St. Landry democrat., 1885-12-12
/ Or, JUST A CAKPIN,.
BY G. @. LOST
CHAPTER xYI1-coErrNunp.

CHAPTER AVlIs--COETINUED.
'FThe young folks had best git mar
RED, though, ef they're .goin' to; both
of 'em. I've no fear fer Jennie an
Ensign. They'll git on all right, as rar
. Is they let folks git on that works for a
Twin, and IL Lucy loves Mr. Annelsey
Ts'pose that's all right, too, and she
had better write fer him to come and
get her at once of he don't want her to
get tanned up with campin' out in the
foothills .&E6@n
Mrs Parsons though. the whole sit
( cation over and over, again and again,
All night. she laysawake thinking of
Z their changed circumstances and Of her
husbands words, and in the morning
she did substantially what he had sug-
gested she wrote her daughters, tell
ing them the ranch was flooded and de-
stroyed, that the cottage itself would
be untenable before many days. but
forbidding them to return home until
they heard further from their parents.
ssYour father and do not yet know
what we shall do, she wrote. ''There
seems no place. for us to go to- Some of
the neighbors, whose houses are on
higher ground than ours, have offered
10 let us stay with them until we can
End a place to rent, but we can not
long be a tax on the hospitality of those
who have themselves lost everything
except the shelter over their heads, and
who must, like us, soon seek other
b homes. w Al 80 Ia M
1--WE are talking Of going down into
Z the great valley and renting aplace of
some of the big landlords, but it is very
hard to think Of working all. the rest Of
our lives without hope of ever having q
place of our own again, and il we can
find little place anywhere that IS for
sale, if it is only few acres with moth
ing but a shanty on it, we had both
rather buy it than to rent, even if we go
in debt for it; but We do not know OF
any such that is safe from the overflow
of these terrible mines Ell "
lyon must not worry about it too
much, dears; and you must not come
home until you hear from us again,
which will not be long, for we must do
something, and that quickly,
stYou could not help much If you
were here until we know what We are
10 do, and would probably be more ex.
pense here than there, and we vii!
write you again just as soon assWe de-
termine where we shall go. "
Then she added, in postscript:
s'You know. how much your father
and love you and how anxious we are
to have you always with us; but this we
know can not be, and if the men whom
you are IL marry urge you to speedy
union iou have our consent, and it may
be best so.
This letter John Parsons mailed at
Phippsburg, q little town on the river
ten miles above the landing where they
Usually did their trading.
When Johnny saw his father prepar
ing to start he began to cry piteously
Y and begged him not to leave them to bt
swallowed up by the terrible flood.
The poor child was not only nervous,
but actually frightened. He had sal
propped up in his little wheeled cot Al
She low window and watched the slow.
III rising food until 1t had grown K
seem thing Of life, q frightful mon
ster, such as he had read about in fairy
stories, only thousand times more
horrible, ready to swallow them all
alive; and his pale face grew palel
still. and kts eyes, large with suffering
sT6R lasssx yes viii faaEs and a.WoUlc