Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1888-01-11
anxious to get away from each other .

anxious to get away from each other"
he said with relieved laugh, as he
unfastened the two boughs that had
scraped back and forth upon one
another all through the night.
But even while he was speaking, his
foot touched something that was GER
tainly neither tree nor stone. Stoop-
ing, with sudden apprehension, his
nervoless hands rested upon the body
of a human being.
A woman still and inanimate, yet
living, for no chill of death met his
touch.
"Good heavens" he cried, lit is
Ginny p
To lift her in his arms was the in
stinct of common humanity no less
than remorseful love, and he bore
her out to the carriage with no thought
beyond the desire to find help, and at
once. Half mile or so beyond, the
road branched off into side track
that led to the Major farm. Gusts
knew the way only too we'll, and took
it promptly, careless of the reception
he himself might receive.
Poor little Ginny No sound from
her closed lips gave evidence of life,
though love and tardy repentance
cried out for some token.
Speak to me, Ginny!" he beg
ged. Forgive me, my darling-my
little wife !" And yet no answer
came.
At the farmhouse all was silent
and dark, save for a feeble light that
shone through one of the upper win
dows. At the sound of wheels the
window was raised, and a voice which
Gusts recognized as old Sabra's cried
out.
"Bress de Lord Is dat var de
doctor at las Z"
NO." he answered. 81 wish to
heaven it were !! Come down here,
Sabra-or send somebody to help me.
Your Miss Ginny' (unconsciously
falling into the southern form Of
speech sis sick"
MARS Fletcher !" the cid woman
cried, in establishment and in a few
moments he heard her fumbling with
the fastenings of the door. go de
Lord" said she, "whar you fin Miss
Ginny, Mars Fletcher
"Out in the woods" he answered,
briefly. where's everybody? And
what was she doing out alone at this
time of night 2"
Between them they had carried the
inanimate form into the house, and
laid it tenderly upon the old sofa in
the sitting room.
"Now, what's the meaning of all
this ?" he asked again, quite forget
ting that he had long since disclaim.
ed all right to be consulted as to his
wife's movements.
"De baby don TUX SICK" said she
ian Mars Joe an Miss Sally, dey
was gone down de Neck, an warn
a-comin' back till to morrow, an dert
warn't nobody but just us two. Ant
lors, Mars Fletcher, Use done scair
to go trough de Hollow, so Miss
Ginny said for me to stay an take
cab OBJ de baby, an she'd 60 fer d.
DOCTOR"
The baby Whose baby?" hi
cried, in bewilderment.
Miss Ginny's baby" answered thu
old woman, with a defiant attempt t.
excuse her own cowardce. IF Mars
Fletcher d been here, 'twouldn't {
been no need fer woman to CO."
His child! Poor little Ginny
And he never knew. From the depth.
of his suffering at that moment, Fletch'
er Gusts vowed that come what might
he would prove that repentance was
no mere lip service with him. His
wife and child chow the mere thought
thrilled HIM should never again
lack his care and protection.
There was slight movement on
the sofa, faint fiutter of the eyelids
and then a weak voice that struggled
to find words.