The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1883-05-26

lie seemed unable to join the conver-
sation " hich she endeavored to draw
him into. and her beautiful face. now
wrcathed ia smiles, WAS marked con-
trast to his sober visagc.
Not until they were IN the little par
lor did he open his lips.
When the door was closed. Nelljc'S
joyful smile fled for a moment. She
gave her uncle a tender look, and beg
ged him to explain his stran.e Q con-
duct.
''Neliie Remington. I think I know
the cause Of thus mad wave," he sad,
IN voice which wavered slightly.
Yet it is not too late Let this matter
go no farther
His niece was silent
81 will not demand you to give it
up he continued, ''xlthough l ought
to do SO. But ii you are determined
TO be avaricious, and clutch this young
Mason's purse, you will rue the day.
Remember have warned YOU"
Nellie's eyes diiated.
Warned me! What do you mean:"
~ mean that no good can come of
sdch a hastily arranged marriage"
THAT is matter Of opinion. l will
risk it,"
GOOD night, then; that is all have
to say
And with this. abrupt speech Nellie's
uncle left her
What followed Nellie Remington's
acceptance Of Mr. Mason may be seen
by reading the letter which She wrote
to her friend Bessie Boyd, two days
alter.
Bessie was greatly surprised on read
ing the letter, and more astoniShed ut
its cOnteAts.
OF course she had not expected ever
to hear again of her whi!om friend after
her sudden midnight departure.
"A letter from Nellie she cried to
DR.. Bishop. " ho had lust come ina
letter from Nellie
The Doctor started trihe and ex-
pressed his surprise by look. Bessie
read:
:Dear Bessie: You have been vexed
to know what has become Of me. l
will explain by saying that | have
given up my old hum-d, UNI life to live
In the style TO which was early habit
uated, and l write this note, letter, or
whatever you may call it, to ask you
to pay me visit as soon as convenient.
You will bc received cordially, and |
will give you further explanations.
My address is 1000 Telegraph street,
Boston. The name Of the lady at
whose house ara is Mrs. Henry Ma
son, Jr."
When Nellie had finished reading she
laid the per!umed missive on the table
ut her side. and gave her lover a chance
to leck at it for himself.
''What do you think of that, DIR.
Dishop?" she asked.
'.Well, don't know Bessie, what to
think, hardly. This letter does not,
most assurcdIy. tally with the story
Ugly Jud. gave us Of scene he wit
messed the night Of the departure of
the Remingtons. Judging from the
letter everything is as merry as mar
riage bell, and yet Jud says he saw
Mrs. Remington almost murdered"
Perhaps she was, and perhaps she
has recovered -
81 aminclincd to put Judson down
for an old liar, Bessie. But what about
going to Boston?'
Bessie laughed merrily.
sit is strange family" she
said, demurely. land shouldn't
wonder if they were all mad"
"Nor T." added her lover. "They
undoubtedly are eccen tric-all the rela-
tives-but Nellie is AS sensible as
as you. my DEAR
While he was talking he was study
irg over the address attached to the
,etter, which he had flung back on the
.ble.
Quietly an rnobserved he note the
nane and number of the street, and
when 9 went to bed tn t night they
were fl tirm'y his m nd.
Bess Boyd did no immedia ely pick
up her ette but le it l ins re essiy
IN the table.
About an hour afte- she had read il
to D.. Bi hop, the man Jud o. or Ugy
j ud.. came into tho room
Nv hat do you want Judson?" asked
Bess'e.
want to see the old man." grosled
the farm hand.
you'll find him in the barn"
.sNo won't either"
"Are you sure?"
Wouldn't say SO if wasn't"
"We I, he s4lot here"
"1sn't, Ell? Then I'll sit down bv
the fire and wait till he comes in"
Bessie was used to the old mans pc
cu!iar temper, and she did not argue
with him.
He sat down by the fire and began
warming his cold hands IS if he were
entirely 1t home, and had . perfect
right to monopolizc the entire house.
while the young mistress of the house
went about her work. singing gayly.
And the louder the notes of the song
stress the harder grew the lines about
the mouth Of the sullen creature judi
son.
Anon q sneer would curl his lips.
Finally, Bessie left the room, and
did not come back.
Judson sat quiet for . while and
then began to show signs Of weariness.
lie mumbled to himself iMcoherently,