The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1876-11-30
TRUSLOW''S MISTAKE.

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1t was a mellow spring day upon the
sound, the blue water sparkling in the
noousqnshines tie frpf kong Island
hills diademed with yellow rings of
mist, and Major Truslow, leaning back
in his easy chair, as he careiessly
glanced up and down the columns Of
the morning. paper, -passiysly enjoyed
the golden beauty of the day, the rush
of the steamers bows through the shin
ing flow of the deep, and the merry
sounds of life and vivacity around him.
As he sat there, his Panama slightly
Tipped forwartg oyer Aisss Aandsome4
middle-aged brow, the voice of one of
his best servants struck on his ear:
"She's q sittin' there, cryin' as if
her heart would break; and there's no
kind o. use tellin' her it's all her OWN
fanlt. naxn =zexs~ss.,s. ~ wt
"What Is the rhatter!r asked Major
Trnslow, now fitting the Panama back
into its proper place. "Whom are you
talking OPP .esu4ai 81 Is =.
"It's a young girl, sir, as has taken
the wrong boat, and never found it out
until there was two good miles atween
us and the ship" answered the man;
ssand she do take On awful. Perhaps,
sir, if you was to speak to her-she,
went Psyino astasssons te,ds4at we
say" "a
sWhere is shepn
I'D In the upper cabin, SRA :.
Major Truslow laid down his paper
and walked off . .sl;asiyTgzf.ns
Crouching on one Of the sofas, With
her face hidden in the pillow and pro-
fusion Of light brown hair, shot with
Furnished CLEANS like gold, was a sim
gularly graceful figure dressed in SOM
Der gray stuff-a figure whose slender
shoulders seemed to shake with sup
pressed sobs.
"Look up, child" said he; "what
are you crying 90 piteouslE about?" Z
She sat up, disclosing al oval, flush
: "a faae-ele spG tae s14lysisws which
weeping can not disfgure. The soft,
brown hair grew low on the forehead,
the long dashed eyes were of the softest
hazel, and deep dimple nestled on the
chin.
"What is it?" he repeated sitting
down beside her, and assuming an air
OF paterna1 kindness. "Dont cry any
more, but tell me all about it,"
b 81 OH sir, I--have been so foolish!rs
she faltered, the brown eyes cast shyly
down. 81 came on board the boat to
say good-by to a school-mate, who was
going tosNew Haven, and I.must haye
mistaken the landing, for they tell me
this is not the New Haven boat-and-I
have no money, and mamma don't
know where am, and they won't let
me land again!"
And she burst into fresh tears. and
sobs as she spoke.
''But there is no sort # necessity for
all this tribulation,. my dear child"
soothed'tfe MajOf stl3is time smoothing
down the brown curls that fell like
silken floss beneath his touch. 1--WE
shall reach Bridgeport in q few hours,
i, and the fare is only dollar. You
must allow me to pay it for you, just as
laughter.'' - - t'''-'@ s7as
.sBut, mamma, wouldn't like my &C.
ceptng money from. a. strange gentle
man."
"Nonsense, nonsense,'' cried the
Major. "Why, am old enough to be
your father Here, stewardess- tick
ct for this young lady!"
ooh, sir,ye1 ara t0o kind!" faltered
the distressed. damsel, but she. resisted
no-further. 2aOaly -man1na9' ;.
1--WE can telegraph to her when you
reach Bridgeport, and you can easily
reach her tonight by the evening
train.''
cor. 1 might 60 to a friend Ihaye
there" suggested the girl. III have
been il and am easily tired. Perhaps
I ought mot 70 travel 50 far in one
What would d Be better STILL" said
the Major. eisI will take you to your
friends house, if, as suppose, you are
a stranger in the city. - -
H." Entirely so,'' was the detected an
swer. "Oh! how could I be 30 care
lessp' .-..
There was every sign Of a relapse
into the hysterical weeping which he
had at first witnessed, but the Major
made haste TO avert such calamity.
my DEAR said hecheerfuNy, lido
you know what Isthidk would be the
:sWhas ssil'i sha RstsdI Nth the
ready, innocent docility Ola child.
90 just to dismiss all care and. regret
from your mind, and to enjoy this beau
tiful sail as much as possible. After
all there 10 no great harm ~done-noth-
ing to justify the unavailing tears you
have shed. Cheer up"