The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1871-10-31


Stanfeld and knew that she had heard
what had been said, for she looked up to
me with a charming blush on her face, and
then dropped her beautiful blue eyes in
manner delightful to me. was not aware
then that such an appearance of " delight
full confusion" could be manufactured ex-
pressly for any occasion where required"
am wiser now than | used to be.
Later in the evening was introduced to
Miss Stanfield's sister, Mary. A very pret-
ty quiet, girl, with none of her sister Lu-
cia's dash or brilliance about her. / re-
member thinking at the time that such
girl would make capital wife for whoever
was fortunate enough to get her. There was
something in her quiet well-bred ways and
half-shy face that gave me that impression.
But her sister outshone her completely in
my estimation she was nearer my IDEAL
"'this Lucia with the yellow hair" than
any other woman had ever happened to
meet.
| met Miss Stanfield and her sister once
or twice after that before they left the city.
| found out that they were going directly
from town to Cape May, and declared my
intention to Tom Lesley of going to Cape
May too.
"Miss Stanfield is to be there, isn't she?
quizzed Tom. "Seems to me that heard
fellow by the name of Sedley declare Cape
May bore about year ago. Has the
place met with change" or is it you?'
'Both, most likely" l answered. as in
differently as / could, for | didn't care to
have everybody know how much ! cared
for Lucia Stanfeld.
/ slipped off to the Cape the day before
the Stanfelds did, to avoid the appearance
of having followed them met Lucia and
her sister on the steps as the carriage
drove up, and was rewarded with luminous
smile from one, and half-shy, graceful
little smile and bow from the other. /
helped them to alight, and managed to tell
Miss Lucia how delighted was to know
that she was to spend portion of the sea-
son at the Cape which thought charm
ing place. AT which she smiled upon me
more beamingly than before, and said
something about "always being happy to
be among congenial friends"
shan't attempt to tell what was said
and done for the next three weeks. With
walks on the beach by moonlight, and sails
down the bay, with long afternoons on the
cliff, reading Tennyson or Owen Meredith
and evenings full of music and gayety, the
time passed swiftly. Before l began to
think of it, people were talking of going to
Saratoga or the mountains When Miss
Lucia asked me if ] was not intending to
go to Saratoga for week or two, remark
ing incidentally that they were going, l
did not hesitate to remark that "such had
been my intention all along"
"From there we are going to the White
Mountains for a little rest before returning
to the city, "said Lucia. "This kind OF
life isn't rest. II is better than city life,
of course, but one can't help getting tired
of it.. l want 10 get away among the noun.
tains. always feel better there. Life
seems worth something more to me under
their influence, Doesn't it to you ?"
OF course it did. was fully prepared
to agree with anything in the sentimental
line that Lucia had to offer. All her drafts
on sentiment would meet with acceptance
at par at my bank.
To Saratoga we went. Things had gon'
on swimmingly at Cape May, and things
went on in the same way at Saratoga.
made up my mind, the first time we walkeC
together beneath the pines in the park
with the moonlight shining over all like
blessing, and the mellow crash of the mus
from the band sounding in the distance
that would not propose to Lucia until WI
had got to the mountains. There, with tn
shadow Of Mount Washington falling a
our feet, would be the fitting place to per
form that somewhat difficult task / an
free to confess that it did seem like diff
cult matter for me to ask the peerless Lu
cia if she would marry me. But ask her
was determined to. Could It be possibl
that she would say no? Although of tn
sails at Cape May, the walks and talks b,
tho sea, was sufficient to dispel any doub
: that might obtrude itself upon my mind.
: r" Lucia is getting in hurry togoto tn
mountains" said Mary to me one day. z
: started. Gould it be that they kne,
what had heen thinking about? locke
/ at Lucia's sister, as she sat opposite me o
| the yerandah, and met look that was
curious mixture Of amazement and sadness
! She dropped her eyes beneath my glanc,