The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1872-06-11

"Again " cried he, looking a little blank.
where's the Widows mite mighty
small isn't it?'' attempting the facetious.
"Well, no; it's very good of her. She
was just going to send it away. It's a ten
dollar bill, Captain
Thunder You don't mean itP Let's
see it? 1t isn't counterfeit, is it 4? Did it
give her the cramp? How did she weather
it? She must be on her beams end Dear,
dear, and agreed to double it Well, I've
doubled the capes, and a good many other
dangerous points, but bless me if this isn't
double trouble. There's doubloon, at all
events, and COLDS up, you know. But I'm
the last man to abandon promise"
Very good trophies to begin with were
the ten dollar bill and the doubloon. The
story of how they were obtained raised a
laugh in many farm kitchen, and a hearty
laugh opens the heart and the purse by one
impulse. She painted Mr.. Hasent's diff
culties SO graphically. She related her ex-
perience so humorously, that few could say
to her nay. Itwould have been like going
to an entertainment and then refusing to
pay the price of admission. Besides, none
could resist Miss Poore; and who would be
outdone by Mrs. Adams and Captain Jack
son? No one cared to compete with these
worthless; and then, wasn't Squire Suffolk
to double the whole amount, after all was
said and done? r4.gt
That was a pill which every one was anx-
ious to administer to him, and they did
their prettiest in the way of compounding
it. The more nauseous the better swallow
it he must, if it made him black in the face
and strangled him into the bargain.
Into every house in the place went Miss
Poore and her subscription paper. Where
money was scarce she accepted produce,
and borrowing team, drove into town, and
drove her bargains as shrewdly as Rey-
nard himself, only more honestly. Barn
yard fowls, and game that the neighbors'
boys had brought down for the benefit of
the parson and the discontinue of the
Squire butter and eggs, lambs wool and
sheep skins bags of grain, and fruit and
vegetables--all was grist that came to her
mill. ~ aglEa'p JfHa f
One morning, going into town, she met
the Squire himself, in his smart gig, behind
a tall lchestnut-colored horse, foe the Squirrels
one extravaganza was horse flesh, said the
gossips again. He refined in, however when
he recognized her, and asked if she had
taken to farming ;said he wanted to let his
farm on halves--would she undertake it 2
and he threatened to waslay and rob- her
when she returned home with the funds In
hand. f.u.,t dt5.T gr4Gi t-tscoY s.Pr
"You've some fine lambs wool there
said he, alighting to examine it. 30 Card 8
Spinner have engaged hundred weight OF
me at premium. Here, Ill drop them .
line, and you can take this up to- them, il
you like and say sent It as, an installment,
they pay you cash down. nt -rc 3qiJs,f.
"iBut do you know what the moneys
for?" hesitated Miss Poore She could not
make up her mind to this unfair advantage
even in the cause Of the church.
Certainly do. It's to ruin the Squire
and enrich the Parson. Shall have te
mortgage the farm, do you think in that
case, shan't ask You to take it at the halves.
"'"A persistent little brigand" laughed
the Squire, rolling along over the country
road, and enjoying the breezy morning the
odor of wild blossoms, the gushes Of birt
songs that palpitated on the air in an ehl
and flow Of harmony enjoying them as nc
mere miser could enjoy such tinsubstantia
pleasure.
q" It's your money OF your life with her
She wouldn't disgrace the old place either
SHE Wouldn't Blood will tell. She's go
the high and mighty ways Of the Jerrolds
and they bought their lands Of the IndiaI
sachenns. Nothing much older than this,
fancy, in this country-if they did par
with them to the devil, SO to speak. Heigh
ho l thought danger was over when fel
low reached the fifties, but do believe tina
like the measles and whooping cough it goe
harder with the adult. +"
And thus the Squire pursued his way
sometimes humming a strain Of that oil
tune
Lovely zltana list While play "l' ~
Brlgands abroad, Imust not stay .il sI.le
But thy bright eyes III brigand should see,
Thou art the bandit, captive IN he " F1i +
All through the summerdays Miss Poor
pursued her scheme, and into autumn, the
were pincA-pack. alf blL etsiss3sfF
1t seemed asif one and all qwere bent o
beggaring Squise Suffolk, for ON tho u iiri
day of November the amount had reache
three hundred dollars, and the subscriptio
list was closed, except to the Squire. ii