The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1892-02-27
a TALE OF rwo CITIES.
the Girl Who Was Making Coiisctios
OF Souvenir spoons.

The Girl Who Was Making Coueottop
OF Souvenir spoons.
Mabel Maumee. divinely farm In q
gown as soft and rich as the autumnal
sunset reclined In low, easy chair.
the waves OF warm color from the
glowing September fire touched here
and there without severity. enrichine
the pale tints OF the dainty gown.
shimmering with gold her wavy hait
and shading into warm love the mar
BILE features always SO divine and
fair yet too often frozen with SUBJ
dued reserve. It was her last day 10
Detroit Mable Maumee was from
Toledo. that little city whore fair
face Is as fair ms peak Of snow on
mountain of mud. Though fair as
SNOWFALL in bin OF coal she was fair
as a lily In field OF roses. Beautiful
in Toledo where q fair fuce, is for
tune> she was beautiful in Detroit
where beautiful girls are as plentiful
as drops of water in Lake Michigan.
For one month she had been visiting
In Detroit and she sat in luxurious
Jefferson avenue mansion. musing be-
fore the glowing fire.
Mabel sat musing with faint wreaths
Of pleasure caressing the fair features
There was a sharp ring OF the cleo trio
bell A faint blush suffused her face.
1t was gladstone blush. and when
the hall door opened she greeted
Claudius Martius with subdued but
hearty expressions OF welcome.
Claudius was an athlete straight and
sinewy. elastic of step. graceful In
motion and in reposc. had well-set
head on a good length Of neck. His
handsome and intelligent face re-
1ected stern determination. For
one month his tall and sinewy form
had been groveling at the feet OF
he loved her. Her fair face and To-
ledo tout ensemble tortured his soul
He adored her with all the strength
and agility OF his athletic heart. His
| willowyl form wabbled with the very
weight OF his malleable- devotion.
Mabel Maumee saw tits galvanized
love fluttering around in his breast
With q pang Of regret she realized
that the time had come when she
must say something or saw wood.
With two steps and half he reached
the palpitating Mabel and folded her
divine form in his strong arms:
mabel. love you with all the
trained fervor Of my great heart
Love! Oh. how do love! My heart
is chock full OF it; my life is wrapped
up in it and If you take the wrapper
off I'll go into politics. Soul of my
| life. don't desert me and ruin my di-
gestion. Sweet Mabel. you must hear
me- and heaven knows II you don't
I'll speak louder"
Mable Maumee was visiby affected.
and her divine form quivered with
agitation. She buried her fair face in
her new fall suit aud sobbed some.
He disinterred the face. and strewed
warm kisses over the cosmetic coat
and poured words OF love into her
ear, chances Of love into her eyes. but
her lips moved not
mabel. have you deceived mep" he
cried. with blazing look OF terror
Have you led me to this brink to see
me fall to the depths OF despairp Can
1t be that you love mo not and will
let this great love go to waste? Speak
to me, fair one. and tell me I'm fool
ishr
'Oh. forgive ME. Claudius!" she
begged as she chung to his neck and
sobbed beseechingly. Tomorrow
go to Toledo This ia my last night
in your fair city. Ill only wanted
souvenir spoon. detroit News.