The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1883-05-05

lamp, and ct II cannot lntvlcsL ,vu
partlce How long is it, Miss Rem
lngton, since the wreck?"
Three weeks"
"Three weeks! So long? And how
II! | have been. Oh, that was an awful
nlght, can hear the cries for help and
see the brave sailors battling with the
waves even now, And out of that
who,e ship only Dick and were saved.
Little loss II we had both gone too"
Nv: gu should not say that, sir" said
"Perhaps not, bat I feel that
should have been no loss to the world.
and when man is of no use to him
sell or to humanity he ought to be out
Of the way"
You are right, sir said Nellie, with
graceful candor. "There is at least
something for every one to do. and
that man who can find nothing to take
up his time advantagscusly is to be
plt'ed as cumberer Of the ground"
! May | ask you to get me drink of
OF water?" Mr.. Martin said, suddenly.
This request obliged the young wo-
man to leave the room.
! 1t was ruse to get rid of her pres
ence till the hot blood which her re-
marks had brought to the gentleman's
face SHOULD recede.
"Shes plain of Speech" he muttered
IS she closed the door. she's no
fool! BY jove. she's handsome girl,
and as lady-like as she is handsome.
" ism had some excuse for remaining
IN this place Longer But I'll come
back again, and make it my especial
BUSINESS to cali upon her."
Later IN the evening, after Nellie
mad gone home, for the patient was so
far recovered now that he required no
ourse after he once got to sleep. tie
gray haired man, whom Bessie Boou
had taken care Of. came in.
"Why Horace!" cried Mr.. Martin.
''you are about at last, eh? I'm Jolly
glad to see you. Are you all right?"
es,Ss replied the gray-haired man,
"ana have been for several days, but
dld not wish to disturb you. and con-
sequent.y [ kept away"
"Pshaw, FRA as we'll as you, l know,
in mind, at any rate"
es, in mind you are much better
of than |. # you are not, God help
Now, now. none Of that!" cried
Mr.: Martin. 81 feel a little hopeful
Of doing better. and you must help nc,
bat you can't help me by putting on
'ugubr1ous faces, and talking like a
grave yard. Let US thank GOD for de-
ilvering US from a waterys grave, and
giving US such angelic nurses rather
lthan curse our luck for what we have
|,ost ia times past"
said the elder; It never could compre-
thend you. Perhaps you have some
thing to be thank full for, but the ocean
would have received no reluctant body
had mine gone to the bottom" The
Young man seemed not to notice this
| speech. but continued.
| "Talking Of nurses, Horace; old fell
low. l wish you had been here before
mine went away. She's q charming
young girl, although fearfully oddish
IN her style Of dress, and, by the way,
she's a namesake of yours"
! "A namesakc of mine?"
! "1es-a namesake Of yours"
~ don't understand"
why, she bears the same name as
name?"
That's it, exactly"
odd" muttered the gray-haired,
melancholy man, s'very odd A fam
lily by the name of Remington in this
|
looking girl is she?"
| Very hand some and very dark. Her
eyes are jet. and so is her hair. beau,i-
fully wavy. And she is as sharp as a
steel trap. Added to all this she has
siren voice. | have seldom hear
sweeter singing from wcman's lips.
She's woman in a million, Horace, a
woman in million"
"Ah, indeed. Then, suppose, you
have fallen in love with her-you gen.
orally do take a notion to handsome
| women"
The young man. WINGED slightly
under this speech of the elder, but
took no further notice of it.
| Horace" he aid, sit is odd, isn't
it, that we should find IN this out-of-
the-way place, a creature so much out
Of her element? Why, society has lost
a charming attraction"
"Botheration to your charming at
traction, Dlck exclaimed Horace
Remington. You have not yet told
me the name Of this girl-her first
name?"
''Ah, to be sure-Nel]ie, that's it.
Horace, old fellow-that's her name,
and pretty .cne it is, too. What's
wrong,eh?" ne cried, suddenly.
| rNothiDg. Who said there is any
! thing wrorg?"
Mr.. Horace Bennington said this with
! apparent Indifference.
but you are as pale as a Sheet" said
| his brother, upon my word, you are
| very white"
''Am I? It is the pain in my hip,
then. ! struck against the side of the
ship when | went over ,and my hip has
hurt ever since"
"Ah, that's it, eh. Well, Horace,
ately. presumed"
''Yes: must get into Boston just
as soon as possible"