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


as for Russell, he often lost the thread of
his discourse in admiring the red, DIM
pied lips, and the pearly teeth they dis
closed whenever she spoke or smiled
Certain it is, his four hours ride from
P--to Dighton, were the shortest
four hours he had ever known in his life.
" Where do you want to be left, sir ?"
inquired the coachman, as he entered the
village.
cat Mr.. Charles Hunts Locust Hill.
DO you know where that is ?" said Rus
sell, putting his head out of the window.
Certainly sir; take you there in a
jify"
"Why there's where am going p said
the lady opening her eyes widely. "Nel-
ly--Mr. Hunts wife is my most particu.
lar friend; we used to go to school to-
gether."
And Charley Hunt is my most par
ticular friend, and one of the finest fe-
lows in the world"
How very ode"
How very fortunate ~ exclaimed
Russell, with a meaning glance at his
fair companion, which made the ROSY
cheeks still more rosy. Might take
the liberty of inquiring-?"
But just at this moment the stage
stopped in front of the house, on the por-
ticoof which stood Mr.. and Mrs. Hunt,
enjoying the evening breeze.
In u moment Russell was shaking
hands with the former, while his com
panion rushed eagerly into the arms of
the surprised and delighted wife.
"Why, what a happy surprise, Jen-
ME p she said, after spiriting her visitor
off to her own room F." had given up
all idea of seeing you, this summer"
And had no idea of being able to
come, until just before [ started. You
see, mamma-my step-mamma, you know
was going to Uncle Wilder's, and she
insisted on my going with her, to see the
hateful, disagreeable cousin of mine.
that they are determined to marry me to-
SO when mamma was busy packing,
just put on my things and slipped off,
leaving note to tell where / was going.
Wasn't that good joke on them all 2"
" l should think it was" said Nellie,
with burst of merriment, far more
than the occasion warranted. "When I
saw who your companion was, I thought
you were out on your wedding tour"
" No, indeed, never saw the man un-
til he got into the stage at P. But
really, he is the finest looking man l ever
saw, and so agreeable. Who is hep"
ooh, III introduce you when you
come down stairs There's Sarah want
ing to see me about supper. You'll have
only time to dress. Mind and look your
prettiest."
And with roguish shake of her fin
ger at her friend, Nellie ran away to see
about supper.
IF Jennie did not look her prettiest
she certainly looked very lovely as she
entered the supper room, her linen suit
exchanged for fresh, soft muslin, whose
and purity were relieved only
by the velvet-colored ribbons in the hair
and around the throat.
Russell had taken great pains with his
toilette as could be seen by his spotless
linen and carefully arranged hair
The pause that followed Jennie's en-
trance was broken by Mr.. Hunt who, in
to meaning glance from his
wife, said: dt.f
Russell, allow me to introduce to you
your cousin Jennie Miss Charlton, your
cousin, Russell Wilder"
The embarrassment which followed the
blank astonishment into which this an
nouncement threw the parties so unex-
pectedly made known to each other, was
quickly dispelled by the turn that was
given it by their host and hostess
-" suppose you'll want to book your
self for the next stage ?" said Mr.. Hunt,
shyly to Russell, who had been taken
into his friends confidence.
"And YOU" said his wife, turning to
Jennie, " | don't suppose anything could
tempt you to remain, now that you have
seen that hateful disagreeable-"
Nellie !" interrupted Jennie, Grim
soning, as she remembered her words,
Well, won't then. But you must
let me laugh Just to think of both
running in the same direction, and to
same placeW
The ringing laugh that burst from
Nellie's lips were too contagious to be re-
sisted, even by those at whose expense it
was raised.
This merriment was followed by gen
eral good feeling, and a pleasanter tea
party never gathered around a social