The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1872-07-09

"Bless me what soecism I'm afraid
/ was vulgar enough to doze, Mr.. Bellenden.
I'm very happy to see you. My wife. Pray
sit down, sir"
"Thank you, sir, prefer walking about"
replied Mr.. Bellenden, senior. course his
impudence," he muttered to his son.
"Sleeping with his boots, on my cut velvet
ottoman. Asking me to be seated in my
own house ~ &aA y HlS8E1 V4i}
"Hes rather eccentric" whispered
young Bellenden, "but most amiable of
men," "My father he said in low tone,
addressing Greyling, "is odd; very pecu-
liar-but you mustn't mind him."
"You will dine with us en- familie, y said
Mrs. Greyling, a very amiable and polished
old lady, by the way. ,.riNf
"I intend to- madam, certainly" +" replied
Bellenden, senior, who was strolling about
the room, examining the furniture, and oc-
casionally changing the place of a chair, a
card table or vase. {lD.., fU. Df.
"Traveling makes one hungry, and as
the country probably produces the same eff
feet on you, 1 shall make no apology for
ordering dinner" And he rang the bell.
A smart man-servant answered it.
"Dinner directly SAM" said Belenden,
senior. ...U.... ......t t...
James, sir," replied the man, with dig
nifty, and looking with an inquiring air to
Mr.. Greyling. leaaa,40.. .a,4 ,.eI
Serve the dinner, if it is ready, James,"
said Mr.. Greyling, smothering his indigna-
ton. ....t...... ......
"Confound his impudence p said he to
himself. "Does he presume to give orders
to my servants ~
Hang his insolence" whispered Mr.
Bellenden to his son. "Must he tell my
people what to do?"
Dinner was soon announced. Mr.. Bel
lenden, senior, offered his arm to Mrs.
Greyling. Young Bellenden sailed in with
Julia, and Greyling brought up in the rear
Mr.. Bellenden senior handed the old lady to
her place with great gallantry, and seated
himself opposite to her, to the astonishment
indignation and disgust of old Greyling,
who would have broken out in remonstran-
ces if his daughter had not restrained him.
Young Bellenden clutched his napkin in
agony.
Mr.. Bellenden, senior, did the honors of
the table with easy. ..nonchalance, but all the
other members of the family labored under
a singular restraint, and the ladies sought
the earliest opportunity of retiring.
"Now, James," said Mr.. Bellenden, SEN
ior, "the champagne w
"Really, Mr.. Bellenden," stammered
Greyling but the words fairly choked him;
he leaned back in his chair, and unloosed
his cravat The poor man looked quite ap-
oplectic.
James handed Mr.. Bellenden a bottle
the wire was cut-the cork bounced out per-
versely, and smote Mr.. Greyling on his rath-
er prominent Roman nose.
"a random shot. beg a thousand par
dons," said Mr.. Bellenden, bowling. And
he passed foaming beaker to the irritated
merchant.
~ don't drink champagne" said Grey
ling, testify. "James give me some clar-
ot."
"That's right, Mr.. Greyling, call for what
like, " said Bellenden. "Nothing gives me
greater pleasure than to see people make
themselves at home"
"I should think so, sir, replied Greyling,
drily, as he slipped his wine in angry gulps.
"The cellar is pretty we'll stocked, eh,
William ?" pursued Bellenden, addressing
his son.
"And beg, Mr.. Greyling, you will name
your favorltes. What do You say to Bur
gundy?"
"Ifyou desire Burgundy, Mr.. Bellenden, y
replied Greyling, with dignity, "James
will supply you"
"Of course he WILL" replied Bellenden.
"Bottle of Burgundy, James,"
"You must excuse me, Mr.. Bellenden,
said Greyhng, rising. 81 would prefer tt
: join the ladies'"
"Do not place any restraint on yourself
Consider yourself perfectly at home while
you are here"
81 do SO consider myself, assure you,
, answered Greyling, rising, "and shall d.
so while remain, which will be till mex
September" And he slammed the doc
: behind him in a pet.
, Mr.. James followed the example of hi
master. u-.t
Q "What under the sun, William" erie
g Mr.. Bellenden, when they were alone
h "could have induced you to invite such
vulgar. ill-bred set here? Talks of stayin