The Lake Charles echo. [volume] (Lake Charles, Parish of Calcasieu, La.) 1876-1898, 1879-05-03
an am almnat frozsn,' said Mrs.

II What shall j. 40! uhNo hoohAhS -
wrap around me, and shall have to sta,
below, and, oh dearI it is 80 uncomfort
able therep The face turned up II
mine was that OF spoiled child.
"Eow had fine English rug, which
L had used at night, for Won know every
thing at sea is 80 horribly damp. 1t hat
been great comfort tt. me, and knew
L should miss il. But what OF that?
couldn't see the woman ] loved suffer
So got it, and tucked her all up in it
Her delicious smile repaid me for the
sacrifice.
s"Oh, how nice ? she said, as she put
her hands under the warm rug. 1T
seems to me, MIR. Bennington, that you
have everything to make enc comtorts~
bic, ] never heard of such a man. i am
70 glad that ] came under your care r
al was Sd love.stricken that j did not
reflect upon her apparent unconscious
ness of the fact that i had deprived my
self of these comforts in order that ahe
should be made comfortable. She seemed
to take il for granted that ] was sort Of
travelling missionary, with extra wrape,
staterooms, chairs, and anything else
that one might need and was such
slave to her fascination that, had she
asked me to do the impossible, ] should
have attempted it.
EVERY day had it upon nv lips TO
tell her of my love. Zach day courage
fors0ok me. We walked the deck day
after day. She would put her little soft
hand on my arm in the most confiing
way, look up from under her curls, laugh
her sweet low laugh, and ask the most
childish, Innocent questions.
"We were walking this way on the
sixth day out. j had carefully rehearsed
my part, and was about to tell my story.
Her conversation seemed 10 lead TO it,
for she said:
GO" You will come to see me when You
are in New York, won't you, Mr.. Rem
lngton?'
"' Nothing said /, would give me
greater pleasure
"' You will come often? Promise 10
line at our house once week. You
Won't forget me?' and the blue eyes
fought mine.
looked into them, and my look told
what my tongue had refused to say. j
pressed the little hand close to my heart,
Ind after pause said, below my breath,
Forget your and was about to pour
otrh my love when she. gave a little
cream, and cried, "On, my veill There,
ure enough, was the tconiounded blue
hing sailing before the wind, and all the
PASSENGERS it seemed to me, after it. OF
course had to go too, and make balieve
ny to capture it. never hated any,
hing 80 much as j did that yard of blue
;anze. i couldn't go back and continue
ny story from where it was 90 suddenly
'roken of, and indeed the widow seemed |
lnite shy OF me.
Z" The incident had given the passen 1
gers an opportunity to speak to her, and
when i Joined her (withont the veil, ior
t had, ] hoped, struck bottoml she was
by a group of people. j had
10 chance that day, nor the next, to get |
ier to myself. i tried to think of some>
hing that j could do or show her that
would amuse and tietain her. Itseemed
ls though 4 had exhausted all my re-
onTces, when at last o brilliant idea ,oc-
'urred to me; would show her the
,reser.ts i had brought for sister Nell. /
rhey were all in my little sea trunk, and
knewnthat she couldn't resist their
She came on deck bright
md beautiful as ever.
Isn't it delightful ahe said, tto
hink that itofIiosrow we shall he at 4
home? i can hardly wait for the time
o come; and yet,--and her voice
'ropped into the dearly loved soft tone
: the voyage has been a most charming
me, owing 10 your kindness, she added, /
rightly. i
81 llonged ito launch forth my tale of
owe, but thinking it more prudent TO
wait until 4 had secured her wholly TO
myself, i asked her in the most ordinary
manner if abe wouldn't enjoy looking at
ome little sfinketsthat 4 had picked up
. Paris. Her eyes sparkled.
&c Yes, indeed she said. Nothing
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