The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1893-02-18

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stairs to rub Nelly Knox's ankle with
camphor, SHOOK her head gloomly at
the recital of the evenings adventure.
Wasn't he kind? And a perfect
stranger, too" said Nelly, radiantly.
Poor dear.." said Mrs. Macrabbin.
What do you know about the ways of
a city: It's no ways likely that you'll
ever see hide nor hair of them Don
nets again"
What do you mean?' cried Nelly,
Indignantly.
Mean? Why, that it's a confidence
game, to be sure, and your fine, genteel
young man has made off with the
French bonnets."
NONSENSE" cried Nelly. with a
face like that-and such a voice, and
such a manner?'
well" said Mrs. M%acrabbin, well
see!'
And she rubbed away harder than
ever
Young man." said Mrs. Petherick,
sourly, what do you mean by leaving
a white-tulle hat here with a water
lily and three sinful plumes on it? Do
| look like a person who wears water
lilies and marabou?'
And Guy. who was walking whist
ling away after leaving his last band
BOX. stopped short at the old lady's
shrill voice.
"Hello." sand he. 1--WE left the
Petherick hat at St. James, and the
st. James hat at Petherick's. | must
go back"
81 should think So" said Mrs. Peth-
erick. In my days, errand-men at
at night, and my new black velvet hat,
with the satin bows, not come home"
I'm very sorry, ma'am," said Guy.
Much difference it makes whether
you are sorry or not" said Mrs. Peth-
erick, leveling her blue spectacles
wrathfully at Mr.. Moreau. You must
be a very ~presuming young nan to
have any opinions at all on the subject.
l beg that you will set this awkward
blunder right at once, and | shall most
assuredly report it to Nine. Dunoyer."
And Mr.. Moreau had no alternative
but to trudge back again through the
binding rain to Miss Honora st.
James brown-stone residence.
The milliner's man again. said
Miss St. James, sharply. We'll, l
should think! To leave me a dowdy
old black-velvet thing, instead of my
white-crape ~opera-hat! And to come
back at this time of night! shall GER
tainly let Mime. Dunoyer know what l
think of it! Here, you, boy! Is this
the way you My goodness me! It's
ur. Moreau!"
Guy burst out laughing-he could
not help tat the comical ~suddenness
with which Honora's frown melted into
smiles.
II beg your pardon, Miss st. James"
said he. but l am really very deserv-
ing Of blame. Here's your handbook,
and I've left old Mrs. Petherick's here
| by mistake"
rs it a joke" said the bewildered
fair one, cor a wager, or what??"
Neither nor the other" said Guy.
Sober, serious, earnest. And now, if
you'll let me have the other bonnet. I'll
get back before Mrs. Petherick's rage
wakes any hotter"
He lifted his dripping beaver and
vanished with the handbook under his
arm, smiling to himself at the insight
he had obtained into Miss st. James
character.
"a regular little virago!." he told
himself. "a face like oxalic acid and
a voice that would do for a fishwoman!
| rNr,,lu tyra no NOT x-hat wa Sno",S
He went back the next evening to tell
Nelly Knox that he had duly performed
her bchests.
Nelly isn't here" said the pale little
girl, who was wiring the flowers on
stems as diligently as if she had never
left off. "She's gone to madame's. She
goes at seven every morning, and don't
come back till nine at night
OH said Guy. And how's her
foot?"
Very lame" said the child, moisten'
ing a fresh wire at her lips and twist
ing it around until our hero's eyes grew
giddy with following her motion. but
she leaned on a cane and Why, here's
Nelly now. And crying, tool"
"Hello!" said Guy. Whats the
matter??'
I'm discharged" said the girl, with
a sob in her throat. Mrs. Pethericl
has been there, and"
Mrs. Petherick is an old cat!'' inter
rupted Guy, holly. And, it's all my
fault. Don't cry! You're not able t.
work now" as Nelly sank, white ane
exhausted, on a chair.
Yes, I know" said Nelly, but wha'
are we to do? Fan can only earn /;
dollar and a half a week. and if
am without work"
lean get you work" said Guy. "Al