The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1884-03-08

Parene and h0me-she who had oiyer
n!m tho wealth of her true heart-in6ef,I
.iied upon his doorstepl H. vifa hi,
iawfully welded Wife, tie mother Of III,
httlo oneA had abe persisted from ov;e
ana exhaustion within the hearing OF hi,
voicel - ~
In those few minutes of bsvilderet
PAIN Geraldine's sufaerings were some
what avenged
Several tootmen stood round the still
form in horril3ed amusement
That the91 master should raise suoh ,
bedIabbled pegson from the streets wa,
too much for their dignity.
foo!s! said Eugene. turning with q
great effort to them; "wifl you see her
dle for want Of asSistance: Call some
womanl Col" ''''~
He smoothed the tangled hair from hor
white forehead with shaking hands: he
dld not dare to pcess his quiverinp lips To
the n9ld mouth; and voiceless prayer
went from his heart that she might speak
to hum once moro in forgiveness.
hear some poor girl has been found
on the step@ sir; what can / do for her?''
A kmd-loo61g, middle-aged woman
had entered and stood unnoficed beside
Mira Moss" aid Eugene, turning
quickly. 'fof heavens sake do some
thing fear abe u dead she Is 30 white
90 still Oh, how pitiful it is!''
Ana he began to chafe the cold, rigid
fingeeA and bitter tears of remorse and
pain Tell ON the senseless form.
With quiet tac* Mrs Moss dismissed
Lord BoWmont and soon restored Geral-
dine to animation. The Wild, sad blue
eyes opened and ahe started up.
Where are they" she whispered
Who do you want my dear2" asked
Mrs: MosA
Eugene my father Constance! I" she
replied. quickly. "Oh. Heaven! I must
6he aprang from the couch; her cheeks
hitherto 80 pale. flushed crimson, her
eyes blazing; and with . strength which
. few minutes before seemed utterly ex-
hausted, she dashed Mira Moss aside and
stood in the centre of the room like q
maddened. hunted animal ct bay.
Good Heavens /" said Mrs Moss: "she
has gone mad What shall I dot Lady
Augusta viii never forgive me. MY
dear girl" she continued advancing
gently to her. "dO pray be calm. Yoa
shall 60 70 your father, but pray remain
quiet little longer"
The door was at this moment hastily
opened and Eagene BOwmont entered
She stood confronting him, and he xhud-
dered q he met her wild, questioning
glance.
Her burning eyes were fxedupon him;
her breath oalno in gasps from her pant
ing bosom; and her clenched hands were
pressed tightly to her heart
"Eugene," she breathed, hoarsely,
did you send me heres"
"You forget, he said, softly. "whero
you ara"
"No, no! I do not forget I can
never forget! How cruel-how cruel!
And I loved Sou! Had not fallen low
Goodness knows I have wronged
you, " he said "but not as you imagine.
"Ah!" she said, gently, gliding her
quivering fingers into his hand; IL have
been mad-1 am mad now, think.
is so strange, and they may
come; but you viii save mel am safe
now!''
She clasped her hands and sank on her
knees IT. his feet Eugene was terribly
agitsted. He lifted the dropping form
from the ground and supported the
weary, tired head upon his bosom.
Mrs. Moss," hesaid. what can do2
We must take her away and place her
mfely somewhere till she isable to travel
Do not misjudge her. Believe me, she
has . right TO every tenderness and care
hat both / and mine can best0w on her. "
II can think of but one place. said
Mrs. Mosa my daughter lives in o
small street not far away. She win be
xindly trestad and nurssd il You like to
"Can We take hef there nowi" said
Eugene, looking down ON the again closed
eyelids and deathlike face ''She is NJ.
terly exhausted, and must have wandered
about for hours in the streets. I know,
Mrs. Moss when she RECEIVERS she will
,ccept nothing from me; but if You have
my regard for me show it in your love
and care for her"
"I will take her myself" said Mrs.
Moss, ''if you will order q cab. She is
eery Ill, poor child she continued pity
lngly.
She hustled away, and Eugene laid his
burden on the couch. while he
o large cloak round her.
Farewell, my darlingl" he said,
pressing burning kiss upon the
marble brow. Farewell, my wife! my
Lowell"
The exposure and fatigue to which
Geraldine had been subjected resulted in
, lingering illness, which well nigh
oaftled the constant care and attention of
her medical attendant and nurses. All
that money could do was done for her,
and abe at length rose from her bed .
,hadnw Of her former self. vorv gentle.
patient and grateful; but alas! with her
mind q blank. Memory Of the past or
lope in the future were lost to her. She
never read or worked Or employed her
,eH. And Eugene, with terrible remorse.
often wandered round tho house, not
laring to see hee. and feeling too guilty
10 desire to do @