Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1871-08-16

Darling
"But, UrsulA-n
The cp akine sound Of an opening door
beyond suddenly dissolved the Eis-a-lsis.
Ursula almost pushed Harry Clifford out
of the kit ben.
You'll be on the piazza tonight when
they have all gons TO the concert n be
PERSISTED in asking through the crack in
the door.
YES, yes, any thing-every thing; only
And Harry went, beginning 20 realize
that loye-masing and preserving do not
assimilate.
Your pearl brooch. my dear7 oh,
remember now. | gave il 20 Harry more
than week ago 20 have mcnded. | dare
say its done by this time ~ and DIR. Darl-
ing turned expectautly to our hero.
"I-Tm very sorry began Harry
"but the brooch disappeared in the most
unacOuntable manner from my vest pocket.
| know put it there
"Yes," dryly interrupted the elder gen
tleman, al remember seeing you put il
there, and you assured me at the time that
you never lost any thing. So the brooch
is gone, eh n
"Yes, Sir, il is gone. But Mrs. Darling
may rest aSsured,n Harry added, with Q
glance toward that lady, "that ! will re-
place it at the very earliest opportunity y
"0h, it is of no consequence at all p
said Mrs. Darling, with countenance that
said plainly. 1t is of the very greatest
consequence Perhaps we shall find il
somewhere about the house."
But the days slipped by one by one, and
the doom Of the pearl brooch remained
involved in the deepest mystery. Harry
Clifford bought another one and presented
il to Mrs. Darling, with little compli
mentary speech. Mrs. Darling laughed
and pinned it into the folds Of the thread
lace barb she wore at her throat.
Z" But it's so strange what can have be
come Of the other ~ said Mrs. Darling.
1t was in the golden month of Septembel
that the old doctor aud Mrs. Darling made
up their minds to invite Miss Bradbury t
tea.
Gwen have pound-cake and preserved
blackberries," said Mrs. Darling, who al
ways looked at the material side of things
" And if Harry don't come to terms now
he never WILL" added her husband, whC
didn't.
"Get out the best china and the chased
silver tea-service, Ursula" said Mrs. Darl
ing.
"And wear your pink French calico
child: it's the most becoming dress yol
have" said her uncle, with loving glanc'
at the bright little brunette.
And Ursula Percy obeyed both of thei
mandates.
Miss Bradbury came--a handsome, show,
young lady, with smooth society" man
ner that made Ursula feel herself yer,
countrified and common indeed.
Delicious preserves these p said Mis-
Bradbury.
"They are of UrSula's making" sai'
Mrs Darling. And Harry Clifford passeC
his plate Tor second supply.
81 remember the day they were brewed
or baked, or whatever it is you call it,
said he, with an arch glance at Ursula.
Suddenly old DR.. Darling grew purpl
in TIE face, and began to cough violently
Every one started up,
sHe's swallowed the spoonm cried Mis-
Bradbury.
"Oh, ohp he's got the apoplexy |!
screamed Mrs Darling, hysterically.
"Uncle dearest unclew piped up poo
little Ursula, vaguely catching at glas
of water.
But DR.. Darling recovered without an.
more disastrous symptoms.
at isn't the spoon, and don't come G
an apoplectic family" said he. "But upo
my word, this is about the biggest black
berry ever came perilously near swallow
,, ingn' And he held out his wife's peal
brooch, boiled up in the blackberries
There was a momentary silence aroun
the table, and then it was broken b
Mis-. Darling-one of those blessed oil
Ladies who never see an inch beyond thci
own spectacled noses.
"My goodness gracious p' said Mrs. Oar
ing; show could it ever have come int
the preserved blackberries 7 I-don't-
see"
"But l don said DR.. Darling, lookin
! provokingly knowing. Yes; I see a goo
many things now that didn't see before.
And Harry, glancing across the table Q
Ursula, was somewhat consoled to perceiv
that her cheek was a shade more scarlet,
that were possible than his own.
He followed the old Doctor into his offiC
when the evening meal was concluded
Ursula did not know how she ever woul
have lived through it, were it not for Mr.
Darling's delightful obtuseness, and Soph
Bradbury's surface charm of manner-an
}, plunged boldly into the matter.
"Doctor-" he began, valiantly; br
the old gentleman interrupted hun.
J, There's no need of any explanation
my boy," he said. II know now why yo
:, didn't want to marry Miss Bradbur.
And | don't say that blame you much
i. only / came very near choking to deaf
y with Ursula's black berry jam !"
And Doctor Darling laughed again unit
had his spouse been present, she woul
surely have thought second attack
apoplexy among the inevitables.
"Little Ursula g' he added. "Wt
q would have thought Of it2 Well, yc
shall have my blessing"
4 The pearls were all discolored, and Il
L gold of the old fashioned brooch tarnisht
" with the alchemy of cooking; but Ursu
y keeps that old ornament yet, more tende
ly treasured than all the modern knicl
, knacks with which her young husbar
- loads her toilet-table. And every yea
:, when she preserves blackberries, DR.. Dar
=" ing comes to tea, and makes pendero,
witticsms, and pretends to search in Il
q. crystal preserve-dIsh for "boiled brooch
= But then jolly old gentlemen will ha
in their jokes.
81 | Al
Iv SHARP BoY.-A correspondent OF Il
70 Boston 1raueler records the following
GA bright little boy about four years