Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1890-09-10

And when DIR. Plimpton was deep
in some learned medical book, Posy
crept out of the room, and making
her way into the frosty starlight, at the
back of house, set about kindling a fire
of dry sticks, leaves and mosseS. Up
OH this she inundated as on a funeral
pyre, the luckless crows nest, and
watched it burn with a sort of savage
satisfaction.
Until, suddenly hand fell lightly
on her shoulder.
Are you making Rembrandtes-
que pose of yourself, Posy ?" asked a
cheerful voice. And there in the
rising and falling flames stood Capt
ain Rolf Cardigan before her.
"No" said Posy, crisply.
"Then what are you doing?'
I'm burning that horrid old crows
nest" Posy made reply, giving the
flames an additional poke with the
forked stick that she held in her hand.
Burning the crows nest, Posy ?
what for?''
Because I'm sick and tired of the
sight of it," said Posy. There
And l wish id never climbed up for
it. But-but / only wanted people
to know that | could climb, and that
| wouldn't be dared"
"Posy!" said the captain.
"Well?' defantly retorted Miss
Plimpton.
1T is me you are angry with, not
the crows nest"
"Well," said Posy. "And if it is p
"In that case" said Captain Rolf
81 shall accept Lieutenant Command
er Gorringe's proposal and 60 up to
the Polar Sea with him. It's dam
gerous expedition. No one ever yet
came back from the Frozen Straits
alive "
"Oh |" cried Posy, her limpid eyes
dilated with horror.
But what difference does it make p
somberly observed Captain Cardigan
"if ones friends don't care for one r.
Come, Posy, may rs well out with
it. did love you very dearly. ]
was trying to muster up courage to
ask you to be my wife before this alb
surd business of the crows nest. Oh
course that silly bravado was all non.
sense. If old Nabby Clipper had
climbed up first, do you suppose
would have married her ?"
Posy burst out laughing at the idea
of rheumatic old Aunt Nabby Chip
per climbing the oak tree. And she
burst out crying at the dreadful posi-
bility of the Frozen Straits. But
Captain Cardigan kept solemnly on
without the least change of express
ion.
"But it's all over now," said he
Good-by, Posy. Perhaps you would
be kind enough to make my adieu tc
your father? don't suppose l shall
ever see him again"
Posy came up close to him. She
ventured to put one little hand softly
on the shaggy sleeve of his coat.
"Did-did you really love me
Rolf?" she said.
Better than the whole world, y
sturdily answered Rolf.
"Do you love me now?"
Desperately
Then" said Posy, resolutely, you
shan't stir one step to the Frozen
Straits"
He bowed his head.
admiral Posy," said he, "you, and
you alone, are my chief commanding
officer. | receive my orders from you
But don't you think that it's almost
pity that"
THAT what ?" said Posy, almost
Historically.
THAT you burnt up that beautiful
crows nest"
DIR. Plimpton was still puzzline
what he should do about that insolublt
problem Of Posy, when the dool
opened and the young lady herself
come in, with the Captain at her side
"Eh !" said DR.. Plimpton. "How
What? You don't mean"
please, sir" said the Captain, with
mock gravity, may have Posy ?
YES" said DR.. Plimpton, with ,
long sigh of relief, with all my
heart"
And so Posy was married ant
lived happily ever after. But sh,
colors like rose and puts her hant
OH her husbands mouth when he Begin
to tell the story about a certain crow
nest which once occupied the tol
bough of an old oak tree.
And he laughs and says: "It's onl,
q fairy story, my DEAR
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