The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1895-10-26
By TITS and the foregoing examples

fiiu iiOG Ncb arrived dt tlldG ueSToe u
intimacy that would warrant the use Of
Christian Names.
One day, however, cid Binks woke up
from his afternoon nap, and drawing
aside the blue veil Of mystery in which
he was wont to enshroud his wrinklcd
couutenance during these periods OF
soninolcncy made tine following re-
markable assertion:
'Melia. my gal" regarding hiss
daughter a. she brought all the re.
sources Of ho- arr to bear Upon a dress
Size was turning for the butchers wife
at tine celner. :" 'Gi3li:. my gal" he
pipcd, you re a-yett,n or, amt you?'
Miss BinEs, with her mind engrossed
with the sublecG of box plaits, to say
nothing Of ltving made Il temporary
Tilicushian OF her mouth. refused under
these circumstance to commit herself
to anything beyond Il m~oncsyllable
Erunt.
THAT young man O yourn, 'Melia,
he's been comm ere Scttin on fur some
time now?'
Again Miss Binks assented, or dis
sented, for the sound was noncommittal.
and wondered what father was driv-
ing at-a question which he at once
proceeded to answer for her.
Il s'pose, 'Melia, he amt begun to
cay nothin to You bout is hintentions
yet awhile?'
"No,' snapped Miss Binks, taking a
row or two Of pins out Of her mouth
and stabbiEg a refractory box plat in
its most vulnerable part, mot yet he
amt
Pears to me, 'Melia," continued
her parcn., who had apparently been
thinking hard before he again spoke,
that it's time as somcthin were said
by one Or t'other. l colrted your moth
er fowerte.n year and three month, and
though | don't go 50 fur as to say I
Odds wi short courtships as a rule, still
| niver 'ad no reason to repent, though
they do say marry i'll 'aste and repent
at lecshure. Psraps you'd like ME to
speak to jim, friendlylike, and put it
to i'm: Not as Tiers no need fur 'urry,
but somethin might be said def'nit' as
to the year arter next, Or if that were
considered too soon. the one arter that,
fur, though doesn't old wi 'urryin
things on. neither, 'Melia, my gal, does
l 'old wi shillyshallyin."
Miss Binl1s, before replying to her
parents proposition, bit off q thread
and seemed to be turning the matter
over i'll her mind and weighing its pros
and cons.
Then, with merely some half dozen
pins III her mouth, she up" and spoke,
and her words We're tho words of wis
dom:
well, father, ! won't go for to deny
IS I 'aven't thought as Jim 'Itchens
were Il bit over BACKYARD in comm for
rard, and | know tho neiahbors do talk,
SO p'raps if you could give i'm an int
it might 'elp i'm TO know is own
mind. which he don't seem to do not at
present, and if it don't do no good /
don't see as it could do much arm"
Here the clock, giving way to excite
ment, struck II without stopping to
take breath.
mind you," continued Miss Binks.
as soon as the clock had done speaking,
and pointing at her father with her nee
die, Il don want for you to be ard On
i'm, only jest to find out what is hin
tentions is, or whether hos got any or's
likely to ave"
So in the morning old Binks put On
his hat-or rather his daughter put it
Oh for him, jamming his head we'll
homeland took his stick and toddled
off down street" charged with the
delicate mission Of plumbing the I'M
known depths OF Jim Kitchens matri-
mOnial ~inclinations.
What t%ranspired in the course of this
momentous interview has never been
divulged. Possibly old Binks himself
might have been to blame in that he
failed to bring to bear upon the matter
that delicacy and tao for which it pre-
e%minently called.
At any rate, when he returned home
it vas plain that the little old man had
been considerably put about" This at
once made itself evident to his daueh-
ter, who met him at the door, and tax |
iHs iioLu HtEi Els Hit ZIG SUCK H.
quircd, in a voice i'll which not even the
presence of pins between her lips could
disguise the signs Of interest amount:n. |
almost to eagerness:
well, father:'
mot at all, 'Melia. not at ALL" was
the tremulous reply. Il should say any
thin but sich.''
"Lor', father!" exclaimed Miss
Binks, with an attempt to quell her ris-
ing agitation by placing her hand on |
her heart-an attempt that was baked
by IA rampant of her f~avorite nipple
of axtra larna -Sixo nI1~, e |