St. Landry democrat. (Opelousas, La.) 1878-1894, 1883-03-10

accepted, of course, and went attired
in perfect sty lie, and looking very well,
indeed.
He returned bewildered. Miss Crabbe
was very handsome. She played and
sang and danced, and was ..stylish. >
She had set her cap for him. and Mr..
Crabbe-yes, actually Mr.. Crabbe had
plainly allowed him to see thai he
would give his consent to the match.
1.-Two months ago he called me a
stupid idiot. Two months ago he
snubbed me. whenever he spoke to
me- thought Tim Bloom. ..Yes,
this is the old story; everybody, every
body. even old Mrs. VIII te, ilattering
and bringing to my money. I wonder
whether Hetty is the same?' And in
the seclusion of his own apartment,
poor, young Tim Bloom actually cried;
though Mr.. Crabbe called that evening
and took him to charming stag party,
where the guests were principally in
the dry-goods line, and in every di-
rection one s ears caught the remark.
"sold bill of goods to man. and
where every one scorned to drink any
thing less costly than champagne.
You rascal said the excellent
father, on the way home, II see you
are afraid to speak, but / know YOU
couldn, keep your eyes off my Belinda
last Wednesday,
Gould I hope for your consent, il
She a
"My dear boy-ha! ha! ha! Why, ask
her and see!' cried Mr.. Crabbe. cit
has always been the wish of my heart.
even when you We're poor clerk, and
she (don't say told you) alaoays adj
mired you always!''
At nine O. clock, one night. Mrs.
Whites door bell rang, and a messenger
boy handed in a letter-a big letter,
with a big cal, and ..immedate' on it.
What could it be? Something about the
property OF course. Mrs. White car
ried it herself TO Mr.. Bloom room, and
as she handed it in, saw him seated be.
side table, on which stood wine and a
tray OF de. icacies. Mr.. Crabbe was at
supper with her boarder.
'.Excuse me,'' sal Timothy.
'Oh! certainly said MIR. Crabbe.
Timothy opened the letter, read it,
uttered deep sigh, and passed it to
Mr.. Crabbe. Mr.. Crabbe read it and !
turned purple.
''Do | understand it?" said Timothy,
hiding his face.
.'Y our lawyer says the property is no
longer yours-that your grandfather
was not the right Timothy Bloom, and
that the real heir will demand restora-
ton of all that you have spent al
ready
Eyes, I was right" said Mr.. Bloom.
"But, Mr. Crabbe, after all, shall do
very well. / can go back to your store,
and Miss Belinda has quite a sufficient
little fortune of her own. We can still
be happy .
Mr.. Crabbe leaped to his feet.
Sir! sir!" he said. .sthis is great
piece of impertinence, sir. You haven't
spoken to Belinda
But you assured me- began Tim
othy.
II didn'tr' shrieked Mr.. Crabbe.
ssAt least, | was mistaken. came here
with the intention of telling you upon
my woid and honor. that she can't en-
dure you; and as for the store, Won were
. most incompetent salesman. There
- Nv oioae'e.on foIen' .ooIly sLoI YOU
but Goodnight. Goodnight =
:. Goodnight, . sad Timothy.
Then, as the door closed, he took up
MS letter and carried it to old Mrs.
White, who, with Hetty as assistant,
vas seeding raisins for next days pud-
ling, sitting one on either side OF the
lrop-light in the dining room.
81 shall have to give up the back |
1arlor,'' said poor Timothy. "And as
or my half hall bedroom | don't know
low to pay for that; Tor Mr.. Crabbe
Won't take me back
"Time-serying old wretch" said
Mrs. White. mo matter, Mr.. Bloom.
: II trust you. Intentions being right,
never will be hard on my boarders,
md you can keep the parIor until it is
hired, because it's more comfortable.
And try to keep up your spirits >
aid Hetty; = for, after all, money isn't
Z 1t seemed too sudden to last, said
drs. White. 81 never trust these law
,ers.
So the good souls eomforted him,
nd after a while. when he asked Hetty
o take little walk with him. she con-
ented
There was little park on the OPP
'osito side of the street, and though
ne gates were locked they wake
round its ratings. Their talk was long
nd earnest, and at last Timothy said
well, Hetty, poor as am, will you
romise to marry me some davP''
And she had answered, eyes, Tim"
cry simply and so it was settled; and
Or a young man. recently reduced from
ffluence to poverty, Mr.. Bloom certain
I looked very happy as they went home
ogether. But it was only when Mrs. |
White had given her loving consent to
is marrying Hetty when they had
nongh for bread and butter. that he
lade confession:
~ can't keep It to myself any longer,