The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1879-10-25

Truth.

to entering the church, anu he
or fancied he loved, Mar
tina Or Patty FiggIe, the daugh,
ter of his qoondam scout, and
present clearinghouse landlord
Miss Figgle was a sprightly dam
sci, with a great deal of taken
hair pulled all over her forehead
pOodle-wise. She had four SIS
tiers, all as attractive as herself,
and when on Sundays these tive
virgins walked in Christ Church
meadows, tricked out in their
best, they caused no slight Hut
tor in the breasts of undergradu-
ates. Old Dick Figgle, the scout,
was proud of his progeny, as well
he might be, and he used to say,
Shaping his pocket every time
he had received a tip of some val
ue from one or the other Of the
fast youngsters who lodged in
Tom Quad: II amt a gentle
man, and don't try to pass my>
self Oft as such; but my .daugh-
tiers can show off their silk gowns
against any ladies in the land
This was true enough, for. the
Misses Figgle reve!ed in silk at
tire; and it was notorious that
during the Long Vacs. they used
to go starring it about with their
father at places Of fashionable
seaside resort, where old Figgle
was often mistaken for Il banker.
He was "a widOwer, and 1t was
Martha, his eldest daughter, who
kept house for him at Oxford, ri
ling over the slavery" or maid
Ot-aIl-work, who waited upon the
pair of undergrads, lodging by
university license under the pro
lection of Figgle. Now Patty
was twenty-six years of age, and
our friend Knasbone but twenty
one, which explains how easily
this unsophisticated youth fell ii
prey to the Wiles Of a sorceress
who had already tried her powers
upon Il round dozen Of young gen
tlemen in process Of education al
Christ Church. For it must b,
admitted that Miss Martha FiggIe
was no novice ia the art of en-
chantment; and once Anthony
knagbpne had got %entangted i,
her meshes he felt as helpless il
them as a fly.
For all this he did attempt t.
struggle, aud when degree da,
came around he might have been
seen at early morning intent upo'
the unmanly occupation of pacl
ing up his traps by stealth. Lii
door was locked; through hi
open window cam" II balm Of snl
mer flowers, mingling with til
voice vt q brother undergraduate
who shouted in Il loud stage VIII
per: SNOW then, Knag, loo
sharpe
Anthony, who had just faster
ed u rope to one end Of the han,
les Of his portmanteau, lifted thI
receptacle, and lowered it Cat
tiously through the window int
the arms of his friend below. VII
consigned it to a lad waiting i
the road with a barrow. Afit
the portuHinteau, Anthony lowe
ed a hat-box, then a carpet ba;
and he was just in the act OF pu
ting ont a sheat of umbrellas al
sticks wrapped in "a rug when d
omlnons sound made him stO
4 window above his was bel,
opened. 1t was sc early in Il
morning that he had counted {
being able to get all his lugga.
out of the house unnoticed b
fore any one Was. up; but now
heard the voice Of the elder Mi
Figgle exclaim: "What's tina
Who's .thereg o, my graciou
PAPA, here's thieves! Help! NJ
dern
Anthony Knagbone dropp'
his rug and sticks into the arr
OF his friend. aud seeing the |;
ter hastily vanish with the |
and barrow he had some though
OF DIES ending after him. at t
risk of breaking his neck /; but
was already too late. There W
a commolion in the house. LigI
ly-ciad maidens were raci
through the passages above, C
ing: Papa, papa,'' and soon
very avalanche of them i'll til
bedgowns rolled down stairs a
thumped at knagbone's do
He opened it, ;aud most of til
took to flight; but Patty "
had had time to huddle on IA y
ticoaL anu jacket, sat at The fl
OF the stairs waiting. 'Oh, J
william! Anthony, I'll expose ,
and have the law on yer; yo1
soc if / don't"
Anthony stood looking like
pickpocket who has been eau,
in the very act of theft. J