The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1893-09-02
"Sir!" inquired Caroline.

"Ah, yes" Caroline drew a long, ex-
pressive breath, and a close observer
would have said that her nostrils dilated
something like those of a high strung
horse. Sunday evening l attended serv-
ices at St. James; Monday evening l de-
voted to literature, Emerson, Carlyle
and Renan being my favorite authors:
Tuesday evening | attended the musi>
Gales. and Wednesday evening l attend
prayers. Thursday evening | again de-
vote to reading: Friday evening | gener.
allv attend the opera or concert. and
Saturday evening | give to preparations
for the Sabbath"
Then she turned to her Remington, and
the old gentleman groaned in an aside.
Caroline was flushed and wrathful.
The old sinner!' she was Tuning to
herself as she took his dictation in short
hand. las though he thought l could
not UNDERESTIMATE
Caroline was past 90 and considered
capable of taking care of herself, yet she
felt as injured and insulted as though
the white haired man had ogled her as
he did the youngest and most hippant
girl in the house.
But Caroline did not wish to lose her
position. for it was an unusually paying
one, and it began to be al effort to her
to repel the insinuation of the senior
partner without offending him. She soon
detesied him most heartily.
One morning the junior partner came
in very much Hurried.
"Vandergast is in town" he said. And
despite herself Caroline REDEEMED and
then grew pale.
Hey: You don't say! Well, that's
ducedly inconvenient just now.
He will be looking into accounts. and
we are not prepared for that at present"
said the youth significantly.
No" mused the other, and then they
held a lengthy consultation, during
which Caroline was on the qui vive to
catch every word.
But they spoke suardedly, for all that
her outward appearance was one of such
Indifference. Evidently it was of enough
Importance to not trust her fully.
Yes" said the senior at last, that
will be the best plan. We will secure
the bonds at the bank to put a good face
on things. and then he will not be likely
to look deeper until after the crisis. 1t
would ruin rs for him to withdraw his
shares now.
All this was Greek to Caroline until
she remembered several communications
she had taken which were in regard to
speculations. and then it was clear to
her. The Junior partner went at onc to
the bank. and the old gentleman seemed
somewhat worried.
Caroline gave no sign. but she made a
resolution. and when 3 o'clock, her hour
for quitting work. came she said calmly:
Il believe | must sever my connection
with this Office today. | wish to return
home"
"Ah-ahem! Do | understand you
mean to quit ms at once:"
Yes | wish to return home tomor-
row morning" she returned imperturb-
ably.
This is rather sudden. Indeed | do
not see how | can let you go at once"
But You must, sir!' said Caroline.
with decision.
So he made ont her check and babe
her IL goodby, and a few minutes
later foand her in the hotel waiting for
John Vandergast.
Whether 1t was her John or some 9TH
Ell Nandergast. she had determined to
warn him and then go home for a vaca-
ton until she secured another position.
And when she looked on the hotel regis
ter she knew it was her John.
why, Caroline" he said. when he
came III. his face lighting up This is
a most unexpected honor. | was hurry,
ing business matters so as to get nome
tomorrow TO see you"
He shook her hand warmly and looked
closely into her face to see if he might
venture any further greeting.
No II would be apt to take even a
lovers liberty with Caroline.
You have made my stay a long one
and a tedious one to me by denying me
the privilege Of writing to you" he said
in reproach.
eyes. | know. john" she rejoined has
tily, for she was afraid her bushes might
encourage an embrace, but you know |
am a typewriter now. or was an houf
ago" And she looked at him d~efantly.
He laughed.
Il understood in one of my letters
from home that you had accepted soma
position here i'll the city. but | could no5
learn where or what it was. | am sure
you are the same if not more to me for
that. T~ypewriters are a fine set Of girls
An unmistakable satisfaction came
into Caroline's face.
Il am-so glad you do not think less
OF me than you did," she said, under hei