The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1870-04-12

more glowing than the pink lining of her
palasol.
''Mr. Durham" said she.
"Why, Miss Birchr' cried Cyrus with a
face redder than any silk a lady would dare
use to line her parasol). 81 had no idea
am very glad to see you; take seat You
must excuse me-bachelor's hall, you know.
When did you Gomez"
Miss Fanny Birch was by no means I'M
embarrassed. She had hesitated about
calling on Mr.. Durham, and would certainly
have postponed her visit had she thought
she would have found him cooking his din
ner, supper, or whatever it was. But she
took seat which Cyrus placed for her, (as
far as possible from the stove, but unluclli-
fly facing it,, and with little laugh, which
was intended to restore her self-possession,
and which had a partial success, asked him
where he supposed she had come from: and
then, without waiting for an answer, pro-
ceeded to inform him that she had not come
from home, but was just going there (she
lived about half a mile from Mr.. Durham's
place. from her uncle Williams, where she
had been nearly month.
"You know" said she, that he lives in
New Jersey, just little way out of Trcn-
TONI
Cyrus did not know it but he did not say
so, but asked her if she had q pleasant time.
She answered that it was at first, but she be-
came tired as soon as her cousin Emily had
been obliged to go back to boarding school.
He knew those Connecticut schools always
commence their terms right in the finest
weather; and did all the students keep
bachelors hall this way?''
Cyrus said the most of them did, at any
rate those who liked better and freshcr food
than they generally got at the boarding
houses. Then Miss Fanny remarked that
she thought it was a very good way if
you only knew how to cook; and didn't he
think that whatever was in that pan was all
burning up? Cyrus turned round and said
he thought it was; and so he took the fry
ing pan, full of blacllened and smoking
eggs off the fire, and moved the coffee-pot
back.
When he sat down again there was a lit
tie silence. He knew she had not come to
see him simply because they were old friends
and neighbors, and he thought it very pro-
bable that she had something particular to
say, land was wondering how she should say
it. He was right Afterlooking out of the
window, and remarBing that she should
think the people in the next house could
look in here, she said
"NIr. Durham guess you wonder why
L came to see you. Oh, yes, of course you
are glad; but, you see, | left uncle's this
morning by the boat, and sent my trunks
on home by express, and coming off the
boat at Arch street, or sOmewhere-T have
not the slightest idea where-I had my
pocket picked, or lost my port-monnaie;-
and didn't know soul in PHILADELPHIA
who could lend me enough to pay my fare
in the cars, except you, and I thought |
could borrow some of you. l knew you
lived in SAMSON street, but I had to ring at
ever so many houses before found you at
last
Now, as Cyrus had exactly forty-eight
cents in his pocket, this was rather hard on
the young man.
"You see," she continued, "that if l
take the six o'clock train for Baltimore, |
will get there about ten, and can stay with
Mrs, Sinclair tonight. The cars will take
me right past her door, and father will send
you the money"
ooh don'tmention that" said Cyrus, who
looked exactly as if he was returning from
the grave of pair of twins. "But have
not-I think not at least-but that need
make no difference.-I'll just step out and
get it. Oh, Pm very glad, indeed--no trou-
BILE at all-very glad you came to me-iust
mako yourself comfortable here for a few
minutes. There's pipe-I mean there's
some books perhaps you would like to look