The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1870-08-30

dhhllhidteu Hlm, BreaJly 10 Jne pleasure OF
the young "bloods" around her, Watson
wandered away at length upon the piazzas I;
then up through the long deserted halls,
restless, thoughtful, digesting the notes
which he had been taking ofhuman nature,
and trying to fix the relative value of man
without money. 1t was the crystalline
truth he was learning-not the truth in
mere solution, sometimes clear, sometimes
Opaque, but always thin, but the precipi-
tated, hard, angular, clear-cut crystals of
experience, mined in unexpected places
Had he remained upon the second floor,
never would he have obtained the gems :;
the mere solution would only have repaid
his keenest search. But the migration to
the upper spaces had given him wondrous
lens his horizon was so immeasurably ex-
tended that, barring the fact that his bill
was unpaid, he was the happier because wi
ser, for the upward reverse.
Suddenly, in his solitary promenade, he
confronted the heiress. She was walking
arm in arm with young Evans, of her
"set," in confidential communication it
would appear, else why should they have
been in that long hall alone? asked Watson
as with a glance, he took in the situation.
The meeting was a surprise to both par
ties, and the inclination of both men was
to pass without recognition. Evans, indeed,
frowned Watson flushed in anger, and
with head erect bore down and passed his
enemies, like suspended or cashiered Of
ficer of the line, conscious of his soldiery
qualities, but equally conscious of his al
tered circumstances"
Too high he held his head, in fact, for he
caught no soft glance from the lady's eye
and trod so firmly upon the trail of her ell
egant evening dress as to cause precepti-
bic cracking of seams at the skirt plaits.
Evans turned with sudden anger.
"Dolt p he hissed.
Watson passed on, staying to make nc
apology, but he heard the lady say;
"Fie, it is nothing )" and he was con-
scious too that she was looking at him
wonderingly.
An hour later Watson was down on the
piazza again, evidently on the quest foi
some person, and he found his man ere
long. Evans was the gentleman wanted. -
Going up to him Watson said
"Mr. Evans, what was the word you
used at the time trod on the trail of Miss
Oromanes' dress ?''
81 said dOlt, sir and say it again. We
have hitherto supposed you to be gentle
man, and now learn that you cannot pay
your bills and he laughed half in scorr
and half in humor of the fact so opportune.
ly given him to crush another.
The hot blood flew to Watsons face his
hands were clenched as if to strike but
by strong effort, he mastered his passion
| Evans, no gentleman ever would have
uttered that sentence. Only coward
would fling another's poverty in his face.
Miss Oromanes, educated as she has been, tc
give virtue to wealth, might find in my ina
bility to pay my hotel bill justification fol
| dropping my acquaintance, but | doubt
| IL oNcI SIG WOulu nave COuHlendHCeu lnClV-
ility. owe her an apology for my seem
ing rudeness and will give it to her, but
you hold in too supreme contempt even tc
exchange more words with you. Hereaf.
ter do not speak to me, for if you do will
slap your face, even in the presence of the
ladies" and the speaker went his way tc
his attic room.
This scene overheard by several gentle
men and ladies, was soon the talk of the
rooms. Evans being recognized leader
of very aristocratic circle soon convened
Others oc the set and Major Snow was, ere
long, summoned to be informed that hC
must "clear out Watson"-Evans Offering
TO pay the delinquents bill
And the news flew throughout the par
lors and promenades that Major Snow was
to give Mr.. Robert Watson, of Baltimore,
his walking papers in the morning.
An observer of the scene between tn,
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