The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1892-07-09
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awaited her. one was ali Ill black, and
her face was very pale. arose and
took her hand in mine at once. I would
make no prelude or preparation, but
would go directly to the point.
kitty" whispered, Il have come
to ask you to be my wife, l think I
have always loved you. Kitty, Kitty.
what is your answer
The sweet, pale face dropped.
I'll am sorry" she murmured faint
ly, ''but II cannot" All my pride
was up in arms in moment.
''You refuse me, then?' / cried BIT
terly. ''And oh, how / love you.
Kitty!'' tt
She was trembling like leaf, but
she turned away with calm composure
I snatched up my hat and turned to the
door, angry, hurt, my pride stung. a
"Goodby!'' I cried wildly. II hope
may never see you again, You ares
fiirt and not worthy good mans
love!" and then / dashed out of the
house like 1nadman, and went home to
my own rooms and locked myself in.
alone with my dreary thoughts.
The next day started ON a journey,
deciding to make tour of the far west
visit California, Colorado and explore
the Rocky mountains. Time passed and
found myself SO occupied and interest
ed with the strange sights and the new
scenes whittier my unquiet spirit led
me that the wound in my heart began
to heal. In the meantime had kept up
correspondence with Clara Champion.
How | had drifted into it can hardly
say, but found her pleasant, chatty
writer, and was glad to receive her let
ters. had just replied to long epistle,
when news connected with some real
estate Of mine at home made me decide
to return, and | started upon the vv-.~
next train for the east.
found my mother well, and having
attended to my business turned my
steps in the direction of the Champion
mansion. rang the bell and was
ushered into small reception room,
which was separated from Miss Clara's
boudoir by heavy azure velvet portieres
| seated myself to await Miss Clara's
coming. learned afterward that the
having shown me into the reception
room straightway forgot to announce
my arrival to the ladies' And sitting
there, my presence unsuspected, I heard
these words:
Mamma" it was Clara Crampton's
voice-'do you think that he will ever
propose? Alan Gordon mean of course.
Whom else have | been angling for ever
since that night when | told him that
Kit Hathaway had determined to marry
a fortune? And then, you know, Imade
Kit believe that he had told lne-didn't
ever tell you about it, manma?-that
he would never marry girl without
fortune, and above all girl who loves
to nirt. In short. | made her believe
that he was only amusing himself with
her, and Kit is horribly proud, you
know, SO that accounts for Gordon go
ing away SO suddenly. l am determined
to be Mrs Alan Gordon myself, for he
| is worth half million or more" tf#
| started to my feet in utter conster-
nation, and then the strangest thing oc-
Cured. Out from the embrasure Of the
| long window at the other end of the
room, where she had sat, hidden from
my view by the heavy window curtains,
came Kitty Hathaway. She had also
been victim to the laundering servant.
! and we two Gagged there together had
| heard our own story. with all the wrong
| set right.
| put out both hands with a swift.
| glance toward the portieres-a glance
which Kitty interpreted to mean silence.
She laid her white hands in mine, and
without word | stopped and kissed
| her. H
At that very moment Miss Clara swept.
aside the portieres, falling back with a
stifed shrek as her eyes fell upon the
| scene.
Miss Kitty is my promised wife,
Miss Champion" | said quietly, land
we thank you from the bottom Of our
hearts for having set right the wrong
that your own hands have wrought"
Kitty has been my dear wife for many
long day, but we will neither of us
ever forget the look of defeat, the hOr-
ror the CONSERVATION which rested upo..
Clara C1'alnpton's face. But it was ali
her own work, and it was right that sEo
should tsear the penalty.-Toronto Maj.
a Nice Way to Secve Ices.
At Il recent dinner the ices were served
in natural fruit skins. A plated basket
of sl1un sugar was piled with oranges
apples lemons, bananas and luscioI: