, to be disappointed, at her age; but
then she had no business TO expect any
thing"
Ii seemed TO Vera, however, as the
days went by, as if Rose loved better to
sit and battle her aunts bruises or read
novels to her than TO lloat on the stream
in Mr.. Lawrence's wherry, or TO drive
behind his ponies over the hill country,
and that this preference on the part of
his sweetheart in no wise annoyed Mr..
Lawrence.
"They are the qucerest lovers" said
Miss Hughes. 81 do believe he was
happier before she came"
One day, when Mr. Lawrence had
gone up to town on business for few
hours, as Vera was returning from u
lonely walk, passing through q littlo
wood, she heard the murmur of voices.
"But why should you hesitate when
you love me, dearph said a deep tone.
because Aunt Hitty will never for
give me for letting Mr.; Lawrence's for
tune go out of the family; she has set
her heart upon it," And just then Vera
ca nc face to face with Rose Allen in the
arms of strange young man. "a
thousand pardons," she said, little
stiilly.
'Let me tell you-let me explain"
cried Rose, as Vera hurried away.
"You must think am such hypocrite,
Miss Endicott Listen. Aunt Hitty
never gave me any rest till l accepted
Mr.. Lawrence, and | don't think he
cared much, either think she mado
him be icve l was languishipg for love
of him. Tom-that is, Mr.. Crcbore -
had no money then, neither had |. She
forbade him the house. Since then Tom
I mean Mr.. Crebore -has speculated
or something, and made enough to be-
gin life with, and now he wants me to
break with Mr.. Lawrence; but it's SO
bard TO tell lover you have been mis-
taken, or that you knew all the while
you didn't love him, but Just was going
to marry him for his money, isn't itp
You are his friend, Miss Endcott; you
have known him for ages; can't you
break ii 10 him for mcp" pleaded Rose.
81 break it to Mr. Lawrence?n re-
peated Vera, all the color fading from
her face. "How can /? ] would be
glad to help you; but--but it will break
his hearth just then shadow fell be-
tween them, and Mr.. Lawrence himself
laid gentle hand on Vera's arm. "No,
it will not break his heart he said,
aside. IL have heard it all, Rose. l
came out to meet you; they told me at
the house that you were walking this
way. am glad TO know this before it
is too late. Rose, / give you leave to
be happy with Mr.. Crebore. As for
me-
"You arc very good, laughed Rose;
"but doubt if you love me any better
than | love you, Mr.. Lawrence. 1t
was all mistake from beginning to
end
"But ais we'll that ends we'll
Didn't you find Miss Rose?' asked
turned to the vcranda together.
"ics, | found Miss Rose--and lost
her too"
"Wherc did you leave her?'
81 left her in good hands, Miss
Scott
81 though there was something in
the wind" averred Miss Scott, when
the facts became known. "Mr. Law
renee was so snappish."
when you Tilted me, Vera, / was
unhappy" he said, before his depar-
ture
"And now"
81 shall write you love-lctier from
Grasmere. Mary ~ Prescott, IN Hor.
per'S Bdzdr.