The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1870-08-23

NiuuOho'
There was little pause, as if gather
ing strength to take up the cross-then
the sweet voice answered.
III come right down"
Well hurry up, they are all CROSS
Bridget and mother"
"Yes, dear"
Rose came back to where we were sit
ting, but somehow, the beauty of her
face had all disappeared.
Presently Said came in with white
handkerchief resting on her curls, like a
dainty morning cap, and with chamois
skin in her hand.
l do not suppose had looked at Said
for two whole years as observantly as l
looked at her then Was it possible this
was the sallow, peaked-faced girl that had
been called "Said?" Her form had
rounded into the finest proportions The
blue eyes looked from under the long
silken lashes, with depth of tenderness
in them, such as one sees in the pictures
Of nuns grieving for the lost love
of this world, aud yearning for the
sanctificaton Of that to come. The pen
sive rounding Of the smooth cheeks, and
graceful curvng of the red lips were
perfect, and every motion was graceful
and winning.
Said passed near me with timid recog-
milton, blushing as if she expected no
return to her salute.
| don know what impulse made me
rise, and put my arm around her neck,
and kiss her. but the girls all burst out
laughing when [ did so, in such sarcas-
tic manner that Said slipped hastily away,
but not until had seen the tears in her
beautiful eyes
"What made you ksis Said? Rose
asked, tartly, when [ was seated again.
= | could not help it, [ said she is
the prettiest creature | ever saw"
Rose poutGd.
Said took the steps and mounted bold
ly. As she stood there with the lace dra-
perry falling around her, with her perfect
ly moulded arms moving over the glass,
thought what pity it was that Cousin
| Ned could not see her, for it would be
exactly the kind Of picture to, take his
fancy.
Just then some one entered the front
gate and came along the gravel walk.
" Bless me p Rose cried, sprngng to
her feet; "there is stranger" and
away she ran to arrange her toilette.
Cecilia simply tucked her pretty foot
on the cushion, and opened book in
the most graceful way imaginable.
"Do get down, Said," gasped Mat
but Said went on polishing as if she had
not heard
Mat went to the piano and struck a
plaintve chord, just as recognized the
voice Of Cousin Ned.
Such time as we had. then Rose
was recalled, and came down in a silk
dress, and was so surprised, and so de-
lighted, and it was so fortunate he had
come in season for the party. There was
no end to the rapturous exclamations.
Mrs Whipple had somehow taken off
the working gown she had been wearing
all the morning, and come sailing for
ward in handsome wrapper. She kiss
ed him on both checks, in such a mother
ly way, and then, after time, made him
try her raspberry shrub, and walked him
all over the premises to see the improve
ments that had been made since he went
to Europe.
Ned was in his manners a gentleman,
and listened as if she were telling him
what he was most eager to know, but ev-
cry once in while his eyes glanced to
ward the front window, where Said was
polishing, without word of apology, or
an attempt TO leave her work. When
the glasses were cleaned, and she had
gone from the room, Ned asked:
"Allow me to inquire how it happens,
Mrs. Whippe, that you are fortunate in
having beautiful servants as well as ele-
giant daughters ?. Must everything be
beautiful that comes within your pleasant
circle 2"
Mrs Whipple laughed, and the girls
laughed, but no one said the young lady
as oar relative, and so Ned still supposed
that Said was a house-servant.
When we passing down the walk
to go home, and while Mrs. Whipple and