The democrat. [volume] (Weston, W. Va.) 1868-1874, 1871-08-21
s. iED BLACKBER RES.

I sh'6;f ASD BLACKBERlTEs.
Itl. l.! IEaid Dr. Darling, slowly" no !!
fs't tI''. .YlitVe the evidence of my own
-IJ ~, And as he enunciatcd the words
\ ,HF II < Fgssive dstnctness he looked SOL
-.stI. f&Si1Gry Clifford.
hl-btirS.ght have founh worse looking
Wltr,SbftO fix bis regards upon than this
} s:,Ht5.y y D., who had taken his first les
" S!EhSl y,-bones, muscles, and human anato-
SS,sy s.th the therapeutics belonging there
u 80 tle little office across the hail. and
sltf,5it.. preparing to hang up a shnglc Of
n ai,i \, tIt Hn;' for Harry Clifford was tall and
A.ltg. with rcd-brown hair and huge
\ I'm ''muStache, and merry eyes that
y Z !-fsA}cd like springs Of water in the sun
5Skt,6, Darling took off his spcctaclcs, folded
~ . Iir, and deliberately placed them in their
va ID, still without taking his eyes from his
.D dphytc. Harry Clifor' miled but he
n oiked little embarrassed, notwithstand-
y ing.
.k "She would have you in minute, If
u You were TO PROPOSE" pursued Or. Darling
dropping great rcd.hot splashcs Of sealing
wax over sheet Of blotting paper, and
stamping them with his monogram seal in
an aiilcSS sort of way.
"Yes; but | tell you, Sir, don't want
to PROPOSE" said Harry, staring at the in
terwincd D. J. DIS as IL they were the
most interesting things in the world.
"iou don't want pretty girl for a
wje7n
"Not that pretty girl in particular, doc
tori
"Nor hfty thousand dollars Z" added the
doctor, pronouncing the three momentous
words in manner that made them sound
very welghty indeed.
al would not object to the fifty thousand
dollars in itself, Sir; but, rs mere appen-
dagc to Miss Bradbury"
AZ believe the boy is crazy" calculated
Dr. Darling. "WelI, well, as the Scotch
proyerb has It. "a wilfl' man maun hae
his way,' and | shall interfere no farther
By thc-way, Harry"
"Ycs, Sir7n
"You are going to the city this after.
noon n
"That Is my pr sent intention, SIR"
"Stop at Dcpitre's will you, and leave
Mrs. Darling's pearl brooch to be mended
ought 10 have done II week ago; but a
man can't think Of every thng.n
"Certainly, doctor" and Harry Clifford
deposited the pearl brooch-an old.iash-
ioned ornament Of massive gold, set with
tiny seed .pcarls-in his waiStcoat pocket
dRather careless way to carry icwelry,
young manI'' said DR.. Darling, elevating
his eyebrows.
.Oh, never lose any thing ~ asserted
Harry, in an otT.hand sort Of way.
The morning sun was casting brilht,
Pickering threads Of gold across the kitchen
floor the morning gloricS and Madeira
vines, trained across the easement, stirred
softly in the mid.July air; and Ursula
Percy. Mrs. Dunning's orphan ncicc, was
busy "doing up" blackberries.
Fresh as rose, with hazel eyes, softencd
to intense blackncss at times BY the shadow
Of their long lashCs, and smiling scarlet
llps, she stood thcre-her calico dress con-
ccalcd by the horsc.wifely apron Of white
dimnity that was tied round her waist,
and her black curls tucked rCmoSely back
of her ears-looking demurely into the
bubbling depths Of the preserying.kettle,
like a beautiful parody on one Of the witches
in "Nlacbeth y while on the whitley
secured pine table beyond glittering tin
vessel was upheapcd with the beautiful jet
black fruit, each separate berry flashing
like the eye CT an Oriental belle.
"Ursula ~
The pretty young girl started, very near.
ly fronpinp her skinner into the DreSery-
ing-kettlc.
t How you startled me, Harry |"
Harry advanced into the kitchen, with
an admiring look at the bright face, flushed
with little blush and good deal Of stove
heat
You are always at work, Ursula"
al have got to work, Harry, to earn my
own livng,n Ursula Perry answered, with
slight uplifting Of her exquisite black
brows: "l am not an hcireSs, like Miss
Bradbury
"Coniound Miss Bradbury ~ exclaimed
nur hero. II hear nothing hut Miss Brad
bury the whole timc.n
"Shc isa very sweet young lady, Harry"
said Ursula, in mildly reproying accents.
{" dare say; but-what lot Of black.
berries you have here, to be sure, Ursula 7"
"Folty quarts,n said Ursula, dcmurcly,
"Aunt Darling always enjoys them so
much in the winter
Harry put a honey. sweet globulc ofiruit
into his mouth.
}lackberries are beautiful fruit, Ur.
ula"
"yCry;" and Miss Percy SKINNED dill.
gently away at the bubbiRg caldron,
Especially when YOU arc doing them
up" added the young NJ. D., with rather n
clumsy effort at compliment
Ursula did not answer. Harry walked
up to the range aud took both her hands
in his.
Harry, don't! The berries will burn"
Let 'cm burn, then who cares Z"
"Bat what do you wanti' she asked,
struggling impotently to escape and laugh.
ing in spite Of the grave look she tain
would have assumed
ITO see your eyes, utsula.n
She lifted the, 'ol hase orbS to her face;
thin withdr'" hsin with sudden shy ness,