The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1884-05-10

xhe next morning she found her N,
~ ue Address which Ernest had aiveI
At Mra Falconer's . bese,r N. neve,
tulned away, and the kindly Come IL,
was was ne9 answer. - she placed the carr
INTO the servants hand.
Mra Falconer, Edith, Gerald. F,nce.
ana Ernest were at home when the dirt,
card was brought in by the servant an3
handed to his mistress, ''-'0
Ernest, dear, is this your vr;tino }.
she asked ' "11'ns :
Oh, yes mother! gave il to ,
poor young woman She has nm awfnI
cough and seemed SO poor and III
You dld quite right dear. John
snow the poor creature in.
Ellen entered the room with a tokter.
ing step: She had tasted NOTHING that
gay, and the walk was long for her en-.
feebled form. -0- ''0- On
With prompt kindness. Ernest placed
. char for her. and Edith looked he-
seechlngly towards her mother.
Yes, love, she said answering her
And she took the keys from q little
basket hastily unlocked q cellaret, and
poured out glass of wine for the ex-
hausted creature.
What can we do for your" asked Mrs,
Falconer, gently. -
don't know. madam, said the girl,
husnly. / am dying, know"
II hope not" said Mrs Falconer,
II hope So" said the pir ..For
what should I live, lost, deSraded. a I
ami might have been happy once. !"
ahe continued. 'but 1 broke a Kind
heart, and am now what you see me.
Why should ivei Give me . little
more wine, fair girl-just little. :"
She stretched her trembling hand To-
wards Edith, who hastily took M the
decanter, but Mira Falconer laid her
hand upon her arm.
mo more, Edith" abe said. "she
shall have food, but not drink. And nv
children. as I wish to question this poor
creature. and see your horses being
bsought round 60 for your ride and
leave me with her.
They instantly rose and left the room
but Edith returned almost immeaiately.
and placing warm mantle round the
shoulders Of the ahivering creature
whispered It viii keep you warm"
and hastily retired.
Eless her :" said Ellen: "bless her.
II such ~ me deserve to bleas her!''
With the kindest wortla and Qentlea*
persuasion, Mrs. Falconer led the un-
happy girl to tell her the history of her
miserable life. No word of rebuke
passed her lips, but she kindly pointed
to her the way of reformation.
Did you say your fathers name was
Graham r asked Mrs Falconer.
Yes" falterel Ellen.
"Then he is now steward on Viscount
Dunkellon's estate, and Ralph is head
gamekeeper. I have seen them in nv
visits to the Hall. Ralph is o tall, dark,
stern looking man. whom 1 have never
seen to smile"
II do not recognize the likeness,
madam, said Ellen. He had happy
temper once"
Mrs Falconer promised Ellen to sup
with her father If she would 20 back.
II viii not deceive you, said Mrs
Ealconer. "You hEve not long to live.
That cough and that blood speak but
too surely of consumption. Go home,
ter of your fathers arms
II will" sobbed Ellen. "n he viii
receive me"
II will speak to the Viscount, =" said
Mrs. Falconer. He is 30 much re-
,pected that I doubt not your father viii
cOncede to his wishes"
Mrs Falconer was not one to promise
aud not perform. She Immediately
a. n-,~Ir11-,> -
for the dying girl and in the meantime
provided lodging and sent every neces-
sary to nourish and support her, in order
that she might gain . little strength
before she set out for her journey home.
In q few days the Viscount's answer ar
rived assuring the unfortunate girl of
her fathers forgiveness.
Two days after, her health slightly i'm
proved from the comforts with which
She had been surrounded, Ellen left for
Dcnlo
Upon Reginalds returning homo for
the first time after his outrage ON Edith
he found q note from Lord Bowmont,
couehed in the coolest terms, desiring
that he would instantly provide for him
self separate establishment intimating
that his usual allowance would be
doubled to meet the expenses, and en-
closing check for . hundred pounds;
but until he had renounced his present
dislpated life he would not be received
at BOwmont House.
Reginald ground his teeth with rage.
He intends that acknowledge that
fellow, it is evident" he said Let
him beware. am not one to threaten
but Ernest Falconer shall never be the
heir of Bowmont !"
Ordering his valet to pack his ward
robe, Reginald engaged apartments at
The Albany, and throwing large cloak
round him, went out
The vicinity to which he directed his
steps Was low neighborhood where
the shops were filed With every conceiv-