The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1883-11-10
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!, La, ga i y MIA 4 tNON
Occasionally tisaing parties come to arrange
with. Uncle John-I call item Uncle John
and Aunt Jane Jackson-horrible, isn't it p
but always contrive that no one sees me,
for L am determined not to be drawn into
society this Summer, if can help it. /
don't wantto seq company. a.. ft5sj.z .,
''Bpt you don't regard me as company"
"No." she replied, II don't regard you Us
company"
After that it was all up with Harry Browne.
and he went back to the Sensible House, aa-
krowledsing that he was IN love at last. aud
wilAian unknown, obscure siirll. WHO. doubt
less for other reasons than her dislike for
society, perhaps for pecuniafy reasons, was
staying at Sandy Btaci. > He liked Her all
the better,for it; he honafoJ har good sense,
AID he notover haad and ers in love. 9i.i
The next threewesls. .wsre TIA most blessed
ones 4e eyer had spent in hi, life He dis
gusted Adele, Fayton and her friends daily
by his persistent neglect OF them. He con-
t;nluued' his solitary excursions solitary til!
he ea.aes to Sandy Beach, wllefe May was
always ready to. accompany him. or entertain
linn or bewitch him, until rusill opss. ps day he, toll
her he loved her dearly, and that it was the
one wish of his life to have her for his wife.
And May, with her soft eyes shaded with
the tenderness of love and Trust .nnspeak-
able, locked IN his handsome fsea and told
him she ha4l loved him frQm, the moment be
had rowed up beside her that summer day.
As he took her in his arms and imprinted
;. lovers kiss on her red lips, and put his
arm around her slim waist, his heart gave
great throbs o. thanksgiving for this blessing
on him 80. tel - edR ssa. is.t
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The piazza of the Sea Side House was
bewildering. bright sceue. with the gaily-
dressed girls standing i'll earnest conversation
as Harry Brcwne came UP To the house. 1ni.
Adele Fayton tossed her pretty dark head
saalelSy.G a4".=. 5paid al iEi.4U n
There! Didn't I say Mr.. Browne would
be on hand to greet the heiress? You mea
can't'withstand such a golden temptation.
Mr.. Brown, She has arrived at last" .s5la
o"She g. Whow .ao:l 7.,snia35t =
Adele laughed sarcasticaily. .ts,~ .;,t
"There isn't the least use in your pretend
ing you don't know what I mean. You
know mean the heiress.r i Il hl
Harry smiled-a sort Of pity coming over
Inn as he remeaANeited how s1ntc1 happier
he wus Than the one Who shoald be fortunate
With this wonderful newcomer. 9.to 81! y
-" Yes, I really had forgotten Arrived,
has she ~. spoI3oIi EHb 4ti' Hs, aslsss
iBestha Hanteri w;.sat Up to him in her
cushius, mariner. .ssii u 1no 9ni1s1 Iii
prophesy you win :. che very first to
go Md over her. She is Just what imagine
you win Ike. Great dafh- gray eyes and the
gcldenest hair and 50 romantic !; I wonder
you never came across her in your solitnry
fambles. She has been staying down at old
Jackson's eottnge all summer but then May
Harper always had curious tastes and ideas.
At MI events, she is here now, and I am
dying to introduce you, Mr.. Browne"
He stood confounded for moment while
be tried to realize it. : = q -. Il ''9st' :
May, his darling, the heiress whom he had
declared he would rather commit suicide
than marry? May, In her cheap blue Aan-
mel SUITS with no gloves or vail on her hands
or face, she the great heiress, whose move.
ments and sayings were chronicled in the
daily papers. whose dresses were copied by
lsss favored mortals, whose presence was as
welcome as the sunahine.
'And she is pretty, too. Adele Faytou
said. little venomously, as if it were quite
shame; II saw her as she went to he,
room."'
Harry glanced composedly up at the array
of faces and said:
II am glad you think May is pretty.
think she is the loveliest girl living. So you
did not know l was engaged to her."
There followed lull in the merry chatte,
TINT eloquently expressed the dumfounded
astonishment of Harry's announcement.
THE RICHES OF NEW Gu1NEA.-M,
WiItred Powell, who had spent eigh
years Ut his life ,su the coast Of New
Guinea Or the islands around, believe
that no island in the world is its equa