The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1870-01-11

fancy that lovers who are never parted lose
the most lasting sweet of courtship-tho
delightfully."- extravagant, deliciously alb
surd, and yet sacred things-love letters.
Things went well with me, and it was not
long before l had the pleasure of bidding
Miss Nora Farnsworth expect me in
New York on a certain day soon after the
reception of the happily written letter con-
veying this bidding.
/ have no doubt but certain women with
babies certain young and old, but alike in
experienced voyagers, thought me q most
obliging and accommodating traveller on
that trip from Darley, Indiana, to New
York city. The fact was, I was happy,
and could afford to be good-natured
had the money in my pocket to pay the old
debt which had weighed on me, like an
incubus, so long had profession that
warranted me i'll making the sweetest wo-
man in all the world my wife, and 1 was
going after her now
At the New York station pair of brown
y tASh my OhIl llhO ~ lllttSlCG. luCIG
was my own sweet darling waiting for me.
How the bushes came and went in her soft
round check, as she sat beside me in the
carriage AS we rode on, an agitation, un-
usual to her manner, seemed to possess her
and grow more and more marked every
moment.
The quarter of the city through which we
were passing was near my old home. We
were even on the same street, and when
about to pass it, couldn't help feeling
of regret (only for Aer sake. 1 will affirm, J
that this lovely place was not indeed mine,
as I'had once fancied. Why was the car
riagc stopping?
A soft hand stole shyly into mine.
"Welcome back to your own, Launcelot
Launce," said voice, bewilderingly sweet
"To all your own," she repeated, with an
emphasis fervent and tender, and like one
in dream l entered my old home, where
old Aunt Rhoda received cher boy'' with
rapturous delight.
"Alicia Famsworth Orton," said my
brown-eyed darling, with a CLEAN of mer-
riment in those brown eyes, while she made
me an arch courtesy. "Aunt Rhoda sent
me after you, didn't you, aunty9"
eyes L did .jist dat, honey. An Ireck-
on ye've got him fast. Aint dat SO, my
boy? Guess I'd better be helpin' set on
dat supper" And breaking into mellow,
unctuous laugh that made her culver like a
huge mould of jelly, Aunt Rhoda departed
" Did you think I could come here, and
driving you out, take that which was right
fully yours, don't care what the law SAYS,
without a word ?" said Alicia Orton, her
whole figure expressing pride that at least
matched my own. "When they told me
you had gone West, without money or
friends, determined to find you if it were
a possible thing. Besides, to tell the truth "
she said with little blush 81 liked your
cold, proud letters, and had little curiosi-
ty about you. l f und you at last, and
learned enough of you, no matter how, to
convince me that times were none too good
with you. knew you wouldn't let me
hSip JOu, hhO"hiSiy, you pIOuU, lOOllSn
fellow, so had to disguise my name. My
old days had taught :ne, long before, that
fashion rules everything, a choice of ply
sicians as well as musicians, so / adopted
the little ruse you know of, for the double
purpose of seeing you and bringing you
into notice. / don't believe that success is
always the guage of mans merit, but |
saw that you could improve opportunity
That interested me, and then-and them
How celestially she blushed
"And then you fell in love with me,'' I
said, supplying her hesitating speech
''And I with you, Nora Farnsworth. And
now again with you, Alicia Orton, and new
er did man before have two such glorious
sweethearts ~
And had just time for the kiss that seal
ed my second betrothal, when Aunt Rhoda
came shuffiing in with news that more sub
stantial sweets awaited us.