The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1872-07-23
MY WIDOW.
BY ROCHESTER,.

Il ONLD duNlSeu INC HOU W HldrIy uer-
O he said she was too young and pretty.
Farnpn advised me to be an old bachelor
told me a man past forty simply made a
fsof of himself by matrimony.
Tewksbery-a man who is notorious for
never minding his own business-told me
she had made love affair with Harry
Birmingham, before he went South.
Allen shook his head, and said Clara
Myers might be very pretty, but he liked
somebody mature and settled.-(N. B.
He married his housekeeper the next week,
and she is mature enough for Methuselah
himself) .. ..
Everybody thought was trying dan
gerous experiment; but didn't pretend to
suit everybody-so l simply suited myself.
went quietly to church with Clara Myers,
and married her one glorious January
morning, when the old st. Pauls was
fringed with glittering icicles and the
brisk wind was freighteu with PARTICLES of
flying snow, like battalion of diamonds
on double quick
She was nineteen and was nine and
thirty. She was as beautiful as a rosebud;
Twas rough old codger, sound enough at
heart, but like winter apple, unpromising
on the exterior. .H
In short, we were as unlike as May
and November, and the good-natured
world shook it's head and said, "no good
could come from such an unequal match" :"
But she said she loved me and | believed
her. Nobody could look into Clara's blue
eyes and not believe her, you see.
The next day made my will and be-
quethed all my property Internationally to
my wife.
''Are you sure you are doing a wise
thing, Mr. Folliot?' said Mr.. Mardyn, the
lawyer, pushing his blue spectacles upon
his forehead, until he looked like an old bald
gnome, with double pair of eyes. "You
see she is very much younger than your
SELF and"
"Please to be so kind as to mind your
own business" said brusquely.
Don't be offended, Mardyn, but really
people seem to suppose am not able % at
tend to my own affairs"
"Just as you please" said Mardyn, in a
rage 81 am mere tool in your hands. F"
"That's it, exactly" said l. So sign
ed the will and went home to Clara.
"Oh, Paul, you must not die y said
Clara, with a scared look, when told her
what had DONE Nobody ever loved me
as truly and generously as you have done,
and don't know what l should do If you
were taken away ~
"There was young Birmingham, if all
reports are true" mischievously began,
but the curl of Clara's lip stopped me.
ga mere butterfly" she said tauntingly
without either brains or principle
Paul, have found a shelter in your true,
loving heart, and mean to nestle there
alwaysl ~
And then she cried-this foolish, soft
hearted little wife of mine.
Jones and Tewksbery might have called
this policy. Farnum would have said il
it was acting. But it was very pleasant
but felt more than ever like man who
had found some precious jewel, and wears
it like an amulet on his breast.
SO the thing went on until the firm o
which was managing partner needed Il
send some one TO Calcutta to see after
turbaned scoundrel of an agent, who haC
absconded with more money than he coul'
well afford to lose. Morrison was old an,
feeble-Hewitts wife lay very i'll, so wa
the one to CO. kissed Clara good-by a
cheerfully as could, fully expecting to b
back in three months or so.
/ had to follow the agent up into tn
mountains of India...I fell i'll Of one of thos
burning climate fevers in the bungalow G
an old native priest and the months he'
by, until 1t was more than year before
found myself on the "Blue-eyed Mary,
steaming into New York harbor.
And all this time Clara had not heard
word from him. hsftf
had written to her to prepare her ft