The weekly messenger. [volume] (St. Martinsville [i.e. St. Martinville] La.) 1886-1948, 1890-03-15


Meanwhile DIR. Emory called every
afternoon and cons ultcd with Dora as
to the new raror carpet and the china.
"Buy good things" she said. "What
is the use of getting carpe: that will
fade soon, or china that chips; and sill
yer makes table look well. Besides,
the things about a house bel ong to the
widow-if should be left"
''She is deuced practical" said poor
DR.. Emory to himself.
This was after the new matron ar
rived and was being drilled in her du-
tics by Miss Dwight, who calmly said
before everyone:
''Iou see m to be married shortly"
do you know, poor Nellie never
talked like that; nor my dear Maria"
"Of course not" said Miss Dwight.
but you remarked In your offer to me
that (of cour,e) you and l had done
with romance Ion; ago.
Dr. Emory tried to laugh, but he was
not happy.
That aftern DON he took long, long .
ride TO the sea, shore, and stabling his
horse at the hotel walked down to the
beach. ''The season" was over. The
caterers expected only a little chance
custom. 1t was a day when driving
clouds made it cool enough to be pleas
ant. There he sat down behind big
mound OF sand and watched the sea
and thought of Maria, and how he used
so often to kiss the baci, of her neck
because the two little cur,s locked so
cunning, and how she thought him
handsome; how dear they were to each
other.
How long his revcr;e had lasted he
did not know, when merry voices
sounded in his car.
A mans tones, those of two little
boys and woman's. Surely he knew
the last speaker. He peeped from uu-
der his big Panama hat, and saw Dora.
She had brought the E.lwood boys !
down for a holiday, at their uncle's re.
quest, and he had come also. DR.. !
Emory guessed who the gentleman was,
for he had had the caic of these boys |
laid before him, and was looking for /
two orphans to fill their places when
they should be gone but the presence
of Mr.. Ellwood gave him offence. ''It
has quite the air of a family party"
he said
The boys played about, dug with
their little spades and filled with white
sand those painted pals which all good
picnickers buy at the seaside. They
took off their shoes and stockings and
waded along the edge of the water.
The elder people seemed as happy as
they, and how youngl At last they sat
down very near to DR.. Emory, with
their backs to his sand barrow, and he
saw man brown hand drop upon a
little white one and hold it tight.
Without showing himself he could not
see their faces.
''Do you know why l asked you to
come here'' said the owner of the
brown hand.
''To mind the children, as Sally
says" replied the owner of the white
hand.
mo, to tell you something" said
Brown Hand. Darling little woman,
prettiest and sweetest of all created
beings, Ihave loved you from the first
moment i met you. Do you think you
would mind marrying a man who has
his fortune yet to makes Cvud you be
poor with him, and yet be happys You
see am poor, but 1 adore you and I'm
Sc fish enough to ask you to do Just
that for my sake, if you can try to love
me-"
The white hard futtcrcl. A soft
voice trembled.
Il should not have to try it," she
sobbed. '1t seems to come of itself
and as for poverty, Id rather beg with
you than live without you and have
millions. Oh! don't look hannr dnn,i