Alma record. (Alma, Mich.) 1878-1928, 1895-08-02

low deck chair and gasped and looked
across at the two.
well, she said, "now this Is fearful.
There would be q good half hour before
Henry returned, and In that good half
hour 1t was necessary 20 decide what was
TO DO done. What was quito clear was that
the creature must have had some encour-
agement TO induce her 10 write such let
ter, and
why she Is taking his armP' she
cried.
Indeed, Miss Constance Baggo was rest
Ing her hand on tho arm of Mrs. Stewards
husband Horny was carrying her banjo,
ard, looking back, laughingly waved 1t at
his wife
Does this mean, asked Mrs. Stewart
distractodly. that they will never como
backY'
Tho letter seemed to explain his slight
difference in agreeing to the lady's dis
missal. 1t explained also why when Miss
Bagge had that morning mado her unex-
pected appearance on the bank, hailing tho
boy with a shrill Hi" Henry had only
laughed very much
Mrs Stewart summoned tho boy.
"Yes, mem, there Is n trino up liter than
this. 1t leaves Thames Dltton at ll:i5,
and you got TO good old Waterloo at about
ten TO II. And l wish TO Gawd, " added
the boy piously, that ! was there nah.
This plico is lump too quiet for me. ="
That would give half an hour TO speak
her mind TO Henry Of he did como back
Just half an hour 10 extract from him a
confession and then rush for the last
train up. At Waterloo she could take a
cab TO Uncle Georges, and if Uncle George
couldn't see her through, why, nobody
could. Uncle George was an agent gen
eral. Howas "A stern man and treated ov-
erybody rs severely as though they wero
his fellow countrymon.
The white flannclcd figure came back to
the riverside
HE has managed to say goodby, then, "
said Mrs. Stewart icrccly. Il should like
10 have seen the parting"
Henry came on board and went straight
to her, and, with tho assurance of new
husbands, kissed her neck.
"She's an impossible creature" said
Stewart. He sat down beside his wife and
took an evening paper from his pocket. Il
believe she took the extra away with her
I've had TO buy another"
There was something in lttlo Mrs.
Stewards throat that prevented her for the
"Sho wasn't so bad, you know" lie
went on, lin the old days. OF course l
was mere youth then But now she's
too terrible for words suppose if girls
don't get married they get warped and
changed"
II want to speak to you, Henry" she
said steadily.
ooh, bother that boyr' he exclaimed.
"Wo must get rid Of him, dear He's a
nuisance.
1T wasn't about the boy"
mot the boy7 Well, thcn- Hellol
Here's funny case
She went on very quietly:
Il want to speak 10 you seriously,
Henry, about "a matter that has, by acct
dent come 10 my notice. don t want to
tocm TO bother too much about IL, and l
suppose If ! were rs free as some women
are shouldn't mind it IN the least But
my mind is quito made up.
He was not listening, but her head was
averted, and she went on.
Il have left the keys in the bedroom
and my account book is totalod up to
date, with the exception Of the bill that
camo in today There is no reason why
we should have any high words.
Il beg your pardon, dear. / haven't
heard a word that you were saying"
He had found the news page In the
evening paper and was reading with much
interest divorting breach Of promise case. |
Il was only saying raised her
voice to a pitch Of distinctness that
Look here; here's an idiotic letter the
girl writes to the fellow
II don't want to hear 1t, thank you"
Yes, you DO. Listen, this Is how it
goes: Just as tho wind signs for the sea-
shore, so do l sigh for you. Why, tho
wind doesn't sigh for tho soashore, does
IT."
Go on, please" she said quickly
Read the rest Of the letter Is it really in |
the paper Henry"
Look for yourself, dear It 5 too funny |
for words. SO do | Sigh for you. Can you |
imagine what you are and ever have been |
to me, You are indeed my king, and you |
know that l am your willing slave.
why" cried Mrs. Stewart, that's
word for word the same. "
AS what"
1t doesn't matter, dear. " Il
She took from her blouse tho letter that |
the disappointed Miss Baggo with deplor-
able lack Of originality, had copied from
the evening paper.
Don people DO some silly things, |
Winifrod, dear, whom they are in lovei"
She took a marguerite from the bowl on
the table and stuck it In her hair Then
she tore up the lcttor and gave tho pieces
a little pun to send them out on tho
stream.
Il blieve you" said Mrs Stewart
shall you want TO be rowcd across for
that last trinc, memy" demanded the boy
putting his head out Of n window, 'or is
the guv'nor going TO do itY'
The last train" echoed Mrs. Stewart
why, of course not, James Go to bed at
once"
THAT boys quite mad, )" said Stewart
over page Of the paper to find
the cricket. we must get rid of him. -
st. James Budget