Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1892-09-21

man Over-the-Way was waiting
for. We knew there was a "him"
by the way she few to meet the
postman, and fairly Rugged the
letter when she got one, and kind
o'drooped when she didn't. And
there were mighty few days when
she dropped, too.
But his absence didn't seem to
bother Over-the-Way IA bit. She
was busy morning and night fixing
up the cottage for him.
The big bay-window was evident
ly the pride of her life. Every
afternoon she'd put on a pretty
house-dress, snuggle down in a big
armchair right in the middle of it,
and read over her letters.
Harry Roberts thought it was all
for his benefit, until he found, after
repeated trials, that she had no
eyes for him except to find his
Chances and attitude a subject of
mirth. And then one day we found
out why it was she had no eyes for
Harry or any other man-except
one.
1t was the second Sunday, just
before dinner-time-her dinner-time
and she was in the window as
usual. But she had on a new
dress, and to save her she couldn't
sit still in her chair for more than
thirty seconds at time.
All of sudden she clapped her
hands, and gave little jump, and
kissed her hand to somebody we
couldn't see, and ran from the
window. And then young fellow
went striding across the street, and
ran up the steps. The front door
flew open with IA bang, and Over
the-way had him by the arm, and
was dragging him inside in second.
Then she let 60 Of him in a hurry,
and ran in quicker than she came
out. Ii she hadn't, she'd have been
kissed right there on the Front
porch, in pl":" T;;is;nt of everybody.
We knew they'd show up in thu
big bay-window sooner or later
and, sure enough, just after dinner
they came into sight. She wa
clinging to his arm, and just dane
ing on her toes, she was so happy
and just as she was in the mids
of telling him how fine it all was
she discovered us ut the windows
We could see her blush, clear acros,
the street, and her young husband
Strengthened up and looked daggers
But John Berry rose to the occasion
nobly. He had his overcoat anC
hat on--he was just going out-ant
he took off his hat, and made bow
respectful and friendly like, az
much as to say:
Were glad to see you, sir"
And we women clapped our hands
and smiled, as much as to say:
Were glad he's come at last"
And then Over-the-Way and hel
husband saw it was all right, ant
they smiled and bowed, Over-the.
Way patted him on the arm, as
much as to say:
ut is all right now; I'll make W
for lost time"
And then we came away from
the window.
Young Mr.. Over-the-Way-wt
found afterwards that in public
life he was travelling salesman fol
a big drug firm-stayed three days
Then he went away. And Over.
the-Way went up into her bay.
window and bravely kissed her hand
to him till he turned the corner
Then she dropped down into her big
armchair, and turned it's broad back
to us.
He was gone two weeks, and
they were long weeks for Over-the.
Way. But everything human has
an end, and he came back at last
Well, it was the same thing Over
again, only he stayed but one day
Next time it was a week, and after
that it was every Sunday when we
sat down to breakfast we found
them together in the big bay-win.
dow. But Sundays are invariably
followed by Mondays, and poor
Over-the-Way had hard work
enough to lay in happiness enough
in one day to last her six. Still
from Monday morning to Wednes-
day night, she lived OH remem-
brance, and from Thursday norm
ing to Saturday night on antici-
patton, so she got along pretty well
But one day, after six or seven