The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1882-09-30

p'14e",cti 70 ii.id himself yel.y much in ,la
way among the flannel, calico. needles
and pins with which the artistic Gr,wi,f.
room was Uttered.
Marjory's deft fingers and untirinc indus
try had proved of the greatest service to
Ciarissa DerlnS in her laudabe uudertak.
ln9. 1t Is true the little widow had eyo1i-
ste taste where her own dress was con-
eerned, bu: she would lave been sorely
puzz.ei " the c,tt;ng-out Of village
plafore or the making OF baby's frock.
1,ere Miss Sebrght's practice at home
on behalf of Iill and Toots stood her in
good stead, and the girl had been kept so
pnsy during the first week or two of her
slay ~ liable End that she had no time to
feel miserable
Floss had sulked openly ever since her
uncies proposition about Paris had been
Iieaati'eo-had suiked and yawned until the
Years came into her eyes. Gable End, she
~ uech'Feo Grossly, was dulier and stup;der
. man ever nov now that Humphrey was at VIM
tersloe. Why didn't he come to sec har ,
And why were they all to shut themselves
up and pull long faces? And the child
tired very hard to persuade her mother
VINO only yawned in secret-that there
could be no harm in letting one or two OF
the othcers" come over as usual to after
noon tea and q little music.
MI Cuppage is so amusing. mamma
dear, !" she pleaded innocently, on behalf of
handsome little lieutenant VINO had been
iiiocn struck by Miss Derings budding
cIiarins. HE Is teaching me o song in
lnhoohtanee and we were going to have a
snowbainng match in the orchard. It
would be such fun."
Mrs. Dering had only smiled over her
! RED cloak and iooAcd significantly at Miss
, Sebright
Little girls often do foolish things in
p.ique,' she said, in tender reproach, that
they are afterwards very sorry for. It is
Well that they lave thoughtful mammas and
so'ernesses 10 remind them that they must
be patient Poor Humphrey is suffering as
mu@h from this long separation as YOU. nv
little Floss; but he is man, and has a
mans work to do-we must remember
. that"
hardly had the words been spoken when
Mafjory, VINO was stitching rapidly at the
window, IN the failing light, raised her
eyes, attracted by step On tho gravel, and
saw humphrey Lamont coming slowly
towards the house.
'Here is MIR. Lamont, Mrs Dering." she
announced quietly, without pausing in her
Work; and tloss, who had been teasing her
poS-a preeent from Charley Cuppage-
Jumped up and capped her L!nds in child
ish giee.
C.arissa Der;ng put her arms tander,y
sclf.
! Let her have her work again, my dear
/ MSS oebrant, she whispered hurriedly
| 1t VII help to cover her confusion, The
Is ta,.I4, E,l..
And SO, when MIR. Lamont entered, it was
] 10 find the three gentle heads bent over the
charitable stitching with which Inc table
overilowed, ana making as pretty group
n, At tired, lonely, snrroTful nlan may need
| WISH to see III the tirelit ROOM
| humphrey was received by Mrs. Derinc,
vita Il silent pressure of the hand and a
| glance which spoke world OF sympathy
aud contrtlon. But the young man, re-
! leasing himself, walked straight across the
| room to tloss, and took her almost roughly
il his arms. lie did not kiss the roSe-retl,
1t.ltternS lips, which were held up to him,
but he searched fhe ehilds deli,;ateiy bloom
! ing tace with lis haggartl, wis-fui eyes, and
then, signing, let her 80.
My poor little girl" he murmured
! brolseuly. Forgive me if have made you
suffer for my wicked folly"
Floss was little frightened by this
novel love-makins, and not little disap-
pointed. She began to cry, and ran to her
mother.
Mrs. Derins rose and led the sobbing
| child to her governess.
Take care of her, my dear Miss Sc
bright" she said; and, so Mari Dry advanced,
pale but smiling, to lead Floss from the
room. Humphrey saw the familiar figure in
the pretty purple gown, and his face bri ght-
ened
''Thank you, Marjo,y," he said, holding
out his hand. "Bob told me-"
Marjory smiled her answer. She could
not speak. The pang she hal felt, as she
had seen him put his arms round his child
ish sweetheart, was so sharp, so sudden, 50
unexpected, that she was Us if struck
dumb.
1t had only needed those fow seconds to
prove to the poor girl, that she WAS only
a woman after all, and not philosopher;
but Marjory Sebright was not one who
dreaded little pain, or who would allow it
to conquer her better self.
at is for Humphrey!" she thought, d
she soothed the fearful, poutng child, and
talked with noble kindness Of her lovers
goodness, truth and marty devotion.
Il have often Thoughts that l should Like tc
have something to suffer for his sake.
would not shrink from this suffering, be
cause it is one he can never know Of"
And then Floss, having bathed her eyes
and shaken out her pale-yellow curls nnt
put ON her prettiest white dinner-dress
went downstairs again, holding Miss Sc
| bright's hand, to find her lover deep in {
! grave conversation with her mother.
Mrs. Dering looked anxious. 1t was clea
that Humphrey WAS not thinking of MAJ
rage at all just then, but of TIE dead cousi,
whom he had loved as brother, and of th
6arkaned house on the hill that would neve
know poor Cyril any more. He had Ger
| tn;rlu n,ade a formal admission of his un