The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1872-07-09
Gi)e 0in1es, New BtoomflelO, 1Da.

trunk is filed with knick-knacks for her
special use. Do know her? Why have
thought of her ever since went away
Young lady why, she is a little bit of
girl; she is only ten years old. No-she
must be older than that now; / suppose l
will find her grown considerably. BY the
way are you not getting cold It's getting
chilly"
The delighted young lady was trying to
conceal her face, which had called forth
Walters exclamation.
eyes it is getting colder; it is nearly
dark, and so it was. Walter had a boat
cloak, and after a very little trouble, he was
permitted to wrap it aronnd her lovely
form, and somehow or other his arm went
with it and in the confusion he was very
close to her, and his arm was around her
waist, out side the cloak, though; then he
had to put his face down to hear what she
said, and somehow those long ringlets of
soft, silky hair, were playing across his
cheek. Human nature could not and
would not stand it any longer and Walter
the modest Walter, drew his arms closer
than ever, and pressed upon the warm,
rosy lips of his beautiful fellow-traveler. a
glowing, burning, regular East Indian
Bombay kiss, and then blushed himself at
the mischief he had done, and waited for
the stage to upset, or something else to
happen But no, she had not made any
| ,oa;stoooa. On tba oontra1y ba hod falt varxy
distinctly that she had returned the kiss,
the very first kiss he had ever pressed
upon awoman's lips, since he gave part
ing one to little Mary Fuller, and he would
have sworn that he heard her saying some
thing (about that very moment he had
given her that first long kiss of youth and
love) that sounded like "Dear dear Wal
ter.?''
The stage was now entering the village.
In few minutes he would be in Mary Full
ler's house. He thought of her, and felt
ashamed and downright guilty. What
Mary his 4" little wife, that was to be, say
if she knew he had been acting SO? Al
these things passed rapidly through hi
mind, he began to study how to get out o
the affair quietly and decently.
"You go on in the stage, suppose, to th'
next town, or perhaps still farther?"
"Oh, no not me-"
What could she mean? He had moi
time to indulge in conjecture; the stage
drove up slap in front of Parson Fuller
| +1,ar fhn
and his good lady in the doorway he will
lamp in his hand already to receive-Wal
ter as he supposed.
"Where will you stop in the village
1 will come and see you"
81 shall stop where you stop. / won
leave you. Here you have been kissing
me this half hour, and now you want t.
run away and leave me. I am determined
to expose you to the old clergyman and hi
wife, in the doorway yonder. More thai
that, your "darling little wife, that is t.
be, as you call her, shall know all abou
it."
What situation for modest, mora
man 1t was awful. To be laughed at
exposed and who was .she? Could it b
possible? He had heard of such charac
ters 1t must be but she was very pretty
and he to be the means of bringing such
creature into the very house of the gooC
and pious old clergyman and his sweet oil
pet and playmate, his Mary Fuller! HI
saw it all. 1t was judgement sent upol
him. What business have / to be kissing
strange girl if she is pretty? His uncle ant
aunt had came clear down to the dooryar
gate, almost to the stage door, which tn
driver had opened. Walter felt that h
was doomed; but he had to get out.
"Don't for Gods sake expose me younl
woman p
81 will-get outw
"Oh - thought Walter, it's all over witt
me % and now he shakes hands with tn
clergyman, and he filings his arms aroun'
the aunt.
"Mary p exclaimed the mother" 'ou
Mary in the stage, as live So you cam
up with your cousin, eh9'
ayes, mother; and what do you thin
this impudent East Indian has been doing
He has kissed me at least hundred times
and that isn't all he tried to persuade m
to keep on in the stage and not get out a
all p
All no wonder he kissed you, he ha
not seen you for some years. How gla'
you must have been when you met. Blu
what is the matter with you, WalterP lie
the driver ston and leaya Your trunk a