The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1884-04-05

delighted --''0 ooen
mo doubt, laughed Lord Bowmont
nave yoa seen Reginald latelv!"
les; tapped ut his door as came
Gown, said Ernest, but suppose he
mas not yet finished DRESSING
MIS-. FalcOner had arrived earlv in the
Gay, and she superintended Editb's
.Nlet IN the evening. The dress she had
CHOSEN for her was of white Grape over a
:ich gksce silk; her skirt was looped mn
with sprays of pearl thistles, which
matched the head-dress; earrings and
nracelets--her birthday gifts.
Never did more lovely creature pre-
pare Tor her first ball Her eyes blazed
With excitement and her soft cheek
rlvaled the damask rose in bloom.
Mrs. and Miss Austin were in ecstasies
over her when she appeared with Mrs.
fMconer who, IN handsome dress of
Dlack satin, served as q foil to the charm
ing beauty beside her.
When she entered the drawing-room
Lord Eowmont was standing near the fire
talking to MIR. Austin; but on Edith's en-
trance her extreme likeness to her mother
SO ag1tated him that he was OBLIGED TO
lean ON the marble mantelpiece for sup
port.
u fear you are i'll, my lord, /" said Mr..
Austin.
Take no notice, Austin; shall be
better directly" said Lord Bowmont.
But Edith had seen his agitation; in
voluntarily her eye had sought his for
appreciation, and In an instant she was at
HIS side.
.'You are i'll, my lord, she said, in a
voice of terror. Edward, some water
-quick!"
. 1t is nothing, said Lord Bowmont,
wiping the heavy drops from his brow.
1.-The warmth of the room Overpowered
me; nothing more"
And he smiled fondly on the lovely
face beside him.
"Charmlng queen, may the humblest
of your majesty's heges desire favor 90
asked Ernest, bowing with mock respect.
What favor does my subject require -
said Edith, laughing musically.
1.-The favor of bestowing this lovely
hand in the first dance"
The hand is engaged, Sir Subject
May inquire to whoms"
Mr.. Edward Falconer," she said,
smiling brightly on Edward who was
standing beside her.
''Oh, Edward" said Ernest, ''do give
her up this once, for I SO particularly
wish her to dance with some one else!'
You know, Ernest said Edward,
THAT this is a waltz, and cannot endure
our sister to waltz with any one else.''
II know, Edward; but this partner is
a stranger-the new boy, sister. He is
SO unhappy and timid that he has been
n his room all day, and Mr.. Austin sent
me to speak to him. There is something
IN him that seem to have known before.
Viii you give her mp, Edward" ?"
We'll, Ernest, said Edward, with a
great effort, ''if the poor fellow is as un-
happy as you say, and you think it will
really do him good, 1 viii give her up
.hi3 once"
Thanks. Come, bright darling, and
la. me introduce you, he said, offering
lis arm.
Halt an hour afterward Lord Bowmont
entered the ballroom with Mrs. Falconer
lust as the band had commenced a set OF
auadrilles
Edith is looking very lovely tonight
Mrs. Falconer," he said, land does in
Unite credit to yol.'
Indeed; she grows more beautiful
every day, said her proud nurse.
There is Edward and Ernest, said
Lord Bowmont, ''but where IS the queen
If the night: Oh, there she is and-good
gracious! what an extraordinary likeness
Who is her partner, Mrs Falconer
Who is he!"
Il never saw him before. !" said Mrs.
valconer, III low tone. ''Shau l in-
luire:'
.'Yes, pray do"
"Who is the young gentleman dancing
With my daughter she inquired, as Mr.
Austin entered.
LET me see; where are they? J. have
oean up stairs to my new pupil, young
gentleman [ fetched this morning from
he docks. He is so unhappy that
.ould not persuade him to come down
20 I sent our doctor for low spirits
(Ernest) up to hiln-and-by jingo. ii
that is not he !"
"Who!" said Mrs. Falconer, rather
.,npatiently.
why, the young gentleman dancing
With Miss Falccner is Gerald, the son OF
,iscount Duakellon. He was sent to ME
,pder tie escort ot an English family,
371a the Vis;c,3,ins ard NiscountesS are still
Who is he!'' asked Lord Bowmont,
',;s eyes still fixe.l on Edith's partner.
Who is he Z"
Gerald, The son of Viscount Dunkel-
ion"
:Dunkellon and Gerald" gasped Lord
sowmont. 1t must be hss' son! Where
s his mother:'
The Viscount and Viscountess have
lot returned to England; they are still l.
.fadei1a-"
"Ering your friend here, Ernest. sale
Lord Bowmont, as he approached with {
dshcate-looking youth on his arm.
Ibid YOU wish to be introduced, my
lord:" asked Ernest ''This is new
friend. Gerald Dunkellon-Lord Bow
mont"
The boy looked UP into his face. He