The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1894-12-29
WHO WAS ALICIA?

Young Mrs. Watcrhouso finished the
writing of q datifcl letter to her mother.
The letter assured the anxious old
lady that the writer was quite happy;
that there was really no necessity for
worry, and that ANN might make
iherscif qcite cGatcut at Biarritz. Geof-
frey was the hest Of husbands, and al
though, Of course, much engaged at
South k~ensinsto. with his fearfully alb
'trCse experiments and lis new book On
steel fbcrs Re vas extremely attentive
and kind. And Hhe was, with much
love, mammals atfectionate daughter,
Helen Waterhouse.
Mamma won't believe it," said
young Mrs. Warehouse, with a kind
of coEic despair. ''She is always
wanting to know about the skeleton.
Thank goodness there isn't oner'
On TIE clean hlotting pad was an i'm
press q sorae CT ler husbands writing.
"A palette shaped mirror stood on the
table, and half uncons9ously she turn
ed the pad toward it.
! wonder to whom lie has been writ
.ing?"
1t was cutie easy to see. Mrs. Water
house glanced at it casually at first,
then, her face liercely pink, with much
attention:
II want You, my dearest, to believe
that I am quite true toyou. lam bound
by certain ties to others, but to You,
my sweetheart, my own dearest Ali
,cian-
"Aliciav' cried Mrs.. Waterhouse
aloud as size painted and sat back in her
chair. ALICIA! alicia who, Iwondere:''
She knew his writing so we'll thatshe
could scarce be deceived on that point.
The whole thing in amcment was clear.
Her dear mother, with u less cramped
experience OF the world, had been right,
after all.
"'There is a skeleton" said the trsm-
billing Mrs. Waterhouse. She tore her
deter to BiarritZ into many pieces. AS
the last fragment went into the ferns in
the fireplace she felt n kiss upor her
aleek-
Don't do:that, please" she cried.
"Beg PARDON said her husband.
Sid | frishten you?"
He took OFF his hat and adjusted his
.p%incene2. His GOODNESS almost took her
breath away.
'htmusr say Geoffrey, - she declared,
that a t help admiring your-your
cheek
my love, / admire yours. Imeant
to have kissed it just now"
Sherlock up a newspaper, and twist
ing it Hiolel--ly in her excitement made
an endeavor to speak with calmness.
II have been reading rather an inter
esting fragment. Godfrey. Shall I tell
you what it Isl"
Quote away"
Mrs. Waterhouse recited from the
coign Of vantage furnished by d rug the
letter to Alicia. The professor dropped
Ibis glasses and looked intensely dis
furhed.
Now, my dear love"
"Oh, nor said Mrs. Waterhouse.
my dear Helen then. will you allow
me to say
81 only want to know Il thing. Di'
yoE write this ridiculous stuff, please?'
why, yes. I'm not going to deny
h a OF course it's only "a part of the
letter to the girl, but if you like I can
tell you what happens afterward."
Il don't want to know. If this gets
known. what will be thought of you?
You will be the laughing stock of all
your colleagues"
That's very true" acknowledged
Professor Waterhouse, with concern.
That's very true, and it must never
get known. Ican't drop the affair now,
unfortunately, but, you know';-he
smiled at his wife a little ~anxiously-
there really is no harm i'll it, and Tn
not the only MAJ who
Really in a tone of emot and
frigid interest.
II frankly admit, though, that
should be very sorry for it to get known.
Of course it seems to you a very foolish
thing to do"
"By no means"
"But I really don't believe that l
could have endured the strain of writ
ing that new work of mine if at the