Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1885-04-01

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hunted all through the Doctors books
and l don't lind any symptoms that re
semble mine so much as those laid dowI
for consumption.
''Do you coughp"
"No, but have all the other symp
toms, and I'm so languid and have n,
appetite; don't know what can make
ME SO"
Have you had advicc9" asked Mrs
Fargo, anxiously.
why, no. You know l have all tn,
doctors books and his prescription,
and formulas, and-everything. dom
need TO consult anybody"
but, my dear child, you are surely
not trying TO treat yourself in so grave
case, thing the wisest and mos
skillful physicians never attempt You'll
poison yourself, that's what you'll do. y
Mrs. Pullyn looked ut her with midi,
plying superiority.
Nobody could possibly know NOR,
about IL than he did," she said, land
nobody could understand my constitu
ton SO well. II the medicines he pre-.
scribed do no good, nothing could dc
good"
l. yOu W HitNC DttH DOIH
in India" said Ella.
Amelia turned her large, languid eyes
toward the speaker, and her resigned
smile provoked Ella to go ON.
81 think the Indian plan much better
than yours. l should greatly prefer be-
ing burned at once to slowly sacrificing
myself by. swallowing my husbands
medicines.
AT this moment n lovely little girl
bounded into the room, and ran to EN-
brace her mother. Mrs. Pullyn kissed
her with effusion, then took her upon
her lap, and looking over her brown
curly head at Mrs. Talbot, said gently:
"You can't suppose want to die Pr
why, certainly not" responded
Mrs. Fargo, again taking up the word,
land We don't intend to let you, either.
So, to prevent it shall just take you in
hand myself. Come here, Pet" hold
ing out her hands to the little girl,
Come tell grandma you pity name,
sweet"
"Go to the lady, Gracie," said her
mother, ''go kiss the lady,"
Oracle went shyly. holding on to her
mothers hand, and only staying long
enough to plant hasty kiss ON Mrs
Fargo's chin, then ran back to her
refuge in her mothers lap.
Yes, indeed" resumed Mr.. Fargo.
81 shall just take you in hand myself.
Your mother and l were schoolmates,
and | was always very fond of her,
which gives me sort of right over her
daughter. You shall come down to the
city with me next week. My own house
is all in disarray with the painters and
paperers, but will stop with my sister,
and you shall see n physician"
Amelia did not reply, save by her
melancholy smile. She seemed to be
rejecting, however, and presently she
said
"Are you going to the city next
week."
Eyes, for few days. l want to see
what the people are doing in my house,
and get measured for dress or two be-
fore my dressmakcr is crowded. Won't
you come with mcp'
81 have been thinking of going down.
have tooth that troubles me. /
ought to have it attended to, suppose"
Eyes, indeed, you never can be too
prompt about a matter of that kind.
Well, where shall VIC mcet?"
IL don't know; perhaps won't 90"
'Oh, yes, you must; Elias is nearest
the railroad. / shall drive over Sunday
evening, and take you back to stay over
night with me, and we'll start Monday
morning"
REALLY, don't know, my health is
SO uncertain" objected the widow. But
Mrs. Fargo was not to be put off.
81 shall come for you," she said, rs
she kissed her goodbye at the front
door. land mind you're ready. Oracle
will come, too"
"Oh, yes, if go, sighed the widow,
II never leave Oracle behind"
So, down to the city came Mrs. Fargo
and Mrs. Pullyn, an amiable dragoness
flying peaccably away with her victim
by steam train.
Mrs. Trims house stood i'm n quiet
uptown street, across which the tall
trees met in friendly conference. Mrs.
Trim met them in the hail. an elderly
woman whose once blonde hair had
faded to yellowish white, and whose
corpulcncy bOrdcrcd upon the miracu-
lous. She kissed Amelia affectionatelv.
though she had never seen her before,
and leading her into the parlor left her
there while she withdrew TO the sitting
room with her sister.
"You heve been very prompt" she
said, seating herself in her own espe-
cially wide-armed chair. IL was sur
prised to find you had one already on
hand, rs it were"
II had never thought much about her
until your letter came" returned Mrs.
Fargo, land don't know now whether
it will amount to anything. They are
both so dull, 1t seems like trying to
strike fire with two wet sticks"
Meantime in the parlor Amelia had
taken off Gracie's hat, and was holding
the housekeeping child upon her lap,
and looking abstractedly out through
the blinds into the quiet street. 1t was
characteristic of Mrs. Fargo that she
had not mentioned her sisters name,
and Amelia was wondering in her own
mind how she should address her hos
tess upon their next meeting, when n
gentleman entered by door Mt the end
of the room and came directly toward
the sofa near where she sat. He was n
tall, fair man, with little professional
stoop in the shoulders. DIR. Albert
Trim, in fact, coming, according to his
habit, to rest few moments before
dinner in the shaded parlor.
He was close upon Amelia before he
saw her, and she slowly rising, and let
ting Oracle slip to the floor, confronted
him with suppressed scream.
what, you'll" exclaimed the doctor,
coming to sudden stand.
"YOu! repeated Amelia, echo like.
'In my house ~ continued the doc
tor.
81 never knew it was your house, you
may be sure, and I'll go out of it at
once" She snatched up Gracie's hat,
and turned toward the door, dragging
the child after her.
"You shall not stir. l am delighted
to see YOU here; you shall never leave
II shall leave, and this moment, too. ~
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