The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1893-10-07
LEVERTON'S LOVE.
How a Chain Of Circumstances
Restored His Sweetheart

Restored His Sweetheart
Leopold Leverton was in low M
more! Ever since his quarrel with
Laura GRAY in the summer he had been
paying desultory court to Dorothy
Pearson, and now, hearing that Dollie
had just inherited a sweet little legacy
from a recently deceased maiden aunt,
Lcopold-or, as his friends were wont
to style him, Poly-had come to the
conclusion that her charms were utter
ly irresistible.
If Leopold did occasionally experience
twinges of remorseful regret for the old
delightful days he carefully concealed
his feelings, and with all the impetu-
osity of his nature he resolved to beat
George S~peedman out Of the running,
win the fair Dollie-and her legacy-for
his own and live happy ever after.
AS Leopold sauntered through the
town a happy thought struck him. He
would send Mrs. Pearson a Christmas
gift-something which would influence
her to countenance the proposal he in
tended making to her daughter at the
earliest opportunity.
What should the something" be? "a
goose?
No. That might suggest odious COM
parsons.
A turkey?
Yes. That was the very thing; a tur-
key it should be-.
He Immediately proceeded to put his
design into execution, and after exam
lining a considerable number of these
gobblers he finally selected a fine, fat
fellow e%minehtly qualified to arouse
Mrs. Pearson's housewifely admiration
and mellow the heart of her rotund
little spouse.
Just give me a scrap of paper and
I'll write you the address to where |
want it sent"
Certainly, sir. Here you are. sir"
and the shopkeeper handed Leopold a
memorandum sheet.
Now, it happened that the poulterer's
errand lad was n of those poetic souls
who, in accordance with the eternal
unfitness of things, are to be found in
all parts of the civilized globe engaged
in the most prosaic and uncongenial
occupations, and he had in ar idle mo-
ment inscribed upon the back of the
slip of paper a line Of Longfellow's
which had taken his fancy. This in
scription, however, escaped notice.
''That will do capitally." said Lever
ton, and he proceeded to write:
"No. II Trotterville terrace, Park
road. With Leopold Leverton's compli-
ments."
'There," said he, that will do. I'll
just pin it to the turkey, You will
send it at once, won't you?"
Immediately, sir" replied the trades
man, briskly. "No. II Park road, sir.
Right, SIR"
By a curious coincidence-or it may
have been a fatality-George Speedman
strolied leisurely up, unseen by Leo
pold, who walked off light-heartedly
before him.
+'No. II Park road" said Speedman,
mentally. whats Poly been ordering
for No. ZIP"
Me turned and looked into the shop.
"What does this weigh?" inquired
George, indicating the one Leverton
had just purchased and which still lay
ON the stall with the scrap of pape,
conspicuously attached.
THAT ones sold, sir. Here's one
that 'ud pass as twin brother to it."
"Ah," said George, perusing the lines
which his rival had penned, well
weigh me that one"
Oddly enough, the same happy
thought had occurred to him which
had beer conceived by Leverton.
"Thank you, sir. Where shall send
It top
"Oh, I'll take it, thanks" replied
Speedman. And straightway he trudged
off to Park road with his burden.
There was a puzzled look on his facs
as he picked his way through tn,
crowds of holiday makers that thronget
the town and it was still there when
having left the shops and throngs be
hind him, he stopped for a moment Il
light a cigar.
Hardly had he proceeded q dozeI
yards along Park road, however, wheI
the cloud suddenly lifted.
by Jove. I have i'll" he exclaimet
aloud with a gesture of satisfaction
much to the surprise of q young lad,