Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1889-05-08

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Were you often with him?"
Eyes, William is as ardent q lover
OF music as myself. He took me fire.
quently to concerts and the opera.
But he knew perfectly well of my COR
respondence with DR.. Forester, and
believed we were as good us engaged.
/ am sure he never regarded me other
than friend, and just cared for me
anyway because | was your cousin.
Don't you remember telling him TO
take care of me?'
Eyes, yes. Well, know some one
filled his heart and mind with doubts.
You should have cleared all those
away, Claire. You would have been
happier"
Tears filled Clairc's eyes. She
turned her head away, as her aunt
entered the room.
Harry returned to the bonnet SUBJ
ject, and IL few moments after Claire
went out.
"She is dear, good girl; really an
angel OF mercy. Many weary hearts
bless her." Harry's mother said, as the
door closed after Cluire's retreating
steps.
Saturday afternoon came, and Claire,
in the prettiest little cottage bonnet
Imaginable, dovc-color, with trim
mings of the same shade, presented
herself, ready to accompany Harry to
the promenade concert.
Even Nettic had to admit the bonnet
looked well enough as Claire was
just leaving off her mourning, worn
for her mother.
Harry declared her prctticr than he
had ever seen her before.
Claire he said, rs they turned
from admiring painting on exhibit
ton in window, ''looh at that child
standing at the corner! See how Gag
erly she looks into the faces passingr'
"Oh, yes; and see, too, how much
anguish there is in her face Come,
we will speak to herr said Claire, APP
preaching the little girl.
just then the child's eyes rested an
instant on Claire. With glad cry she
sprang forward, and caught hold of
her dress, saying:
You are kind! Oh come with me;
mamma is dying. | don't know what
to do. They sent me for n doctor.
Where can go TO get one?'
"Go with her; | will step over the
way to DIR. Halls, and overtake you"
Harry said, Fastening off.
On their way, Claire learned from
the child, her mother was q stranger
in W. She had come from Vir-
ginia in quest of work. The friends
she expected to find were out of town;
that all their little money was spent,
and her mother grew sick few days
ago, and she feared would die, because
she could not buy medicine, and was
so weak from hunger.
Claire hurried on, but before they
had gone three squares, Harry over
took them.
"Dr Hall was out, but / found an
other. He is coming; will reach there
us soon as we," he said.
Claire was bending over the six wom-
an, when quick, firm step, entering
the room, caused her to turn and raise
her eyes, to meet those of the doctors.
Forgetting all the doubts of the past,
she sprang forward with extended
hands, crying:
Il am so glad you have Gomez and
then, with the consciousness of the
emotion she had shown, came waves OF
crimson over her fair face; and step
ping back, she turned to the sobbing
child, and sought to comfort her.
Warren Forester had caught the
extended hand and pressed il warmly.
His eyes eagerly sought Claire's, but
they had dropped and turned away.
Thus they met, after five years Of
doubt and bitter yearnings.
The suffering woman was soon re-
stored to consciousness, and Claire,
having placed in the child's hand
money sufficient TO obtain every thing
needful, and promising TO come and see
her the next day, went out to join
Harry. whom she expected to find
waiting for her. TO her great sur.
prise DIR. Forester, who had left the
room several minutes before, came uI
TO her and said:
Your cousin left you in my charge;
will you come with me, ClaircP'
His voice was gentle. pleading. She
raised her eyes to find in his all the
love OF years. Joyous tears filed hen
own, as she placed her hand in his,
and was assisted into his carriage.
I'm not going TO take you to tho
music, Claire, nor home either, just
yet want TO have you to myself fol
awhile. I've so much to say. But tel
me first; that glad wclcome--was il fol
the physician, or mePn
Both" she answered. ingenuously
BLESS you, my darling! Now al
the doubt Of years are cleared away
Oh, Claire, why not have saved me al
these years OF loneliness and sorrow
Why not have answered me tina
dayP"
81 could not; | was 50 surprised, 3,
hurt, that you had doubted me-" Clair,
answered, In n low, trembling voice.
''Oh, I thought. | had just cause
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