The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1886-06-26
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When tho dinner was ready-and it
was IL good dinuer, too. for Mrs. Skin
ner was IL notable cOuk-she asked the
children where their fa'her was. They
did no. know. This seemed strange ;
she questioned them closely, but they
had not seen which Way he went when
lie passed through the room.
"Dldn't he Say where he Was going7'
She asked, wond-rIngiy, for Mr.. skin
nrr never Went out On Sundays vita
out hi family.
III" said he was going where he'd
have more eacr,' said little Harry
Skinner.
"We!i, We wont wait dinner for
him. said his wife, and they sat down
to eat.
But a Spell seemed to have fallen up
on them and when the dinner was over
ami c!eaIed away aud they We're in the
sitting room with their books. there
Was II sense ii ,ireary loss. and MIS-.
Skinner sat with the Bible open OF ilel
lap and wondered why he had gone
out. and remembered that he looked
queer.
1t vas ID with her habits
of living that she got up in the middle
of these s%p separations to catch IL wander
ing and beIated fly and induce him
To be annililatei.
"Siranse," she said, aS it grew dark,
I'll take the children and go down to
his mothers aud see if he is there, and
if he is, XII just give HIM IA piece Of
my mind"
But he was not there, and hi, moth
er said Lo. had looked badly the last
time she saw him, ard she thought te
seemed worried; hoped it wasn't bust
ness troubles.
No. it wasn't business troubles, Mrs.
Skinner knew that. aud she he gan to
wonder if she had cleaned her husband
out of his mind. 1t came to her with
sudden force that she had bee, in the
habit Of driving him from pillar to post
at railroad speed. and at the end of a
broom or dust brush. He actually
found no rest for the sole of his foot in
his own house. 1t might have worked
upon his ervou system until he had
become suddenly insane. Horrible
thought. He might have committed
suicide.
She hurried home with the children
All was gloom. She went to his bu
reau to look for his razor. 1t was tn,
only fire arm he posse ssed-it was one
Then Mrs. skinner broke down an,
cried, and the children cried, and j
was. Indeed II scene of desolation. vile,
suddenly the door of that horrible pa
Tor opened, aud an appalition no, j
was Nj. Skinner himself-stood before
them looking very sheepish.
II have oversight myself" lie said,
in a meek, apologize tone, looking a
, the clock.
II should say you did," answere,
his wife. "and the dinner is all cate,
up, bnt I'll fix you ~ something nice,
= aud she wen out, taking the children
with her.
How much of it Mr.. Skinner eve
r knew is impossible to say, but Their
was an Immediate and satisfactor.
change that at frstiamazed andIthen d
= lighted him. He could lie down an
where when he was tired, AID his wit
! would throw q shawl over him an
. leave hin.in peace. He has even bee
, seen to lie down on the sofa in the pa
, Tor, where he took his Rip Van Winkl
! sleep, aud nobody disturbed him. Mrs.
Skinner was atheart q woman of sense
= and when she realized that one hair {
, that grizzly-gray head was worth NOR
, than all the pillow ehams in the worl
q to her she pns the last one away in th
company Of demented assortment
, superauous tides. And they are, reaI
4 " and truly, and not in any geological
sense, a ''hsppy family" now.
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