The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1870-05-31

1oot A cloak of superb Russian sable en-
veloped her whole figure. So she came
down, was kissed by her father at the door
and handed into the sleigh by Guthrie.
The air stung my face like fire as I leaned
from the hall to look after her. She called
her last good-by and they were off. There
were only the two. Guthrie drove the
splendid Black Hawk horses, while Lindsey
sat well sheltered from the cutting blast
After making her comfortable, he did
notspeak to her. He was probably busy
with the prospects Of his marriage he
must have had expectations of some difficult
ty in perfecting his happiness.
On they glided. They had twelve miles
of travel before them. 1t was bitterly
cold and every moment growing more 80.
Guthrie showed signs of suffering, at
last; thrashed his arms across his breast,
and muttered that he was chilled through
AS the wind fell, the cold became more in
tense, and he finally settled into position
of stolid endurance.
The horse travelled swiftly. The houses
trees and fences glided swiftly by-yet the
white, crisp road stretched miles before
! them.
A numbness and torpidity settled upon
Lindsey. Yet she did not suffer much, and
waited patiently for the end.
At length the horses wound smoothly
about turn in the road, and she heard
their hoofs strike the bridge Just below
Guthrie Falls.
Are we most there ?" she asked.
Her companion did not answer
The sleigh whirled on-past building
and finally up an avenue. Out of her muf
filings she could see light. The horses
made turn and stopped at the door.
AS the jingle of the sleigh-bells paused,
the door flew open, and man came down
the steps.
"Fritz is away,s I will take the hor-
ses, he said.
MIR. Guthrie did not stir nor answer.
Shall help the lady, sir?" asked the
man, advancing to the sleigh.
No reply.
The servant stepped forward and held
the lantern to his masters face, while the
horses impatiently pealed their bells.
"Good heavens he is stone dead p he
cried.
1t was true. Mr.. Guthrie, exposed bv
his driving, had frozen to death beside his
bride. They carried him, stiff corpse.
into the house.
And so ended the twentieth ofDecember.
Soon, very soon, we had Lindsey among
us again. Before the spring, the sapphire
was back upon her hand-the diamond LAND
away.
She was was mistress of the magnificent
Guthrie estate. Guthrie had surely inten-
ded to make her happy in his way.
1t was rather fortunate thing, for Ben
Arundel looking upon Lindsey's broken
father in the light of a tyrant, refused even
wedding supper at his expense. He was
not wealthy, and it was well that Lindsey
had means of her own.
But the colonel never recovered from his
iiehCai ana physical injury. lie was SOON
feeble old man, so pitifully patient, that
Ben, at last, relented in his resentment.
When the baby was born, he consented that
Lindsey should name him for her father
The little one was the last gleam of sun
shine on Colonel Walton's life. He died
blessing him, and it was to tho child that
he left the larger part of his fortune. Lind
sey was pleased to have it so.
AS for myself, am still Aunt NANNY
an old woman in the oorner-but well-loyed.
feel, when my darling comes and LAYS her
boy across my knee, and then puts her own
sweet cheek against my breast. We are
very happy at Guthrie Falls, for all sad as
sociations are overborne by an active, sunny
life. Larch Lanes was sold, and the owner
filled up the gully, in total ignorance of the
mast. and nj N