Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1888-03-14

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was not for Nannie's sake, either
but, somehow, for the girls whose
life was to have blessed NINE"
"But you did not love your sweet
heart much" ventured Lottie, wink
ing off the salt drops that had col
lected on her lashes.
Not love herr roared the doctor. |
Lord Harry! can a chit like you
undertake to gauge the depths of a
mans soul !"
IF you had, you would have act
ed differently" bravely asserted this
small council of one, sitting in udg-
ment, with her chin resting on her
hand.
"Acted differently" Numbered
the irate doctor. "Pray, Miss Wis
dom, how should / have acted ?"
"You would have said to your
sweetheart--I do not love Mamie,
but / do love her rose. She is going
away, and gave it to me in gratitude.
But give the rose, and myself and
all that / have, to you because love
you better than all the world
Then, don't you see that everything
would have been smooth, and you
would have had all these fifteen years
full of Joy"
Lord Harry, so | should !" ex-
claimed the excited doctor, rising to
his feet John, come in here!" he
called. "Help me wrap up this rose
tree. There, now put it on your
hand-sled and draw it home for this
lady, and set it in the house. And
you, little miss, present it with my
compliments and best wishes to
Henrietta Henshaw. Lord Harry,
what fool !" said the doctor, strik-
ing his bald head vigorous thump,
when left alone.
Lottie did as she was bidden,. Civ
ing Aunt Hetty such a galvanic
shock as nearly to paralyze her.
But the good lady "came to-" enough
to glance furtively down the street,
to see really that the impairment
white thing" was no longer staring at
her from the doctors bay-window.
She had a bay-window too-looking
southward-and into it the women
contrived to roll the great box, with
its wealth of white blossoms.
The doctor, looking stealthily out
from his dismantled corner, drew his
own conclusions.
"Ahem % said Miss Hetty "How
long would it take to work the non
sense you were talking about ?"
81 could get it done by night"
gasped Lottie, all of delicious trem-
BILE.
"Well, child, did not mean to be
cross. Take this and do as you please
with it,"
Lottie's hand closed quickly over
the gold coin-she did not need a
tenth of it-and she worked the
whole afternoon, to the detriment of
her blue eyes and the loss of her sup
per-till on garnet ribbon, broad
satn-stitch of old gold, ornamented
with tiny forget-me-nots, lettered out
the H. B. NJ, which stood not for
Her Britannia Majesty, but for some
one every bit as regal-Henry B.
Manvers-otherwise Harry.
She had run down into the hall,
which was flooded with light, had
greeted Harry, and had just secured
the new band into his hat, when the
parlor doors were thrown open, and
there stood Aunt Hetty, blushing
through the frosts of forty winters,
with great heaps Of white roses mass
ed in her hair, and clustered on her
bosom. DR.. Beach, pompous and
portly, was at her side.
Here, little miss" he shouted, "you
and that young rascal run for the
parson."
The willy physician had armed
with n ring and strip of
paper signed by the town.clerk, and,
before one conld say Jack Robin
son." the knot was tied that trans
formed Miss Henrietta Henshaw into
Mrs. DR.. Beach.
Lottie was so bewildered that she
could never tell whether she said yea
or nay. when Harry asked her to be
his wife. But the "youpg rascal"
seemed to know, for he is building
wondrous castles in the air.
In the sunny parlor, close beside
the great rose-tree, stands an elegant
piano-a birthday offering to little
miss, from her Uncle Doctor"