The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1871-03-28
Gbe Gin1es, New Bloontfelo, ]1a.


written evidently in haste and irrita-
ton:
Let her take adessert-spoonful of cx-
tract of valerian, night and morning for
her nerves, common sense in as large doses
as she can get it, and stop gadding about
evenings.
edward II. HURLBuRT."
The widows black eyes snapped so
that the doctor, if he had been there to
see, would have liked them less than ever
and the roses that had deserted her cheeks
she thought forever, reappeared in full
bloom. She had been angry often in her
life - the departed Reuben had not been
very easy to manage 80 but never before
had she felt anything like the wrath she
felt at that moment
The impertineut old scoundrel
'Gadding about evenings indeed Val
erian for my nerves v' as if were some
fidgety old maid Common sense in as
large doses as | can find" How dare he
write such a note Well, | have had
lucky escape ! Stupid, oross-grained old
wretch a life of it | should have had
with him ~
And the widow put on the cherry
ribboned cap upside down, and fell to
busting the portrait of her deceased
spouse with vim. With all his faults
Reuben was not the worst man that ever
lived
Charley was obliged to repress his
gratitude for while, for when he reach
ed home he found that his father had
gone to neighboring town to attend
medical convention, and would not re-
turn until the following day.
When the doctor returned the next af
tornoon Charley was absent busted with
preparations for the approaching we'd
ding DR.. Hurlburt, finding leisure
afternoon upon his hands made an un-
usually careful toilet, and drove out to
call upon the Widow Thomas.
He had fully made up his mind that it
would be a lesser evil to have the Widow
Xilpha Thomas for WIFE than Mrs.
Barnes for housekeeper, but he had not
the air Of very eager wooer, and, in
truth he was not without his misgivings;
he saw in imagination the widows black
eyes swapping defantly at him, and won
dered if he should not repent, if she
proved to be of quarrelsome temper.
And he cast two or three glances back
at the Widow Carter's cottage, and as he
did so he certainly sighed. The widow
had been in the window, and she had
bowed to him-bowed, and actually
smiled little, though in a shy sad way.
DIR. Hurlburt did not quite understand
it. He had met her but twice, to be
sure, since she had come back to the vii
lage, two years before, but at neither of
those times had she shown any DISPOSE
ton to re cognize him. His looks had
not invited a recognition either then or
now, but here she was as sweet as May
morning 1t was all her artfulness, of
course She thought she could caiole
him into letting Charley marry her
daughter. She would seel He would
send that boy to Europe, to China if need
be, to get him out of Rose Carter's way.
Still it is certain that he sighed deeply
as he passed the cottage, and the Widow
Thomass black eyes snapped before
him all the more ominously in contrast
with the Widow Carter's soft shy blue
ones.
Was Miss Esther Wagg right, and was
it possible that there was still spring of
sentiment in the doctors heart, which
fifty years and his crusty temper had not
been able wholly to dry
From afar off the widow Thomas saw
him coming, "riding along with that
grand careless air, as if he owned the
whole town" as she declared, and pre-
pared to do battle, She was in such a
quiver Of Indignation that her cap-ribbons
stood up straight and the swapping eyes
Of his imagination were as nothing COM
pared with these
How dare you come here, you insult
ing, hypocritical villain. you perfdious
wretch Leave this house, sir, and if
you ever come here again I'll set Towser
upon you as sure as you live :" she cried
To say that the doctor was amazed
would but feebly express his emotion
He was thoroughly alarmed, and lost no
time in escaping from the presence of the
maniac Gas he felt sure she must be-. to
his carriage.
"Insane from evil temper, ah, | knew
those eyes were not for nothing. But
why her anger should be directed against
me | cant understand; though ! suppose
her wrath falls upon any one who hap
pens to be near when the fit seizes her.
o, what an escape | have hadW
And Dr. Hurlburt took his homeward
way, resolved to be contented with