The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1873-03-18

IL tnOugnJ you dlu not ike plcnlcs,
captain" said Julia, as the spiders got in
the 'lobsters, and picnics were very well
for gipseys?'
"That was before was initiated said
he.
After dinner, and and the captain had
smoked for half an hour, he proposed ad-
journing to the drawing-room.
Seated at the piano was Ada, idly play
ing with the keys. pressed her to sing,
and she instantly complied, singing, with
beautiful rich contralto and perfect into ma
tion, al segreto." The style in which it
was sung showed me she was passionately
fond of music and perfect musician,
which only made me the more enamored
with her. had stood with rapt attention,
and was reused by my aunt saying:
&C. should have thought you did not care
for music, John-your father told me you
had voice like bear"
"Like bear, aunty?" said Ada.-
"Why, was only thinking Mr.. Wethall
had quite singing face and voice, and was
agoing to ask him to join me in duet"
/ turned the subject as well as could
chad no voice to speak of; y whereas, the
truth was, had a tenor voice of no mean
quality, and began to wish Jack at Halifax.
The eventful morning of the picnic turn
ed out bright and fine, not a cloud upon
the sky, and, tempted by the prospect
turned out for an early walk and smoke.
While strolling along, could not help
considering my position. That was fall
ing in love there could be no doubt-an-
other day, and I am done. Should 1 go
back? Perish the thought /! Make love
for Jack could not.
"Well, l shall not break Jacks heart"
thought /, "and am sure Ada views me
favorably but could win her love under
false pretences ?''
determined to trust to the chapter of
accidents feeling convinced I should soon
be bowled over, and then-the deluge
My charming Ada looked bewitchingly
at breakfast, and completed the conquest
of last night. The meal passed off merrily,
and we we're all in excellent spirits for the
journey. There was Miss Todbright, the
clergyman's daughter, a mild young lady
in green Miss Poole, tall young lady in
blue, that reminded one irresistibly of a
giraffe, flirting desperately with the poor
captain young lady in pink, another young
lady in pink, and a sprinkling of elderly
ladies to "play propriety y Captain Pen
wall, Mr.. Darwin, of the Guards, bony
young fellow with red mustaches, who ev-
identity thought himself the "best old
port, though set him down as very
ordinary claret. soon discovered he was
paying desperate court to Ada, who, was
delighted to see, treated him very coolly.
The scenery on our ride was most impress
sive, being of bold rugged character now
road running along the edge of some
cliff, now across small stone bridge over
yawning chasm, until at last we arrived
at our destination, or rather in sight of it,,
for we had a scramble down the cliffs, of
three hundred feet or so, until we got 10
the sea beach. There we slowly rambhd
around until we came to the entrance OF
the famous cave, said in ancient times to
have been the abode of tremendous giant,
who thought nothing of throwing noun
tains at one, and had psnchant for young
ladies for dinner. The cave was approach
able from the beach only at low water, and
at high water the mouth of it was covered
with the sea, which rolled and thundered
up the cavern with the greatest fury. We
had no apprehension on that score, how.
ever, as long as we did notRtop too long in
the cavern. We were soon bravely PEN
etrating its depths. From the entrance il
Immediately began to rise upwards, and
the roof to get lower. The bottom was
covered with loose round boulders, and the
sides sparkled and beamed with many col
ored lights, the reflection from our flame
beaux making'a magnificent tableau. W.
soon came to kind of chamber, from
which branched off in several directions
smaller caves of equal beauty of appear
ance, and here we determined to lunch
Provisions were got out, the champaign
made its appearance, and we all as merr!
as young ladies and young gentlemen o
the nineteeth century can be. voted fo
ramble down one of the smaller caves
and soon found myself alone peside beau
tiful Ada. ea
We rambled a long way down the cavern
until we were surprised TO find it led dow
to the sea-though ought to say l wa
not in the least surprised. If we had com
suddenly TO st. Paul's Cathedral coul