Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1888-04-11

planned il so--that Halls seat at the
table was opposite Jenny Carrington's.
and he could watch every look and
tone, and was obliged to own her
charms.
IF she were young lady, I'D sur
render in good earnest, for | never
saw anything so sweet" was his men
tai comment. "But widow no, |
can't have anything but Irritation"
For the first few days he hardly
seemed to care to have even that
Tom, watching him with half-shut
eyes, began to believe that Hal was
going to be fool enough to let this OPP
portunity slip him as others had done.
But Hal was only doing little bit
of watching on his own account.
One morning he rose earlier than
Tom, (they shared the same room, as
there was quite number of guests
and strolled down into the pretty gar
den, which was Dicks pet and pride,
and the envy of his neighbors.
AS he was passing rustic summer
house, which was reached by several
steps, a cluster of pink rosebuds sud-
denly fell squarely into his bosom.
He caught the fragrant treasure,
and glancing up, saw, just above him,
Jenny Carrington's bright, piquant
face.
Woodworking" she said, smiling.
Woodworking" answered Hail.
do your matin greetings always take
so fair shape and colori"
mot often" she said. "But you
were so oblivious of all mortal sur
roundings, | couldn't resist the temp
tation to break the SPELL"
"By binding it Closer" said Hal, as
he ran lightly up the steps and joined
her in the pavilion. "She's only a
little flirt," he was thinking. Il may
as well share the sport"
For the next hour he played devot-
ed to the charming young widow in
the little summef-house. The break
fast bell recalled them to the mansion
and the enjoyment of creature com.
forts. Harry pretended not to see the
comical smile around Toms mouth, as
he marched past that gentleman, with
Mrs. Darlington on his arm, but he
saw it all the same, and gave vent to
mental "confound him."
There was little fishing excursion
on foot for the day. Not many fish
were caught, though there was a good
bit of angling with hooks-and other
wise.
But Harry and Mrs. Darlington
were in each others company pretty
constantly. And so, when they went
to their room, Hal, felt called upon to
remark:
Look here, Tom, no observations,
if you please. It's only a Irritation"
Precisely" replied Tom, the very
center of gravity. "Only-remem-
Der edged tools, Hal. She's sharp as
a tack. Pretty widows always are"
Hang pretty widows" growled
Hal, plunging into bed.
"All of EN- ?" asked Tom, innocent
ly. And as Hal vouchsafed no reply,
Tom shook his shoulders with silent
laugh under the covers, before he
went to sleep.
The next day Harry was ready to
play devoted to Mrs. Darlington
again.
But he did it in such a manner that
everybody, even Jenny herself, could
see that he was only flirting with her.
Even Tom decided that Hal really
was not impressed, and called him a
fool for not, at least, trying to secure
so valuable a prize,
But, in reality, Hal was falling
heels over head in love with Jenny,
and but for the fact that she was a
widow, and that he had declared HIM
self able to resist, he would have own
ed it at once.
One afternoon he went down to the
parlor, seeking her, as usual. But no
Jenny was in the room. Out in the
garden, in the rustic summer-house-
no, she was in none of these places.
Dicks wife thought she had gone
out for a walk
"Ill 60 and meet her." said Harry.
He strolled out through the fields
near the house, mentally lecturing
himself for not breaking the spell
which bound him there, and going
back to his work in the city.
There's no sense in this folly" said
he. I'LL go tomorrow and forever
forget and foreswear those bewilder-
ing bright eyes. will no longer al
low myself to-whyp
The exclamation came to stop as
suddenly as Harry's feet did, by what
he saw as he came to an old-fashioned
stile between two meadows, which
Dick, to please his wife, had newly
put there.
On the lower block sat Jenny Car
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