The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1882-12-30

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Twice. corrected Cecil Il met h:n,
oofore, l believe was car.tul rot to
| Fay Were -''and am not ut all afraid Of
| hi'n, us am not the criminal he is in search
| OF. L had nothing to do with the" S:e
Le,ita.ed
Tie what asked Clara, surprised at tie
abrupt pause.
With me?"
Again her quick brain had saved her
Nv lah L could, dear; at present, the So
c.ety needs my humble services" replied
Clara.
I'm sorry. Yet, if you'll not GO l trust
you II not Larbor the same antiquity agalnst
my escor: that you have against AIr Black"
oh, no. Mir. Newton is Il gentleman
while Ill the presence OF ladies', at least; that
is much i'll hi, favor
They were conversi"g in tle drawing
| room, winch was Immediately opposite tie
receipt ,!s-. oo.n, the door Of winch stood
open.
Their tones were low, indistinguishable
outside.
AT this point, Cecil called, respectfully:
Mir. Newton, are you there?'
George Newton presented himself at the
door OF the reception-room.
''At your service, ladies"
He crossed the hall and entered the draw
| room. Less hagsard, and less shabby he
looked now than When Tom Black put him
ON the right road
''Nr. Newton, l desire to say that there
| iced be no needless iorinality between u.s."
| said Cecil, kindly. Il trust you implicitly.
Miss Coles aud myself are your friends,
| aud we know that you are ours. Our mu-
| tual friend, MIr. Black, is odd recommepda-
ton; Yet his position of detective brings
him knowledge which We could not compre-
mend. lie Is certain of your trtlstworthi-
ness, or he wouid not have sent you here.
Please, rs favor, take charge OF my ac-
counts. and, if you do not mind, 90 to the
expressmans, aa1 order tue baggage sent
for"
"SIiss Clayton, this kindness is unde-
served, replied George, humbly. "Bnt
| can appreciate it, | know not what your
trou les are. but You lave a clear conscience
i have guilt upon mine, and when too
late See the evils | have fallen into-when
too late to be anything in this world"
"Dont think that! Let Your motto be,
MI .lesperandum" l myself am ,sorely dis
appointed because l have failed in a great
| undertaking, yet will not give up hope till
he last BE cheerful
''Iour case cannot come within the limits
of mime returned George. Il have lost
fortune, friends, character-all!'
When he had gone, Cecil turned to Clara,
who WAS gazing thoughtfully at the carpet.
Clara, why are you so suddenly dumb"
81 WAS thinking how love acts on different
natures" replied the girl. ''Whlla some
.ronru over the loss of the dear one, others
are indi ,ferent. The love l entertained for
my parents did not hinder me from feeling
glad when they were dead.
"Gladr' exclaimed Cecil, shocked by the
seeming lack of humanity.
''Yes, glad, for death came as pleasant
relief from suffering. Had l reason to re-
sret their taking OFF,
81 rad rather have my parents with me-"
said Cecil, sadly.
knowing those loved were out of pain and
trouble
Cecil could not account for this melan-
choly humor.
~, Why; Clara, how low-spirited you are!
What ails you?"
mo, not low-spirited, but more thought
Jul than usual Your friend Mr. Newton
helped to awake long latent memories;
that is ALL"
.Not of love, hopew
''Not love tor one of the opposite SEX if
that is what you mean. I have not yet
found the man to whom care to trust my
lifes happiness. The majority of EN-
sincerely wish I may be wrong in my esti-
mate not suitable companions for wo-
man."
Now rose the spectre of Philip Eversleigh
before Cecil Clayton.
That it was which caused her to reply:
"You are right. Clara. Entrusting love
70 them, they trample it under foot. Well
and truly does the poet sing:
Love is OF mali llte u ..lng aHarI;
'Tis woman's whole existence
When man thinks he loves, he makes great
ado-a new face attracts him-'oT with tie
old, on with the new. The idol of his heart
is forsaken for another, to be as soon ne
elected for the next fair one encountered.
Our happiness is as we'll in our own hands
as in the hands of the opposite sex-far bet
ter. Ii we keep it so, We need not go to our
graves with shattered affections. Oh, the
folly of contiding the heart to hypocrites!'
'uow bitter!' exclaimed Clara. "Are
there not more false women than men?
Woman is more to be censured than man
for broken troths, plighted in good faith.
Coquettishness and hasty temper are moro
frequently the cause Of separation than any
thing else-wi,E the lady on the wrong side.
Many misunderstanding would be rectified
were women to listen to the voice of reason"
"Heigh-ho!" said Cecil suddenly, "here
VIC are talking girlish philosophy. totally
unprepared to receive the company coming
up the stoopr"
The Venetian blinds were partly closed,
but through them she had seen the shadow
Of a woman's dress.
Clara was set in futter.
UArd in my drocSinO. .oownr
ats too late to change now," carelessly
laughed Cecil. I'm in the same plight.
We can't keep them waiting an hour"
The mistress, instead of calling servant
went herself to admit the lady. who was &C.
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