The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1871-06-20


| marry | hope my wife will love nature"
" | should rather she would love me,
if were you" she said archly
" But wasn't it joke My drawing-mas-
ter used to say to me, % You are de most
great big lover of de nature, Miss Felicite
she do have; you do show of it in de
every touch !"
" He was fatterer," said Dr. Gray.
[ thank you. Nobody can bring
such an accusation against you"
No one spoke for full minute.
" l think we had better go back to
your mother" said Felicia then, some
what crestfalen. " 1t must be almost
time for Mr. Jones to come for me-"
ooh, not so bad as that, | hope |
should give myself the pleasure of taking
you home, but [ have an engagement"
"What pity !" said Felicia quite for
getting herself "Where are you going p
g 70 see Miss Atherton 2"
"Oh p cried Felicia, sharply, involun-
tarily, as if some one had struck her a
blow, and biting her lips hard to keep
the pain in Miss Atherton had been
a college flame of DIR. Gray's which his
mother had succeeded in quenching; and
here she was at Shell Beach, and here
he was making engagements with her.
Is she-is she as beautiful as ever ?"
Felicia managed to ask.
"Quite as beautiful"
Oh, how horrible it was How she
wished that she had not come to Shell
Beach to spend the day, and to be made
miserable! She would have been happier
at home with her dream, though it were
nothing but the dream of dream
81 am quite anxious about her" DR.
Gray pursued.
Was he going 10 make her the conf
dent of his love 1t was more than flesh
and blood could bear " thought" she
faltered--"l thought that was all over"
referring to his youthful fancy.
&" No, there has been relapse said
the doctor, gravely, "and that, you know
often proves fatal"
What was the matter with Felicia =?
She could not see the way before her.
DR.. Gray's face was far off in mist he
was preaching but his voice was inaudi-
Bile to her Presently the mist cleared
away; the setting sun was illuminating
the sails Of pleasure boat, till they look
ed like the two pink wings of the spoon
bill a wave was idly breaking about the
horses feet; little beach bird skipped
along the sand some gulls were scream.
ing and flying low. A little while ago
it had been so beautiful Now she cared
for nothing but to go away and hide her.
self from the man who loved another.
She went home broken-hearted Aunt
Sophy declared it didn't do her any good
to go junketing over to the beaches. She
left her books unread, her sketching un-
touched, Aunt Sophy's dainties untasted
she even forgot the iour-leaved clover
She began to wonder if she could be au
old maid, like Aunt Sophy, and find her
happiness looking after the parish poor,
and sending butter and eggs to market.
"The child's SICK" thought her aunt
Like as not her liver's out of order
folks livels is the peskiest things to keeI
a-running. don't like to have nobody's
life on my mind so ri just send round
for Dr. Arnold, and he'll do the right
thing with her"
Felicia had a headache, olias heart
ache, and was lying on the lounge, wher
some one opened the door and Aunt So
ply flew in from the kitchen crying:
"There DR.. Arnold, I'm right glad t.
see your face and eyes, I've been wor
ried out of my nights sleep along Of thi,
child, and her, and her folks hundred
miles away. I've given her herb tel
and peppermint, and they didn't do hel
no more good than so mach water. Law
bless you, if she was love-sick she couldn'
be worse off, with no relish for her vict
uals Ever since she vent over Il
the beach to see them Ameses, whoeve
they may be-" And Aunt Sophy nigh
have run on for ever but that Felicia
thinking to escape DIR. Arnold by boltinl
through side-door while her aunt de
tanned him in the hall, was skimmin.
across the room like n piece of thistle
down, when she felt herself suddenl,
detained by firm grasp on her shoulde
and turning about, she found herself con
fronting DIR. Gray.
Whittier away, Miss Felicia salt
he, before I've go much as felt your
pulse Come, how do you like DR., Arnold
at your service ? What do you think o
his green goggles 4? How docs his wig fit
think you p r
DR.. Gray cried the amazed Felicia
"Dr. Arnold. Which How 7 don't un
derstand, thought"