The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1872-04-09


tunity. But she soon passed ont of mind,
and her name was never mentioned, save
that occasionally, Miss Trafton, Miss Candy,
OR some of that clique, would make sarcas-
tic illusions to her in the presence of Ar
lington, who received and parted them
with the greatest good-nature.
The time hung heavy on that gentleman's
hands after the lady had left. He formerly
had whiled away his leisure time in the law
library, hunting up authorities for some
case in hand, but now he had lost all relish
for the cali-bound volumes, and instead of
spending his evenings in ''Moot Court" or
''Parliament," as had been his wont, he
was given to solitary wanderings and mus
ings by moonlight in the sequestered walks
Of Campont. Term time, however, at last
closed, and with sigh of relief Arlington
packed up for a flying visit home, and then
hey, for Newport
With the arrival of warm weather the
fashionable world of Campont also took
fight, some for the mountains, some for
Saratoga, and some for the seaside. or
course the Traftons and the Canbys were
off with the rest
Although the shady avenues, the quiet,
rural aspect of Campont, would seem to rem
der it the place of all others for soiourn
during the hot months, yet fashion demand
ed the exodus, and SO Our Set generally
left their comfortable, cosy homes, and
subjected themselves to all the annoyances
and discomforts of a popular resort, leaving
Bridget and Patrick in the full enjoyment
of what they vainly sought
The Traftons and the Canbys were for
some time undecided where they should
pitch their tents. But the young ladies
having heard that Arlington intended to
visit Newport, they put their heads togeth-
er, and with little skillful management
turned the scales in favor of that place.
Miss Trafton, in particular, flattered her.
self, that with her formidable rival out of
the way, she could easily accomplish certain
designs she entertained against the peace,
liberty and happiness of the young gentle
man just mentioned. l..... .....
For nearly week Arlington had been at
the famous watering-place, and not glance
had he caught, not lisp had he heard of
of his lady-love Every fresh arrival was
eagerly watched, but all in vain
''She came not, ali, she came not
He soon began to look upon Newport as
an intolerable bore, and to wish himself
any where else, away from the frivolous
crowd.
One evening le was strolling with an
| acquaintance about the place, when, as he
was passing one Of the many private cot
tages that abound there, his attention was
arrested by the voice ofa lady singing. He
stopped abruptly and listened Fun, mel
low and bird-like, the notes swelled upon
the evening air.
That voice, could he be mistaken in it A.?
lie fingered with breathless interest until
the performance closed. Curiously enough
it was Mendelssohn's 81 would that my
love-" the very piece that he had selected
fol Miss Deblois at Mrs. Perdan' sreception.
"Who lives here ?'' asked Arlington,
eagerly, as the strain ceased.
''The Hon. Mr.. =, of Philadelphia, .
was the name given, q gentleman known
throughout the land for his eminent station
and immense wealth. cI.II
ellis establishment is considered the most
perfect in the place." added his friend.
"And, by the way, Arlington, the divinity
who presides over it, the one whose voice
has cast such spell upon you, is niece,
unsurpassingly lovely; a style of beauty
that would just suit your taste. She has,
besides, still more solid charms. being an
heiresss of fabulous wealth.
"What is the name of this paragon ?',
asked Arlington, in jesting manner, seek
ing to conceal his interest in the answer.
''Her name is Bentley, and she would be
decidedly the belle of the season, were she
not averse to accepting the rather equiyocal
honor"
"Bentley," said Arlington, with a touch
of disappointment in his tone strange that
have never met with hers
"Not at all, she lives quite retired. She
rides out occasionally with her uncle, avoid
ing as much as possible the fashionable
drives. Some will have itthat she isrigidly,
perhaps the better term would be frigidly,
exclusive;bu those who know her her best
aver that she is directly tho reverse, being
remalrably affablo and not In the least up !,
ish.'' oN ZAP Dafp