The Louisiana Democrat. [volume] (Alexandria, La.) 1845-1918, 1897-10-27

to walk on the SeaSuoFe.
Mrs. Sweetclover looked after him
with eyes Of rapture. i
sThe boarder of all others that
would have preferred" said she. u
am in luck! T thought yesterday,
when I saw the new moon over my
right shoulder, that something tortu-
nate was going to happen"
But Mrs, Sweetclover had not
stuffed the blue-fsh for baking, when
q light, firm foot-step crossed the
threshold, and Miss Milfoil stood be-
fore her, in dark-blue serge dress,
and sailor hat of black straw, while
across her shapely shoulders was
! slung O fiat black satchel, traveller
wise. ~,
"Mrs. sweetclover, I supposed"
said she.
The widow courtesied an affirmative
81 am Matte Milfoil, said the lady
1T rented your room, last week, OF
Dewey & Salter."
"Dear me" thought the widow
Gam I dreaming?" ;,
IT like the situation very much,
continued Miss Milfoil, looking at the
curling edges of foam that crept up the
beach at the left, and then at a mur
muring grove Of maple trees at the
north. II shall probably remain here
until Christmas, if I am suited"
"Rnt the room is let already" fal
tered Mrs, Sweetclover, tlast recover
aTaken already" repeated Miss Mil
, foil. "But that is impossible. l hav
, taken it,
s"There's some mistake at the BOARD
g. ing Agency" said Mrs. sweetclovel
almost ready to cry. Its been IL
. twice; and T never knew OF it unit
:. this moment. Oh, dear! oh, dear!
never rains but it pours!"
i. "But what am I to do?" said Nils
!, Milfoil. :,
. ;, Mrs. Sweetclover's faded eyes ligh
n, ed up with faint CLEAN Of hope.
4 GIVE only the eligible apartment {
= - the second foor," said she; ''but
y YOU Coat mind the garnet, there's
i, nice. airy room finished off there, wi
>; two dormer windows overlooking tt
y ocean-"
y "I'll look at it," said Miss Milfoil.
70 She looked at it, and she liked
er and she straightway sent to the villa
ID for her trunks, unpacked her boof
her work basket, her writing-desk a
~ her portable easel, arranged some 81
~. weed over the mantle and made u
or self at home.
~ Mr.. McCorkindale, going upsta
" from the dinner table that very al
~, heard sweet, clear voice, singing
'Ai refrain of some popular ballad, fr
Il the upper story.
~ "Ehr' said Mr.. McCorkindale.
;ss that your daughter?"
.h 9e cts my lady boarder, sir" 8
The Mrs. s.Sweetclover. =,
"L look here" said Mr.. McCork
o, % dale, stopping short-''thls won't
;, to down"
" "What won't go down, sir?" 6
aid the bewi!dered landlady.
ono other boarders taken, ::
+o know" said Mr.. Corkindale. 81
tho was my express stipulation"
Il 7 "I'm very sorry, sir" SAID
sweetclover, "but-"
Glow "And I'm not going to be tri
. With" said Mr.. Corkindale. "El'
ler she or I must go!"
vho "Couldn't it be managed, sir?"
the landlady, half terrified out OF
mo senses. ~
oam mo, it couldn't" said Mr. McC
,ow- indale.
At this moment, however, Miss
ORC foil herself made her appearance
ms. the scene, tripping down the stat
tho n quiet. determined sort OF way,
facing the indignant elderly gentle
ZIP, as he stood there. .
,;ah "Whats the matter?" said Miss
I Iasa "The NATTER" said Mr.. McCo
, the dale, lis simply this. I have eng
hos NV board here, on the express III
standing that I am to be the
-. s; ~ "I see," said Miss Milfoil. 81
am in the way"
Mr.. McCorkindale was omln
ouch silent. .,
sorI "But," said Matte, with an e
0'AA ing smile, eff I promise to be
it., quiet, and to refrain from ann
,,r ~, YOU in any manner Whatsoever
Il the cit would make no difference
Va 50 Mr.. McCorkindale. Il oble
young women" =,
Mr. But" cried indignant NJ
With "suppose were to object to m
.Varr aged gentlemen on no better pref
v;ew S "You are perfectly welcome
,ord T So" said Mr.. Corkindale.
"You see, am an old bachelor;
- will "And I am an old maid! p
Matte.
! NJ, cit makes no diference-no
ontb,s ence at ALL" said Mr.. McCorkl
week, "I am sorry to disappoint you
a din. Sweetclover, but
roast "stop," saia Matte seso