Alpena argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1893-1909, 1894-06-27

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borne's departure, and her friends
assumption of her place, the argu-
ments which Agnes used must I'M
doubtedly have been pecuniary ones.
As Agnes laid aside her own bonnet
and hepled Milly to fasten her fray
ed, worn cloak, the latter turned to-
ward her with great tear on either
pale cheek, and murmured thank
fully:
ut almost seems as if heaven
sent you here to-day, Agnes. |
have been so worried about mother
that it seems almost impossible for
me to attend to my duties. Who
would ever have imagined such an
odd occurance as this? But you
always were dear kind soul, Agnes
Waldron. God bless you!'
as this the place, Falmouth?"
Eyes; think my sister must have
meant this store"
Two young gentlemen had enter
ed the establishment in which Miss
Waldron, as we have seen, was temp
orarily doing the duties of shop-girl.
One was Louis Falmouth, tall
broad shouldered man, with slight
ly aquiline cast of features and a
genial pleasing expression. His
companion was Ogden Wyllis, dis
tingue, well-formed, and rather strik-
ingly dressed, with an air that had
at all times a touch of the supercil-
Gus and naughty.
"What is this nonsense, LOUISE"
the latter asked, as they approach
ed the very counter behind which
Agnes was standing-"what is this
nonsense that you are commissioned
topurchase? By Jove! Agnes Wal
dronw
Both gentlemen recognizing Ag-
mes almost at the same moment,
raised their hats, as if it were SIM
ultaneously. Louis Falmouth lean
ed across the counter, and extended
his hand, saying, in the profound
est amazement:
"This is wholly unexpected, Miss
Waldron. | did not know"
''That | was shop-girl at Petit
bone & Co. 's?" she interrupted, with
perfect seriousness of manner and
voice.
The words were uttered quite
loud enough for Ogden Wyllis to
hear, and he waited to hear no more.
"A common shop-girl by day."
he muttered, walking rapidly to-
ward the door, "and a society-belle
by night. Heavens, Ogden Wyllis,
what an escape for you! How is it
possible to tell who people are in a
city like this? Washington, | bid
you farewell tomorrow morning."
Louis Falmouth accompanied Ag-
mes and her parents to the theatre
that evening, and from the ami
mated conversation kept up between
them during the entr' actes Of the
play, it was evident that some de-
cidedly interesting topic absorbed
the attention of both. And, in
truth, Agnes was telling her COM
panion the story of how she had
benevolently taken poor Milly Os-
borne's place behind the counter
that afternoon at Pettibone & Co, s.
1t mattered very little to Louis Fall
mouth, deeply in love as he was
with Agnes Waldron, whether she
really belonged to the corps of shop
girls in that establishment, or was
the sole heiress of Gregory Wal
dron's immense wealth. But the
story amused him greatly, and when
Agnes had concluded, he drew from
his waistcoat-pocket small slip Of
paper, and read her its contents in
a low voice:
DEAR LoUIs:-I leave Washing
ton tomorrow morning. Our RI
valry with relation to the charm
ing Miss Waldron has come to an
abrupt ending. | withdraw from
the contest. My wife must be a
lady-not an adventures, and no
body.
WILLS"
1t was not many days before the
engagement Of Agnes Waldron and
Louis Falmouth was made public to
the large circle Of the latter's New
York friends. What were Mr.. Og-
den Wyllis' feelings on discover
ing-as he must subsequently have
discovered-into how grave an error
he had fallen, complete ignorance
prevents ms from stating. Let us