St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1895-02-23


God grant her love may shine
Through ell your life as fair and true
"a mamma's does through mine:
Eugene Field.
A CASE OF PLAGIARISM.
The young couple stood on the bank
opposite the Gadfiy contemplating
that small house boat with something
less than feeling Of ownership .han
they had hitherto experienced. Afiery
little steamer went up the river, and
the waves, taking advantage of the
confusion. ran and kissed the green
bank and were off again before the
green bank had time to protest From
the top deck of the Gadfly came q song
to the ears of Mr.. Stewart. of Thro1-
morton street. and of young Mrs.
Stewart, that they were beginning to
know quite well. albeit Miss Bagge,
the singer. had only been there since
the morning. Miss Bagge accom-
panied herself on the banjo, and ac-
companied herself all wrong:
I'm little Alabarmer econ,
Ant been born very long"
81 wonder" said little Mrs Stewart
~ wonder, now, how many more
times she's going to play that?"
My dear love-" said Mr.. Stewart,
sitting down on the bank
Don't call me your dear love.
Henry, until that dreadful girl has
gone"
MY dear Mrs. Stewart. what can I
do? / can't treat her rs we brokers
treat a stranger who happens to stroll
into the house. can l? You wouldn't
care for me to catch hold Of her and
mash her hat in and hustle her out Of
the place"
Il shouldn't. All you have to do is
to be distant with her"
''One can't be very distant on a small
houseboat." -
Il believe you like Miss BaggeS Still. !"
said Mrs. Stewart.
Il don't mind her yhen she's STILL"
said Mr.. Stewart Its when she
bobs about and plays that banjo OF
hers that she makes me hot"
The shrill voice came across the
Hush a-bye, don't you cry. mammy's little
darling;
Paps's gwine to smack you il you do
Boat ahoy," called Stewart
The boy on the Gaddy came up from
some where and pulled over to them,
and conveyed them to the houseboat
Miss Bagge. looking down from be-
tween the Chinese lanterns, gave lit
tie shrek of delight as their boat
bumped at the side of the Gadf1y.
''Oh, you newly-married people," she
cried, archly, as she punched mp her
skirts and came skittishly down the
steps; where have you been? Leaving
poor little me alone with my music for
such a time"
Ibid you say music, Miss Ragge?"
"Yes, dear Mrs Stewart My banjo.
you KNOW
''Oh!' said little Mrs. Stewart
Afraid you don't like plantation
melodies, Mrs Stewart"
Il used to think did, Miss Bagge."
Stewart had gone along to get some
thing iced to drink and something in
the shape of = cigar to smoke.
How things change, Mrs. Stewart
don't they? I'm sure it doesn't seem
six years ago-hem-Mr. Stewart and
! and ma and two or three others came
up to Marlow. / think that was long
before your day, before you came over
from Melbourne, and we did really
have the most exquisite time"
Haze you looked through the even
ing paper, Miss Bagge?" inter
rupted little Mrs. Stewart, hurriedly.
''Oh, yes, dear, I've looked through
1t twice. One or two most interesting
cases."
Where did yen put it? 1 want to
see what O'Brien has done for Middle
sex"
I've dropped it somewhere" said
Miss Bagge. Gould the boy 60 up
for my trunk before it gets dark? n
left it at the station, and shall have
some more things down next week"
Next week.
Miss Bagge pu. her hand to her
brown thin neck and gave . cough Of |
apology.
If l stay longer I shall have to run !!
up to town one day to do some shop |
ping"
There was a pause. The rings OF |
smoke from Stewards cigar at the |
other end of the boat fioated down by |
them. The boy below broke a few
plates and danced a few steps OF =
breakdown to cover the noise.
Dear Henry. How the scent of his
cigar does remind me of old times, l |
so well that night At MIR
low
Miss Bagge, viii you 60 and play
Miss Bagge went obediently and
her banjo, and mentioned |
once more that she was q little Ala
bama coon. and young Mrs Stewart
ran hurriedly to her husband
I'm going to quarrel with her" she
said. breathlessly.
That's right. said Henry, calmly;
anything to stop that row."
I'm going to ask her to go back to
town tonight, Henry"
But. my dear, isn't that rather
rude?"
..uf course it is That's why I an |
doing it You'll have 70 zee her to the
station" 81
Tho private row was quickly and
quietly over. When the last word had
been spoken the self-invited guest
begged ten minutes to write letter,
and then she pronounced herself ready |
for Stewards escort to the station. |
Sorry you are obliged to 70. Miss |
Bagge,. said Stewart politely.
Its an important engagement"