Louisiana capitolian. (Baton Rouge, La.) 1879-1881, 1879-05-31

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promised Mary Crofton that l would
visit her this summer"
Though Mrs. Wilson affected to be
displeased at this announcement, she
was secretly relieved.
Belle and Lucy were very well
suited with this arrangement too.
Josie was very handy at finishing
up and making over, and if she was
determined to bury herself in coun-
try farmhouse, she would not need
SO much of that for herself and could,
therefore, devote more time to them.
And SO busy did they keep her during
the two weeks that followed, that
Josie was glad enough to see the big
trunks all packed and waiting in tho
hall.
TO save expense, Mrs. Wilson had
arranged to dismiss the servants, and
shut up the house with the exception
of one room for her husband who was
to take his meals ut his sisters.
"Of course, she won't charge him
anything, and that will be one item
saved" and she regarded compla-
Gently the effects of Bellies new dress
which her management had secured.
"As though pa would board there
for nothing" was Josie's indignant
rejoinder, when Uncle William has
such a hard time to get along"
"Well, if your pa chooses to pay
when he needn't, and it isn't expected
of him, it's his own loss. For my
part l don't see what's the use of hav-
ing relations if you can't make use
of them"
Mrs. Wilson certainly believed in
making her relatives useful, carrying
out that belief to its fullest extent,
whenever it was practicable, as some
of them knew to their cost. Even
her love for her daughters partook Of
her intensely selfish nature, her chief
anxiety being to get them 'off her
hands, and in a manner that would
be as advantageous and reflect as
much credit on herself as possible.
But they were gone at last, and Jo-
sic was at liberty to make her own
simple preparations, which did not
take her long to complete.
The father and daughter had a nice
tea together. Josie was going on the
morrow, and as, sitting opposite and
pouring out his tea, she saw the hard
lines soften in his careworn face, and
how happy he was in her society, her
heart reproached her for leaving him.
81 have half a mind not to 60 papa,
it seems too bad to leave you here all
by yourself"
But Mr.. Wilson would not hear to
this.
81 insist upon your going; you have
been working hard, and you need a
change. My life would be much the
same anyhow"
"You can expect me in three weeks,
papa smiled Josie, from the Car
window next morning. "You will
want your little housekeeper by that
time, | know"
And Mr.. Wilson went back to the
corroding anxieties which had made
him an old man before his time, and
thanked God for this bit of sunshine
which left it's glow in the heart long
after it had vanished.
There was only few passengers
for Baybridge, a small town in the
interior of the State, though there
were the usual loungers about the
platform of the station as Josie step
ped out. But they soon scattered,
leaving her to stare blankly around
for the carriage that she supposed
would be waiting for her.
She walked clear around the sta
ton, looking in every direction, but
not vehicle was in sight except a
rough box wagon, with a board across
it, drawn by pair of spirited black
horses, that stamped their feet and
tossed their heads as if impatient to
be off. eli. ..
A man stood by the FESTIVE crea-
lures, who yet seemed to be under
perfect control. aa# 9
"There, Jenny, be easy, Katem he
said, patting the satin smooth skin,
and speaking very much as mother
would to her child.
The baggage master was standing
near a pile of trunks and parcels.
''Is this your trunk, Miss ?" he said,
as Josie approached him.
eyes, l was expecting friends to
meet me, but they are not here. There
must be some mistake"
81 know most of the people around
here. What might their names be-"
"Crofton.n
"Why, bless me, you've got off at
the wrong station. They live at North
Bay Bridge, five miles beyond