The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1879-11-29
Did Eae Propose :!
4 con!dn't do it, said Martyr
EllerSlie, with shuhdcr.
sDnnh said Enx HarnnS

Il conldn't do it, said Martyr
EllerSlie, with a shuAder.
'Poob,' said Guy Barnes.
1t was just the seductive hour
before the gas Jets are lighted and
window blinds are pulled down.
the delicious twilight, when crate
fires shine like burning masses Of
ruby, and people sitting beside
them grow mildly confidential.
1t was showing a little outside /; |
all the better, for the click Of the
crystalized pearls against tue
glass filled up the silence, and
made the coy warmth of the
room luxuriously delightful. And
Martyn Ellerslie's pleasant brown
eyes fixed full on the fire, saw
no one can tell what or how much
they saw.
Suppose she should say 'no,"
he burst out, seemingly apropos
to nothing at all.
Suppose she shouldn't ebsefF
ed Guy, dryly.
i tell you old fellow, it's exact
ly like having u tooth pulled out.
Your'triends stand by and say {:
BE man ;its nothing!' 1t isn't
they who are under the DOCTORS
+. r :eps.'
complimentary to Miss Glen.'
Nonsense. You know what |
| mean. But really and truly, Pve
tried and | can't do it,
Very well' said Barnes, indif-
terently, 'lhen it is an understood
thing that you are to live aud die
an old bachelor
j didn't s y that
oh. | beg pardon. You expect
Fanny is going to propose to
you that's It,
'You are a heartless miscreant,'
Ellerslle cried out, half laughing,
half impatient, as he sprang to
his feet and tossed the remnant
of his cigar into the fire, 'and |
shall not waste any more words
upon you-unless, indeed, you'll
90 ronnd to the fair with me-
'Where Miss Glen has a stand ?
Not if / know it! The money
market is rather tight with me
Just at present, and these fancy
fairs are no better than a den Of
robbers, where defenceiess
young man is concerned.'
Aud Martyr E'lerslie went on
his way alone.
The hall was all glitter with
gas.lights and fragrant with flow
ers when he got there F; the pretty
feminine sparks lurked each be
hind her table well laden, was al
smiles and dimples, while the
throng of victims ebbed and flow
eu around them.
: Mr. Ellelslio found hlmsel
greeted with acclamations.
you will take share, Mr.. Ell.
!erslie =
DO please put your name dow'
here, Mr.. ElIerslip there are only
ten blanks ieft.'
, sOh, Mr.. Ellerslie, yon are th'
very one we are waiting for. l'v'
kept seven tor you-seyeu Is al
, ways lucky number
, .Mr. Ellerslie, Mr.. ElleIslie
, don't pray spend all your none.
. nntil you've taken a share III thl
= mammoth doll, with trunk ful
: of clothes.'
And thus our hero was fun
:, hither and yon Oh the waves G
the far, drawing nearer, howe'
}, er, with every subscription, to tn
table over which shone the blu
stars of Fanny Glen's eyes.
+ But when he got there he wa
q sn,itten with a Sudden silence.
@ Fanny looked wonderingly NJ
Its fine evenings he hazarC
!, ed.
y is itg asked Fanny. 'Why,
thought 1t was showing.
$50 it is,s SAID our hero, grown
e very red, and overturning wit
e his elbow IA crimson Nenetla
it flask (for which he immediate
n had to pay ii sovereignty i
e mean it isn't IA very tine evening
II 'Oh,' said Fanny.
Yes said Mr.. Ellers'ie, feelln
acutely that he had made a dol
Is key Of himself.
,r And then he went away. an
didn't sre Fauuy Gleu again