The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1870-06-14

Rockport He must be stranger. "But
l have seen him before" said Phebe TO
herself, and then suddenly remembered
when. A ship, bound on foreign voy
age, had put i'll the harbor for repairs the
day before, and one of the village girls had
pointed out this young man, whom they
had met III the street, as its captain-Cap-
tain Matthews, but what could he he
coming here for?
He leaned over the gate and lifted his hat.
with a very graceful bow for sailor.
"This is Miss Hanson ?" he said, as
Phebe went towards him, with wonder in
her eyes.
Phebe made q demure little bow.
"Can see you alone for few mo-
2 he said, in voice that sounded
strange and husky, and impressed Phebe
with sudden fancy that she had, some
where, heard it before.
Phebe looked back towards the house.
Aunt Jane was not in sight she had gone
to the kitchen to make biscuits for tea.
we are quite alone, SIR" said Phebe,
with dignity, yet not without little tremor
in her voice, for she was a little afraid of
this man whose manner was SO strange.
He glanced fultively around him until
quite sure that no one was in sight. Then
he removed his cap and wig of jet black
hair that had covered his head, next false
mustache and whiskers of the same color
and fair-haired smooth-faced young man
was revealed
Phebe grew white, and started back.
"Phebe, don't you remember ?" he said
holding his arms out towards her and his
voice was very different. Phebe drew near
him again, with her blue eyes fixed like one
in a dream. She touched his hand with
sort ofcurious wonder, as if to discover if it
were real flesh and blood.
go Joe, Joe !! I can't believe it is you v'
she cried, then, falling into his arms. He
folded her tightly to his heart, and kissed
her bright hair tenderly. "But, Joe, tell
me how you escapcd-how it all happened
for feel as if 1 were dreaming ~ said
Phebe.
He cast quick, cautious glance around
again-he was used, evidently, to keeping
always on his guard-and put on his false
hair and beard.
Phebe started away from him again.
I" don't like to see you with those on.
don't believe that it is you when see
them ~ she said
But he gathered her into his arms again,
laughing, and began to talk, low and earn
estly, and in her eageness to hear his ex-
plantations Phebe forgot his unnatural look.
AS they stood there, his arm around
Phebe's waist, her hand resting on his
shoulder, young man came around the
turn in the road, in full view, though they
were too much occupied with each other
to see him. But he saw them, and started
at the sight, while dark flush oyerspread
his handsome, sunburnt face. b.,
He had almost reached her side before
Phebe saw him when she did see him she
stepped suddenly away from Captain Mat
thews, her cheeks flaming.
"Let me introduce you to Captain Drew
Captain Matthew'S" she said, with an evil
dent struggle for composure. "Captain
Matthews is an old friend of mine, Gil
bert"
81 should judge So" said Captain Gil
bert Drew, shortly, making a little, curt
bow to Captain Matthews, but ignoring his
proffered hand.
He was honest and straightforward, this
young sailor, and could not dissemble his
anger. He would not shake hands with a
man who moment previous, had had his
arm around his sweetheart's waist.
think may as well bid you good-by,
Phebe," said Captain Matthews, and held
Phebe's hand in long and close pressure
bowed profoundly to Gilbert Drew, who re-
garded him with something very like a
scowl, and took his departure.
"Well?'' said the irate young captain
looking steady into Phebe's face.
She was watching the retreating figure