The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1893-09-16

was receiving equally sage counsels
from his friend Bates, who stood In
much the same relation to him as Miss
Leighton did to Maud Elton.
Don't make q laundering ass of
yourself, my dear fellow that world
ly. wise bachelor, Bates, was pleading.
L could tell you lots Of things about
Mrs. Martindale, only / don't care to
pass for a scandal monger; and, be-
sides, while your present i~nfatuation
lasts you wouldn't believe me. All l
beg of you is to go easy for a bit and to
avoid committing yourself. In due time
your eyes will be opened, and then you
| will arise and bless me. If it would re-
lieve your feelings at all to curse me
now, curse away; l don't mind"
Lionel Falconer, a ~long-legged, tact
turn young man, whose smooth-shaven
c~ountenance had not altered in express
sion during Mr.. Bates harangue, of
which the fag end has been reported
above, refrained from cursing his
friend. He merely took his cigarette
out of his mouth for a moment and re-
piled, laconically:
"All right, old chap"
But he was by no means sure hat it
was all right, nor was he by any means
sure that he had not committed him
self. infatuated upon the subject of
Mrs. Martindale's charms he assuredly
vas not; he had begun flirting with her
simply and solely because Maud Elton
had seen fit to f1irt with other people.
Buthe had been fattered and cajoled; he
had been dexterously led On from point
to point, and his present impression was
that he had gone almost, if not quite,
too far to recede. After all, what did
it matter? He was one of those luck
less beings, an eligible young man;
somebody was certain to marry him be-
fore long; the only girl for whom he
had a fancy had turned her back upon
him, and Mrs. Martindale was at least
an amusing companion.
AS may be readily imagined, less Gym
zeal views of life began to prevail with
him at Lady Knightsbridge's ball that
evening, when Maud Elton, wearing,
like the lady in the ballad, 1.-The colors
he approved'-his racing-colors, in fact
-beckoned him to her side and gave
him a kindly little scolding. He was
very soon made to see that any slight
misunderstanding which might have
arisen between them had been entirely
due to his wv stupidity, he was very
soon brought to the point of acknowl-
edging that his ostentatious devotion
to Mrs. Martindale (which in truth
Maud had not even noticed) had been
enough to ALLEVIATE any friends, who
could not be expected to know that
sort of woman" But when it was in
timated to him that he would have to
prove his repentance by attending Mrs.
Elton's river picnic and forsaking the
concert to which he had been hidden,
he pulled a rather long face.
I'm sure l don't want to go to her
concert, nor to anybody's concert
he declared; music isn't much in my
line. But, you see, a. 1 said would be
there -"
"You said you would be at our pic.
mic. You may have forgotten it, but
you did say so, and if you break your
work-well, her l shall understand
that you prefer Mrs. Martindale's com
pany to ours, and l shall act accord
ingly.'
Needs must when certain persons
drive. He knew, or thought he knew.
what Maud meant, and he said to