The Bedford gazette. [volume] (Bedford, Pa.) 1805-current, 1867-07-26


dimpled hands up to her ears, and her
black eyebrows elevated at an angle
ofaccute despair, while six or seven
rosy, pretty little ones, of any age
from twelve to two, tossed and tum-
bled and climbed on chairs, tables and
6ijomerie, like swarm ofnoisy human
bees.
Il shall 60 crazy said Mrs Wicklow.
But as, according to her own state
ment, she was reduced to the verge of
insanity half a dozen times day the
last assertion produced no sort of i'm
preston.
MIR. Wicklow, youhear?' demand
ed the aggrieved little woman of an
distracted gentleman, who was deep in
the columns of a morning paper.
Il hear, my dear, ! hear,' he respond
ed absently.
No, you do nothing of the sort, said
Mrs. Wicklow, petulantly.-'You're off
in China, somewhere, or you're listen
ing to a debate in the snuffy old Eng
lish Parliament, or you're running up
and down the price lists. Now, will
you pay little attention to me? Char
lie, you certainly will break your neck,
and Ican't mend it! Eloise, let the
statuettes alone! Mr.. Wicklow, | say!
1 shall certainly lose my sensesv
That's nothing new, my dear,' said
her husband, dryly.
But what shall do p pleaded Mrs.
Wicklow, as two tempestuous little
ones, with hair like floating fax, pur-
sued one another over her lap. All of
these children and no nurse-maid, and
such a neuralgia that | can't stir out of
the house. Do, please, put down your
everlasting newspaper, and give me
little advice
My dear, how very unreasonable you
are. Ifyou were only aware of it, my
everlasting newspaper, as you call it, is
the very thing that's going to help you
out of our dilemma
Il should like to know how
Then just listen
"A young woman from the country
desires situation to take charge of
childrenin respectable family. Wages
not so much an object as good home.
THAT sounds very nice,' said Mrs
Wicklow, refectfvely. where does
she advertise from, Theodore?
AN intelligence Office, down town.
'Would-would you go and see her."
certainly not, dearv said Mr.. Wick
low, with a calm decision that dashed
his wife's budding hopes prone to the
gronnd j have no tinle TO run over
town after nurse-maids. Business,
Eleanor-business must be looked af-
ter
Perhaps Carl would go?'
Perhaps he would said Mr.. Wick
low, in a doubling tone, that brought
the vexed flush to his wife's cheek.
lam sure he wouldn't mind the trouble
Carl is so obliging, and here he comes
now.'
In the same moment the door swang
slowly open on its silver plate hinges,
and Carl Wicklow entered.
AS brown and handsome as ever,
with the same hazel light in his frank
eye, and the dark crimped hair tossed
away from a square forehead. Eight
years have changed him very little, and
yet people in society had fallen into the
habit of calling Carl Wicklow an old
bachelor.
'Hallo!' said Carl, goOd-humoredly
surveying the disorderly scene; it
strikes me that our children are ram
pant to-day.s Take care, TOmmy-your
heads pretty hard, but it is not equal
to marble mantle in point of density.
My poor Eleanor! you'll be entirely
annihilated at this ratep
IF you would only oblige me, Carl?'
'HOW?'
Mrs. Wicklow took the newspaper
out of her husbands unresisting hands
and real the advertisement aloud.
Don't you think she would suit US,
Carl? A country girl you know,
wouldn't have any of those horrid citi-
fed ways that Mary Ann had-and
she would be so good to the children.
'And you want me to GO down and
secure this paragon for you? is that it,
Eleanor"
That's just it, CARL
Very we'll; / may as we'll lounge
away my time in that way as any 9th
er. Give me the address-I'll co.
The intelligence Office was crowded
with Irish, French, German and Eng
lish, as Carl Wicklow bowed his tall
head to enter-a miscella neous appear.
ance.
is it cook ye're wantin,' sir?' de-
manded a ponderous Hibernean.-
Sure Pm theone you're after-wid two
years recommend from my last place
and
She stopped abruptly as the pale,
sallow little clerk advanced.
Can I do anything for you to-day,
sir?'
Yes; L believe you advertised a
nurse-girl for children. My sister
needs such a domestic
'Ah, yes-Mary Ryan herev
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