The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1882-12-09

| not krow how to commence or end. I
| would NGe to sec her, if only for Il few min
utes. Wen, II make trial"
| Scribbliag OF few lines, lie held them at
arms length ana examined them critically.
Tint will not do. She would mistake
me Tor a top!'
Another and another shared the same fate
as the tirst. Finally his chair was pushed
! back in despair
Il really do not know how to word it.;
! and l will write no nambv-ram}v stuff !
/ Yet must see her. Unless DO, fear NV
usefulness is destroyed. A few minutes
/ Senses"
A light tap sounded on the door.
My l come in:" asked Mrs. Weeks from
the hall
Philip rose quickly and opened the door.
Il trust | DO not intruder apologized the
widow as she entered at his invitation,
Not at all, madam" he answered, hand
irg chair.
In her hand she held the little volume of
poems lie Lad given her
Il encroach upon your privacy, Mr.
LversleiSh 10 ask ii You did not leave in
my possession, or, in fact, give ME an article
which, on second thought you may wish
returned: Surely You do not intend this for
me-"
Opening the leaves of the book, she took
from between them his mothers likeness of
Gel.
The hot blood cri,nsoned Philips brow.
''Ionrs, presume, Mr. Eversleigh?"
He felt that his heart secret was being be-
trayed by his discomposure. but he could
Got fer the lie Of him help it.
'les-not' he stammered, taking the
the card with trembling hand. THAT is, it
belongs to my mother
Mrs. Weeks smiled reassurinrlv
1T is beautiful face, Mr. Eversleich.
do not know how you could help loving its
possessor."
Love, madam" f4ltered Philip.
You need not feel ashamed to own it, for
she is no doubt worthy of your affection. 80
.'She is worthy the affection of the
noblest, was the low, less embarrassed re-
Ply.
There is frmness in her countenance."
said the widow. rare in young ladies, and
still more rare IN one so young as She
There was nothing inquisitive il her man.
ner. Her voice was sympathetic, motherly
aud won his heart
Until this hour, he had felt perfectly at
ease in her presence. The discovery of his
passion would not have affected him had it
been otherwise made. He could even have
told her 1t. But, for such stupid blunder
as the leaving of Cecil's likeness where auy.
one might have found it, he felt eoatempti-
ble
You are right, madam; she is the pattern
OF TirUness and duty"
$50 imagined when first looked at the |
face. Do not think ne inquisitive, Mr.. !
Eversleigh'- voice took on tender |
tone-''bnt, may l ask, are you engaged to |
the lady?"
He turned away his head and sighed |
heavily as he replied
docs not the back of the likeness tell the |
tale?'
he held it toward her. Gazing intentlv |
on the sweet face second, Mrs. Weeks re. |
velsed the card ana read:
"'Mizpah; mine in spirit only WIZ,
surely" she said, returning it, .:these are |
not the features of a coquette. Confde in
me. Mr.. Eversleigh: my heart always goes !
oat to those III trouble; have known much |
myself, and can fully comprehend the feel-
ilgs Of others"
This was the frs. mention she had madc
of herself. 1t touched the responsive cord
in Philips heart.
In Il few sentences. he confided to heY
keeping the story of his unfortunate love,
but without bringing into it the name OF tho
loved one.
Several times during the recital, Mrs.
v eeils made as if to interrupt him, the mus
cies OF her face twltching spasmodieally.
''1ou can now see how such an unfortu-
nate event must disturb the rapose Of one
who has the mission of the minister resting
Oh his shoulders"
Bat he did not receive the answer IN
ticipated.
NAY, Mr.. Eversleigh, you have more to
thank God that ne has given you the love Of
50 pure creature, responded the widow
No doubt time VIII come when your dear
ones course must be shown to have been
elnlnenuy just. Take courage from that old
saying:
IT is better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at ALL
\ truth undeniable"
Il am inclined to think her right madam.
o'lt my selfish feelings are getting the better
Of my Judgment"
That is wrong, sir. Doubts should not
be harbored for single moment
Philip could not withstand the tender
that called forth this rebuke, ard
humbly thanked he-, assuring her that lie
would profit by it.
"Look higher. Mr.. Eversleigh," she add
ID. Earthly friends are unable to fur
nish that sweet consolation and admonition
sver to be found, through faith, at the Foun-
ain Head of our religion. Look for true
'ympathy and divine teaching there-beyond
he skies. The source is inex.austible, the
promise alleviating-'Bless are they that
} ourn, for they shall be comforted.' l bat
ie with my feelings, because that sweet
promise gives me hope for the hereafter"
Her voice was broken, tinged with sorrow
Wrestling for utterance.
Again the tones brought to the young stu
lent his lost love. The widows accents
Tere vlvidly like hers on that fateful night
Shen she had sorrowingly dismissed his
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