The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1894-09-08

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regard to fashion than the scientific
mind generally deigns to bestow.
After the first polite commonplace
Mr.. Smith smilingly observed, Pro
Botkine's recent researches have
been of such intdrest to scientific men
that they must lay him open to a great
deaa of persecution from inquirlng ad-
butt
lob, not at all, she answered rath-
OF incohcrentiy, ''or rather l should say
be li:io4 20 be pcrsocuted-that is with
50-!e %confasi01N, he VIII be delighted
to liud you mere wh1n lie returns. lie
WIS SO so-ry that he had to go to town
for a few hours. LII the meantime L
hope that you will let ne look alter
Thank you very much. Perhaps you
would be so kind us to explain TO Fac q
few things | should like TO know about
Professor Botkine's theories Oh bacte-
ria:"
Ee was surprised to see a deep flush
and a look Of distress como over her
face.
Here he was, plunging into science
the very first thing and turning shy be-
sides. Oh, she must send him OF to
that bath! 1t seemed rather awkward,
but she nerved herself to the effort.
mo, Mr.. Smith, she said gayly, Il
am sure that l could not tell you any
thing on the subject, and cannot think
of leaving you here alone. You must
let ne make you comfortable. | know
that after your journey yoa would Ike
g bath"
Ee locked amazed and then embar-
raised
THANK you very much, Mrs. Bot
kline" he stamnered, ''Dut I do not
care at all for a bath. / shall do very
well here, and"-
mo, no." she said n~ervoasly. Il
know that you are only afraid that there
is no hot water On such a warm day,
and you do not wish to give trouble.
Not a word if you please, Mr.. Smith.
You will really annoy me if you refuse"
She thought to herself that he little
knew how more than annoyed she was
at the thought Of his possible questions.
AS he followed James, Mr.. Smith re-
marked to himself that before this ex-
p~erience he would have vowed that she
was too pretty to be eccentric. He had
no wish to battle, but fearing to vex her
meekly proceeded to perform his ablu-
lions.
She was SO elated that she went to
the piano and sang for half an hour.
She was startled by hearing some one
com rushing into the room behind her.
She wheeled on the stool and encoun-
tered the gaze of Mr.. Smith, who stood
before her, looking decidedly uneasy.
II beg pardon for ~interrupting you,
Mrs. Botkine," he said, but 1 wished
to thank you for your kindness and to
make my adieus."
why, Mr.. Smith she began, but
he waved his hand apologetically and
continued:
Il am very sorry not to have found
Professor Botkine, but perhaps I can
come again. There is just time for me
to catch the 5 o'clock train"
! Fer a moment she felt stunned. Then
a food of questions poured through he1
mind. Was the man insane, OR what
had she done to offend him? What was
there ia science to turn an apparently
mice young man into such a distrait
savage? The rest of the day seemed end.
less, but at last she described Professor
Bothine and with him a rather desic
Gated and dug up" looking man.
Here we are at last" said the pro
fessor. Il found Dur friend on the train.
lie had mistaken the train and gone t.
Alameda. Mr.. Smith. let ne presen'
you TO Mrs. Botkine."
She welcomed her guest cordially
but the minute she was alone with Le7
husband she seized him by the lapels.
What joke have you been playing
on me?" she demanded. "NEo is IT,
Mr.. Smith,"
why, my dear, there is TO joke
This is the Mr.. Smith that / told you
was expecting this afternoon. What i
the natter?"
"Matterv' she cried. "Who is 81.
Mr.. Smith that came here this after
noon with a satchel and asked abou
your theories?"
why, we met him at the station
He had a few specimens to show me
He is the son of my friend Com Smit,
OF San Francisco. He had just run owe
fer a short call"
"A short CALI" she echoed again
what will he think of me: | sent hin
up stairs to take that bath,'-Ar.o
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