The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1893-07-22

wish you would quit quoting poetry.
and talk, and tell me what to do"
Il have told you over and over again,
that 1 would never marry one man,
loving another returned Josephine;
then continued: 'As a feather is watt
ed downward from an eagle in his
flight"
80" cried her sister, irritably, Twill
you stop that? / declare" she added,
'vhat with Your husband. your baby
and your poetry. you are no earthly
good to me any more. When you were
in love / looked forward to your en-
gagement, when | supposed you would
be like an ordinary mortal again. But,
no; after you We're engaged you were
always incoming or spooning when
Geof was in the same town, and when
be was away you were ~eternally read
ing his letters, writing him, or med
itating what to write. Then | antici-
pated your marriage, but you boarded
the first two years, so | couldn't visit
you; and now you keep house you are
always with that baby, quoting poetry
or singing TO it; and working hat rock
II continually. l declare, when l do
get married l viii not have a rocking
chair in my house, and | will marry a
man rich enough to hire a nurse. As
for marrying n man, and loving an
other, that sounds all right; but l don't
know that | do love another. What is
Jack to me but a mirage, a memory, a
dream, anything but a substantial man;
while old Mr.. Smith and his millions
are very substantial, very real. How
do | know that Jack isn't dead?'
Because he said he would let you
know if anything should happen to
him." replied Josephine.
well, married to another girl, then.
/ think that is rather more likely, on
second thoughts"
Josephine remained silent.
"Why don't you speak, 10? If you
were anything like a sister yeu would
think of my good-my worldly well
fare-and help me to make up my mind
to marry Nh. Smith and-his millions.
You know that it is three years since
Jack went away-that we are not
bound to each other. All he said was:
Annette, the man that had charge of
my mothers money has swindled her
ont of every cent, and she and my sis
ter are quite dependent on me now. 1
am afraid / shall have all l can do to
support them for several years, 50 l
cannot ask you now to be my wife, as l
intended to do before going west, but if
l am fortunate l shall come back be-
fore very long. and | hope you will be
free That was three years ago, and
he has new er written me one word
NO: and l honor him the more for it.
He wished to leave you entirely free
and you are"
Josephine rose as she spoke, and went
out of the room to lay the baby, that
had fallen asleep, in its crib. When
she returned, Annette was sitting in
the same position, before the CRATE fire,
apparently in deep thought. In a few
minutes she spoke again:
Il wish that l had been home when
Mr.. Smith proposed, 10. Mother would
not have hesitated in urging me to ac-
cept him. 1t would have seemed like
a kind Of duty then"
Josephine was silent.
''How loud hat clock does tick!'
Annette continued, fretfully. After &
minutes pause: "Why didn't you buy {
French clock, Jo?"
'.They were too expensive" replied
the elder sister, TRANQUILITY, taking w
some sewing that lay on the table, ano
beginning to work.
"Yes; that is the result of marryin.
for love. Now if l wed Mr.. Smith,
can buy French clocks"
eyes," returned Josephine, land
hope their soft ticking will quite max
UP to you for the tones of a voice tina
you loved" -.
Il am afraid that you are sarcastic
,Jo," said Annette, laughing. "You fol