Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1890-10-08

would hear from that mutton befor,
morning; but l did not, ma'am. AL
quiet; all serene. My wife she did no
sleep so well-she is a poor sleeper
and the baby did not sleep at all, she
says. She says she walked him up ant
down the room pretty much all nigh
long. j told her not to mind me, to de
just exactly as she pleased; not to worry
about my breakfast and my dyspepsia.
had brought her here to have her pleas
ure and I could manage TO get along
And now, ma'am, what shall we do thit
morning?
What! Going to leavep Going away
Oh, you had better not go! You had bet
ter stay day or two longer Why,
am not going for two or three days yet
Well, ifyou can't stay But am rea
sorry. never did meet a lady whose
society enjoyed more than yours. 1!
that your hack, now?"
YES"
"Well, ] an sorry. I thought We
were going to have real good time to
gether. You can't change your mind;
Well, am sorry. Let me call my wife
to tell you goodbye. Oh, it's no dis
turbance; she is just in her room. Mary
Maryw
There was no answer either to the cal
or the knock upon the door, near which
we unfortunately were standing. Be
fore preventive could be thought Of
1t was flung open by his strong, quick
hand.
"Come in! Come right in, ma'am
Here's Mary! She will be delighted tc
sec you, and right sorry to hear that you
arc going away"
The woman, not attempting TO rise
sat as she was nursing her baby The
black dress Of last night lay thrown
across trunk. She wore faded red
calico wrapper; her hair, which had not
yet been combed, hung in two long,
thick, tangled plaits. Her face was
still as beautiful as the night before,
only the daylight showed what the dim
light had not, the hectic spot in each
transparent cheek and the feverish
brilliancy in her eyes.
Eyes, ma'am, the baby is considered ia
favor me; he Is what is called in these
parts 'growthy.' ! tell Mary he looks
as II he were going to be self-made,
too"
Undoubtedly"
Growthy! with six months progress
Of nose and mouth toward the original
self-made type, and breakfasting as il
he too had chronic dyspepsia, his heavy
little hands grasping and pulling the
breasts to which his large mouth chung
determinately. And ale had to be the
mother of this, and the wife of that Oh
destiny!
A photograph had dropped from her
hand to the floor. 1t was easy enough
to see the face-not so pretty as Mary's,
but stronger. And this was her first
day in the grave; her first day of rest
on earth, perhaps.
"Well, ma'am, you must excuse Mary.
She is only country girl, and has not
had advantages like you and me-"
The professor was forced to the apol,
ogy, for when the photograph was
silently laid in the hand that clasped
tho baby, Mary bowed her head and
wept bitterly.
"Well ma'am, / really have enjoyed
your conversation. appreciate culture
wherever find it. am sorry you can
not see the Male and Female College,
ma'am. ] would take pleasure in show.
ing you over 1t, ma'am. ] would have
been pleased to explain to you my sys'
tenn Of co-education of the sexes, ma am.
Some people are afraid to tackle co-educa.
ton, but / consider, ma'am, that have
made success of 1t. would have
liked you to see my class in higher
ma'am. Why, ma am,
have a black board as tall as that OK.
tends all around the room! At every
recitation it is covered with figures and
problems. We use up one entire box Of
chalk every day, ma'am. /"
Here the driver Of the hack whipped
up his mules. Grace King, In Harper's
Bazaar