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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and how missed Kitty Hathaway.
And then something else occurred to
me also-something that came crushing
down upon me with sudden force, near
ly depriving me of my senses. / awoke
all at once to the fact that loved her
|. Alan Gordon, who had long looked
upon love and marriage as remote con-
tingency-an accident which must be-
fall me some time, but not now. Oh, NO!
was my own master; a fortune of
half million had fallen to me year
ago, and was quite alone in the world
save for my mothor. She had given up
the hope of my falling in love, for not
the slightest fancy had ever troubled
the peaceful waters of my existence.
But was awake at last to the knowl-
edge that while | had been dreaming
love had stolen in at the door of my
heart, and aroused myself to realiza-
tion of the truth when it was too late to
bar the intruder out. =
While ! sat there, with Kitty's or
chids in my hand, my eyes dreamily
watching the floating white robed fig
ure-she was all in white, fieecy,
gauzy, diaphanous material striped with
silver threads-and occasionally inter
cepting a sly glance from the merry
brown eyes from over her partners
shoulder, Mrs. Champion, with her
daughter Clara in tow, made her way
with difficulty to my side.
'Dear me, Alan. what place to sit,
to be sure" Mrs. Champion had known
NE all my life, and always addressed me
by my given name. "You have not met
Clara since her return from school. NV
DEAR" with swift glance into Miss
Clara's face, ssthis is your old school
mate and playfellow, Alan Gordon.
You are five years her senior, Alan.
Now | am going to leave you two to re-
new old friendship, while l 20 to Mrs.
Marcy yonder. / declare, the old lady
is looking faint and ill.,
mo wonder; the atmosphere is sti-
fling" thought, as made way for Miss
Clara, who sunk into the seat at my
side which Kitty had vacated.
A slender, painfully slender, young
lady was Miss Clara Champion, with
pale blue eyes and pale yellow hair, and
an air of languor.
"Just see Kitty Hathaway ejaculat-
ed that young lady; show overdressed
she is, and she dances all the time! See,
she is flirting with young Granger..'
looked: now could help it? Had l
not been looking at every opportunity
while the dancers danced and the sweet
waltz music surged upon the perfumed
air? Yes, it looked like flirting, for Kit
TVS eyes were uplifted to Granger's S
handsome face, and the very manner of
the little witch convinced me that there
was mischief brewing. All, well. she
was not mine had no right to dictate
or interfere.
"And you know Clara's voice
foated across my reyerie like chill east
! wind-''that the Hathaways are in re-
duced circumstances, and Kitty is
bound to marry rich man. Dear me!
she told me SO, Mr.. Gordon. She de-
clares that she must marry a fortune
What is the natter"
had started up with an involuntary
exclamation which could not repress.
Did the girl know-or care-that she
was driving me mad? And just at that
instant, with a broken wall, the music
died into silence. | arose to my feet.
| pardon Inc, Miss Champion" | be-
| gan, striving hard to be calm and conr-
| teous; Il have Miss Hathaway S orchids,
| and must return them to her. Orchids
are too valuable to be lightly thrown
away
Miss Clara bowed, but there was a
look of displeasure upon her thin face.
| made my way slowly from the Sc
cluded niche back to the ballroom, to
Kitty Hathaway's side. laid thc
orchids in her hand.
"They are too valuable to lose," l sug
gested.
| ''They are hideous!'' she cried, tossing
| them upon table near. Il never coulG
understand the beauty Of an orchid any
more than can appreciate the beauty
| Of a mushroom. But Mr.. Granger sem
them, and r.
| bowed.
| 81 understand He is the last favorei
suitor," cut il, harshly.
Kitty lifted her eyes to my face again
with that same indignant glance, bu
full of pathos too.
! "Will you get my cloak" she asl-e,
softly-"and please find mamma
think shall go home"
| With secret satisfaction obeyel her
and when the carriage had driven ava,
/ went back to bid the hostess goot
night. and took my departure also