The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1886-08-14
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~ATURDA AUG. Il, 1886.
AN OLD 0 STORY.

Dut llltt "b> IL u INV Nv u VII pilf-
and a cruel day for master Is De tlav-l
ing, a hr was aud not in one of Nour
comfortable cars. whore You don't know
Whetlrr is shining or pouring but
in his own little open gis. You see,
master WAS Il doctor. and when he was
sent for he must go. and this was a case
that was very dangerous, and he must
stay away all night, and only mistress
and me- il the house. and more money
IL it than ever WAS there before. For,
YOU see, Master Mullins. that was su
perinttndlng the new works, had come
down to pay the hands. He had travel
en-, armed, for many and many ii mile,
and he arrived, as y"u may say, a day
q day too soOn-that is, it was Friday,
and Saturday was to be payday, of
course
II want to go to see my old mother
in her bit If IL cottage on the lonely
road, says Master Mullins to the d'c-
tor, land that little house is no place
for a sun that many IL man has been
murdered for. 1t l leave it here, no
one will know it. Yours is the best Sc
cured house anywhere for miles, and
it will be Oft my mind > and the doc
tor had showed him where to put il.
And ie had gone off to see the old
mOther-and oft WAS the doctor him
self. And VT women, my mistress and
myself. alone. To be sure, the big
stone house was SO well locked aud bar
red that it Was next to impossible any
one could get in and there was no
knowledge of anything more than usu
ally valuable being there, 81 tar as we
knew. But somehow my heart was in
a futIcr. Maybe my mistress felt as
l did, for She came and sat in the kit
chen with ne with her knitting, and
told me must come and sleep in The
little room off hers that night.
That Was at four. and | remember
Ao" ubi IL / vas liz IohS SIUSh Ot0 un
to whit a> it always did before striking,
and then counted the hour ont like 80
many pennies. Aud just as it stepped
there carna ii knock at the door.
| went to open it and there We're two
men with IL wagon, and in the wagon
a long bundle of something sewed up
n cloth.
CDR James live here ?" says one Of
the men.
Gle does.' says I. "He's my mas.
ter"
''Then,' says the man, here's IL bur
die tor him.
"BIess Us, it's big enough says l..
sit is said he. "Weil, let's in with
it, old lady. Well put it i'll the coln-r
of the hall. Aud you: master left par
tlcniar directions that it was not TO b-
opened until he came. It's something
that might be very much hurt If i,
wasn't opened right says hs-"a sort
VI SUIItl>e lOt your MISTRESS
WELL says |. .'Ill tell her what
was said. And when did You see mas
ter ="
"At9 this morning." say he.
"And what's in the bundle,'' says l.
81 don't KNOW says he. THE doc
tor Was too wet to talk much. He was
at he named a town the doctor
was to ride through.
"But he was particular it shouldn't
be opened until he came" said the
man. Il Was to tell the lady thai,
with his love-
Very WE'LL" says l, Ill tell her >,
and away he went, and | took the tea
into the parIor, and told my mistr. IS
what had happened, and she fell to
wondering what it could be. "a roll
of new curtain silk, perhaps,' says she.
Its too heavy for that says L.
"a pair Of mirrors" says she.
"It's too round for that says l.,
Then | tell you it's the Turkey car
pet Eve wanted for the parlor this
twelve-month,' says shs for in those
days the Turkey carpet was the kind
they most thought of.
II think it is that, ma'am," says l
SO We talked it over. Servants lived
long while with ladies in those days.