The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1883-04-21
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CHAPTER
0HI SIGNAL OF DISTRESS.
Tathsr what has become of Nellie
REMINGTON. haven t seen her for the
~ week or more. Pm sure some
ding must have happened to her!''
1hs speaker, fair-haired girl Of six
ten, looked up 1t the old gray-he.d
seated > few steps away, and drew
the little stool upon which she was
seated closer. The two were before q
bright fire IN An Old-fashioned New
Eagland kitchen, whose appearance
bstokened all the comforts Of happy
home.
Everything was old fashioned, even
n the prints over the mantel. The
windows we're small, six-paned affairs
The doors were divided in the centre,
tie top part Of which might be opened
without disturbing the lower, and the
fireplace giittered with the reflection
~f fths fire upon the brightly-polished
sad irons.
4ah, my dear" replied the old man,
y the girl drew near, II am afraid
lallia is ill. She has . hard life-a
| hid life''
"A hard life, father!' exclaimed tho
Gfl. What makes you think so?''
"There are . variety of circumstan.
ees which induce me to believe it, my
| dear-clrcumstances Of . peculiar ma
turs."
"What are they, fathcr?'
The old gentleman h4d paused in his
exphaati0n, and did not seem inclined
aegs on with it.
Whist are those circumstances, "a
0ers" repeated the girl.
,.Ihad rather not say," replied the
"Why not?"
..Bscsuss it would do you no good
teknow."
&c girl sighed.
CAat is always your excuse. IA
ner, dear, when speak to you Of
sather Nellie or her mother" she said.
Why will you not speak out, and let
- into your great secsef
There was an emphasis LIN the
eord great" which made the sober
keN nan smile.
%Mov inquisitive you are tonight,
Nellie" he said. "It is unlike you to
press your old father so hard. If I
aa anything to tell, do you sup
Pose would keep you in suspense"
mo, dear papa, but them
dhe girl drew closer, and placed her.
seii directly in front of her parent,
!ssting her hands upon his knees and
!ooklng up into his eyes with . curl
Gus expression on her countenance.
But what, dear?" asked the old
II should like to know something
q Nellie, for she is such . beautiful
yn-the most beautiful l have ever
seea. She has such lovely black eyes
10 such elegant wavy hair. And
ssen ner skin is so white and her
cheeks 80 pink! She is, l am sure, the
aandsomest girl in the world.'
.Ferhaps, Bessie-perhaps" mur-
t.reo 1rreo her companion, and added:
beauty is not everything, child"
:. but, without needing this rather
elsParaging remark, the girl went ON
NTH her commendation.
do you know, father,' she said
am 80 interested in her that am
seund to know more about her before
mother week passes. just think how
snsociable We are-here Nellie and her
neither have been living in Woodstock
ex months, and set I've never been
inside the house."
The old gentleman gave q peculiar
erunt, and kicked . falling ember
back into the fireplace.
:, by, Bessie, my dear,n he said
.Nellie,s mother has never asked us
1--WE shouldn't wait to be asked.
Che is stranger in the place. and
knows no one. 1t is the duty Of the
to look after newcomers. -
Silence fell upon the two for a mo-
ment when the girl broke out again:
:. But why do you say there are pecu-
liar circumstances which induce YOU
to believe Nellie has q hard life? Do
{ou think her mother is unkind to
II cannot say"
tAenl'' '
Bessie, child. 1 am unable to an
tser your questions" said the old
ssatleman, averting his eyes, as if to
Escape her pleading look. "Please
don't annoy me any more!''
Just then the windows ratified vio-
!ently, and whistling sounds swept
through the cottage The old gentle
nan rose quickly and went to the win
Ahl" he said, looking ont into
sle dark night, "a storm is rising. 1t
1oArk as pitch and the snow is be-
ming to fall fast and thick. Ifeared
should have it." Then, turning
aagm the window, he asked the fair
:1red 8 ~ girl at the fireplace: "Where
"GhArles tonight, Bessie?"
Ine name of Charles brought 3 blush
@!he ruddy cheeks of the daughter.
- s.ahsln9e she ln9ervously shifted her position: