The weekly sentinel. [volume] (Winston-Salem, N.C.) 1886-1887, 1886-08-19
RESERVED
JUST AFTER THE WAR.
The Weekly Sentinel By Eleanor d.
Author of
CHAPTER XIV.


about the prize caused" that cause
suits about as well as the other, and l
suppose it did help. 1 couldn't be
present at the closing exercises, but
my prize was sent to me, handsome
book. and grand note with it; kept
them ON my pillow ever so long to
look at. l haven't been dangerously
sick, but was right dangerously threat
ened with congestion of the brain,
brain fever or something connected
with the brain. I'm up now though,
but three weeks indoors does make a
body trife weak, especially one who
is not accustomed to being sick.
Leonard kept me supplied with
fruit, while he was here he and Oscar
left several days ago.
Archie has actually gone to that
man Delacourt in New York. He
would go; said he'd gotten him fine
situation. Father begged, command
ed, threatened, but this time Archie
held out, said he'd run away, and new
er let US know where he was, if he
didn't give his consent. So he's gone
father never saying anything af
ter that threat. He writes often !,
seems delighted, and sends mother
money too. Says Belle losta trump"
in Mr.. Delacourt. / don't like his
letters, they are too full of blowing,
neither does mother, but she's glad to
get any kind, and she's made up her
mind to take the world, and Archie
with it, as it comes.
Poor father he worries great deal
about him, and is much broken in a
short time. When Archie left, I felt
I hadn't done my duty by him; he'd
never been my favorite brother, he
had leased nae SO, but 1 resolved to
write to him, and told him so, when l
kissed him goodbye; he appeared
quite pleased for he said. "why l didn't
know YOU cared that much about poor
Archibald"
It almost made me cry, in fact I
think it did, for I've thought ever
since perhaps he would have been bet
ter to me, if he had thought l loved
him more. I've thought over my own
faults since I've been sick, because |
was afraid 1 might get worse and die
I've written to him twice, and told him
how sorry | am he's gone, and how
we miss him, which is true, for he was
the noisest and newsiest, and kept the
house in whirl, and now his faults are
out of sight its astonishing how many
good things we can remember. God
grant re may come back to US some
day, and be comfort to father
l was strolling about the house the
other day, not knowing exactly what
to do with myself, { its August again,
and hot too when Miss Rebecca came
in to see mother on business, which
was to beg mother to lether take me
to the Spring.
Her father isn't so well, and they
are going and she thinks the change
will benefit her pet also she says.
AS the trip is to be present from
her and she really seems anxious to
have me, mother gives her permission,
which sets me perfectly wild, for I've
never been anywhere in my life, ex-
cept out in the county, to Littys, and
here.
Marie Louis Martyne comes to say
goodbye, and to tell all about her
grand winterin New York, where she's
been as parlor- boarder in some fine
school q wonder if they recite in
parlor). She says Pierre will regret
my being absent when he comes, |
can't help sneering at that, says I'm
the only girl he can endure here Chat
may be think, and l not feel much
complimented them. | learn he's
coming for a short vacation, as he's at
College still St. John is over in Eu-
rope, she informeS me, and tries to be
confCsed when she talks about him,
twicling big diamont ring round her
finger al the time to attract notice to
it.
Kitty income also comes to see me.
Joel brings her 70 town. and leaves her
to stay al night With me. he doesn
come up after tea Iow, as he used to
do; it seems a long time ago when he
did.
Kitty is thirteen now. just Jacks
age, and Jacks sweetheart ever since
they could talk She is a little tat
dumping, with round chubby face,
rosy cheeks with lovely deep dimples
III them big blue eyes, set way back
IN her head, and short curls dancing
in every direction, for she shakes her
head SO much, she keeps them in
continual tumuIt
Jack thinks she's beauty and so
does neither. At any rate everybody
thinks she's beautv in disposition,
for everybody loves her. she is so af-
fectionate and merry. She talks like
magpie. though I've never seen one.
and only take other folks word fos. il
that they DO u lot Of talking sh"
chatters ali the time, and fast too. All
Of or hoys are perfectly devoted to
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