The Opelousas courier., 1892-11-19

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plank, and the stout cook, putting his
broad palms under her elbows, lifted he:
lightly to the deck.
"This way, mim," and he led her
around to the fter-companionway.
They went down the rallied
stairs, ahSSl as the cook knocked at the
door Eta noticed how spick and span
everything looked.
As a matter of fact the captain, in
view Of cue lady's visit, had kept th:
cook securing the wood and brassworl
all the forenoon.
"Captain, sir, a lady wishes to SCI
ye."
The captain, with half an hours work
in his four-in-h apd, bowed respect.
fully.
"I am Miss Bourne" began Eta. 81
came in response to your advertisement
in the Globe about "a"
Eyes, ma'am," said the captain 'sthis
is the place. Will you take a seaK"
As Eta sank into an easy chs E she
| glanced about her in astonishmente~ She
had no idea that these little low houses
on ships deck was 50 comfortable as
this. a
Here wa a dainty little sitting room,
with q rich, soft carpet, a hanging lamp
of elaborate design, huge plush easy
chairs and sofa, a pretty rattan rocker
md a table strewn with the latest
magazines.
ttI beg your pardon" said the tall
captain, who had been looking c~urinusly
at her; shut are you not related to Miss
Annie Bourne, of Kennebunkqn
"Why, yes, indeed; she is my own
sister" answered Eta, with animation.
81 used to 60 to school with her in
the old Berwick Academy years ago; but
[ didn't know she had a sister"
HOh, yes, | went to the academy my
self, but it was after she was graduated"
Sand was old Brown principal when
you were there2"
From this they went on for ten min
ntes, and each knew SO many that the
other did that they DON became old ae-
quaintanoes.
The captain at once noticed that she
was a remarkably neat and pleasant little
woman, and Eta Bourne thought the
captain a f~ne-looking man, tall aud
strong.
swell, Captain sprowI." said she,
finally, 81 mustn't forget what I came
for. / believe you have a machine that
you wish to sella"
"Why, yes," said the captain, won
dering what on earth this attractive
young woman could want of a sextant.
"And how did you come to want to
sell it" pursued she, wondering what
use tins ~sea-captain had for typewriter.
aWell, the fact is" said the captain,
reddoning a little. III bought a new one
the other day when | really didn't need
it, and of course, I haven't use for two.
And" continued he, t'since turn about
is fair play, I am going TO ask you what
you want of one7"
ITO earn a living with" said she.
The captain looked puzzled as he went
into the stateroom to get the sextant.
He had heard that women were becoming
the rivals of men in almost every trade
and profession, and he vaguely wondered
If Miss Bourne was intending sometime
to become Captain Bourne.
"Well," said he, coming back and
holding the sextant out towards her,
there It is. The ivory on the scale is a
little yellow, and the vernier glass has a
little crack across the other edge, but
He stopped. Miss Bourne was hold
ing up her hands in amazement.
carbohydrates is this7" she
stammered.
aWhy, it's a sextant," said the cap
tain. II thought you knew what that
looked like"
"But there's some misunderstood
here. I don + have any use for a sextant.
It was a typewriter that / understood
you had to sell.n
"a typewriter, said the captain aston
ished in turn. "Why, no. Here's the
advertisement, and he put the paper il
her hands.
Now, as I have said, Eta Bourne war
q Maine Yankee, and in less than ten
seconds she had guessed how the mistake
occurred.
"Well, now" said the captain. 81
thought it was awful funny that a woman
should want to buy a sextant. Now you
disappointed me, | don't see how I
nm going to sell it, unless / leave it at
instrument makers and let him get
what he can for it."
Oddly enough. from this point this
story ruas along so naturally that you can
it yourself.
The tall captain escorted Miss Bourne
Uptown, called on her two or three times
while he was in port. corresponded with
ler when he was away, and in less than
|, year this notice appeared;
Sprowl-3ourna-Iu Kennebunk Me-.
day 8 at the residenceof the briae's parents.
,ayt. Edwin r. sprovl AMI Henrietta E.
And now ms story is done.-Boston
sIobe.
In n Of Gladstone's own elections
friends are said to have expended
9S4O, 900 il his behalf. An average
HDgIlsh election costa A0k. 0fl. !