Connecticut western news., 1871-08-11
PEARLS AND BLACKBERRIES.

God thought about you, and so am here.
 Good Words for the Young.
 PEARLS AND BLACKBERRIES. "No p' said Dr. Darling, slowly" no !! I can't believe the evidence of my own senses p And as he enunciated the words with impressive distinctness he looked sol emnly at Harry Clifford.
 He might have found a worse looking individual to fix his regards upon than this young M. D., who had taken his first les sons in bones, muscles, and human anato- my, with the therapeutics belonging there to, in the little office across the hall, and was just preparing to hang up shingle of his own; for Harry Clifford was tall and shapely, with red-brown hair and huge auburn mustache, and merry eyes that laughed like springs of water in the sun shine.
 Dr. Darling took of his spectacles, folded them, and deliberately placed them in their neophyte. Harry Clifford smiled but he looked little embarrassed, notwithstand- ing.
 @She would have you in minute, if you were to propose" pursued Dr. Darling, dropping great red-hot splashes of sealing wax over a sheet of plotting paper, and stamping them with bis monogram seal in an aimless sort of way.
 "Yes; but tell you, Sir, don't want to propose,n said Harry, staring at the in terwined D. J. D.'s as if they were the most interesting things in the world.
 "You don't want a pretty girl for a wife 2"
 "Not that pretty girl in particular, doc tor"
 "Nor fifty thousand dollars 2" added the doctor, pronouncing the three momentous words in a manner that made them sound very welghty indeed.
 "I would not object to the fifty thousand dollars in itself, Sir but, as mere appen- dage to Miss Bradbury"
 believe the boy is crazy,o calculated Dr. Darling. [" "Well, we'll, as the Scotch proverb has it, "a wilfu' man maun hae his way and shall interfere no farther. By-the-way, Harry"
 G Yes, Sir 2"
 You are going to the city this after noon p
 "That is my present intention, Sir"
 "Stop at Depierre's will you, and leave Mrs. Darling's pearl brooch to be mended. I ought to have done it week ago; but a man can't think of every thing" "Certainly, doctor j" and Harry Clifford deposited the pearl brooch-an old-fash- toned ornament of massive gold, set with tiny seed d-pearls-in his waistcoat pocket. Rather careless way to carry jewelry, young manp' said Dr. Darling, elevating . his eyebrows.
 "Oh, never lose any thing!" asserted Harry, in an off-hand sort of way.
 The morning sun was casting bri ght fickering threads of gold across the kitchen floor the morning glories and Madeira vines, trained across the easement, stirred softly in the mid-July air; and Ursula Percy, Mrs. Dunning's orphan neice, was busy doing up" blackberries.
 Fresh as rose, with hazel eyes, softened to intense blackness at times by the shadow of their long lashes, and smiling scarlet lips, she stood there-her calico dress con- cealed by the house-wifely apron of white diminity that was tied round her waist and her black curls tucked remorsely back of her ears-looking demurely into the bubbling depths of the preserving kettle like beautiful parody on one of the witches in Macbeth j" while on the whitely secured pine table beyond a glittering ti1 vessel was upheaped with the beautiful jet. black fruit, each separate berry fashins like the eye of an Oriental belle.
 Ursula n'
 The pretty young girl started, very near ly dropping her skinner into the preserv ing-kettle. "How you startled me, Harry p'
 Harry advanced into the kitchen, witl an admiring look at the bright face, flushed with little blush and good deal of stove heat. -..-
 You are always at work, Ursula"
 "I have got to work, Harry, to earn my own living" Ursula Perry answered, witt a slight uplifting of her exquisite blacl brows: "I am not an heiress, like Mis- Bradbury"
 "Confound Miss Bradbury !'' exclaimed our hero. "I hear nothing but Miss Brad bury the whole time."
 "She is very sweet young lady, Harry, said Ursula, in mildly reproving accents.
 ''I dare say; but-what lot of black berries you have here, to be sure, Ursula i?
 Forty quarts," said Ursula, demurely Aunt Darling always enJoys them s much in the winter
 Harry put honey sweet globule offrui into his mouth.
 Blackberries are beautiful fruit, UT sula.n
 "Very;" and Miss Percy skinned dili gently away at the bubbling caldron.
 Especially when you are doing then up" added the young M. D., with rather clumsy effort at compliment.
 Ursula did not answer. Harry wake, up to the range and took both her hand in his.
 " Harry, don't! The berries will burn
 s' Let lem burn, then who cares 2"
 But what do you want ?" she asked struggling impotently to escape, and laugh ing in spite of the grave look she fai would have assumed.
 "To see your eyes, Ursula"
 She lifted the soft hazel orbs to her facs then withdrew them with sudden shy ness
 Do you know what answer I read i those eyes, dearest ?" he whispered, afte a moment or two of silence, broken onl by the hissing and simmering of the boilin blackberries.
 "No.n ...t-
 l" read yes r'
 "Oh, Harry, dare not. Uncle and aur are so determined you shall marry Mis Bradbury"
 "And am so determined not to marr her. Is man to be given away as if were house and lot, or bundle of ol clothes, should like to know? UrsulA-
 Harry they ure burninpi I am SUI