The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1870-05-24


tact was astonishing to me, who had OBJ
served from afar off Ben's graceful mane-
vers whereby Lindsey's love had been won.
/ The majors persistence was insoent.
Finally Lindsey had to shut herself up or
complain to her father. She chose the lat
ter, though had the feeling that it was
not 'he wisest way. I almost suspected
that the majors audacity had some ground
work we did not know.
1t was so. The colonel heard Lindsey's
appeal with evident dissatisfaction, and no
sympathy.
DO you mean to say that Major South
ly's attentions are disagreeable to you?"
He asked coldly.
Yes Sir. l can give him no encourage
ment, and his persistency annoys me-"
"This is hardly what l looked for" he
replied. "To tell the truth, was in hopes
you would throw over that young doctor
for this gentleman. 1 would very much
prefer to see you Major Southly's wife,"
"Why, sir?"
principally because he is very wealthy
man. In fact, Lindsey, need his help. 1
am afraid that shall go down without
it,
"Become bankrupt" she .faltered.
"Precisely."
There was moments impressive silence
Perhaps each was thinking how much the
daughter owed to the father. The colonel
could not have thought it was much, but
Lindsey was morbid on the subject of her
father love.
"Father, if it were not for Ben," she
moaned, at length.
think some comprehension of the siiug-
Gle within that young bosom must have
penetrated the mans selfshness as he look
ed at the giil's face, for he said, hastily:
! "WelI, well / insist upon nothing. II
is true that | have not much claim upon
your affections, Lindsey. Co. now. will
speak TO Major Sonthly on this subject"
She arose, but heSitatcd, Tor her tender
heart was melting within her. In spite of
all, Lindsey loved her father, and it was
the one passion of her life TO win his heart.
| There was q great Struggle within, and,
after all, the words would not be spoken.
Trembling from head 10 foot, she left The
room. 1t was as if she had wished to leap
off q precipice, and an instinct of sell-pre-
servation held her back.
1t was on the seventh sad night of these
mems stay that the tragedy occurred. On
the evening following Lindsey interview
with her father, saw the colonel walking
with Major Souihly in the garden. The
moon was up | could see that the colonel
looked badly and talked eagerly, and that
the Major was far from gracious. AS I sat
at my window, wishing, for my darling
sake, that l could know the import of their
conversation, I heard Lindsey trip along
the piazza below. looked out and saw
her just going down the steps.
"Lindsey p called.
She looked up.
"Is that you, Aunt Manny?I left my
Dante, which Zen gave me, down in the
summer-house. am going down to get
it,"
"Not in those slippers, Lindsey" an
swered. "The grass is drenched with
dew"
"But it will be ruined if it stays out all
night" she answered.
"Then change your Shoes or send SER
want for it., - said.
She did NEITHER for just then Ben came
up the path, and she quite forgot the book.
| have never been satisfied that I went
solely for the book was certainly full of
desire to know what those men were talk
ing of-or rather to know if it concerned
Lindsey.
| put shawl around me and went down.
The dew drops sparl1led on the flowers, and
whippoorwill was planning among the
lalches.
went on until came to the summer
house. There l found the volume, and
when had taken possession of IT, 7 ston