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

own account consoled him that there was
still another cousin for him, and that to
exonerate him would make it out that
the reason had changed my name was
only on account of harmeless wager be-
tween us.
was soon at Sea-view, which was full of
guests, and found myself quite the lion of
the place, though, if the truth were told,
the captain was The real hero, for 1t was
my folly that ,jeopardized two lives
In the afternoon 1 found Ada alone in
an arbor at the bottom of the grounds
singing softly, and accompanying herself
upon the guitar. She left off as l entered,
and l took up the guitar, and sweeping
my hands across the strings, sang, "Il milo
tesoro." After completing it, Ada came
forward and laid her hand on my arm,
saying
"Mr. Westhall, you have acted very
bravely towards me, and shall always look
up to you as the defender of my life. Will
you answer me without reserve question
will ask ?"
"Yes?"
"You are are not Mr.. John Westhall,
Mrs. Winslow's nephew ?''
"No, am not. Forgive me, Miss Wins
low," said /, endavoring to take her hand.
81 suspected all along you were not but
your singing confirmed me in my opinion,
hot hax 6,
said she, with rising color. "Who are
you ?"
81 am your cousin Jacks bosom friend,
and came down here by his knowledge to
personate him, to see if any one of you
would know him. He is coming down
himself. am Philip Fermor, son of Sir
Philip Fermor. Will you forgive me ?"
said l., taking her hand. "What's in
name? o Ada, would have told you
before, but my love for you would not let
me. / cannot exist without you; say
dearest, that may hope some day you
will"
Her mantling bushes gave some conf
dence, and drawing her to my heart, !
poured out the full tale Of my love. Told
| her of Jack, all.
"But am not Jacks cousin" said she
81 am but friend of Julia's. We are not
related, though of the same name. am
not the heiress, Mr.. Fermor."
told her / loved her all the more. l
would write to my father, work hard in my
rofession--anything if she would be mine,
to wait. Her sparkling face gave consent,
and we parted--I to ask Mrs. Winslow,
and tell who was that had assumed the
name of her nephew.
/ told her all, only concealing the fact that
Jack was the instigator of the plot, for
was afraid it would harm him in her opion-
ion. When / told her who was, she
forgave me, for / found she knew my
father well they had been old friends years
ago. spoke of my love for Ada, and she
told me Ada was her own mistress, but
counselled me to inform my father before
taking further steps.
wrote to him, telling him my love was
beautiful but poor. Would he increase
my incomeP He replied, giving his free
consent to my marriage, if l choose to
make fool of myself; but if so, he would
feel it his duty to discontinue my allow
ance, Hth
/ sought Ada in despair, and said would
come for her in a year with fame and
money, when she said, with the sweetest
possible smile: oii
81, too, have deceived you, and have to
ask for forgiveness" o aI
"Granted thousand times ~ said /,
interrupting her, and gazing at her happy
face.
81 said l was not the heiress, Philip,
that you sought but am another quite
as RICH"
In three weeks we were married, and
before started for Switzerland with my
beautiful bride, sent Jack check to pay
his debts. @
GB A wag went to the station at one Of
the railroads, one evening, and, finding the
best car full, said in loud voice s
"Why, this car isn't going.'' avt
OF course this caused ageneral stampede
and the wag took the best seat. In the
: midst Of the indignation the wag was ask
ed: 8an uH s8
"Why did you say this car wasn't go
ing9p
"Well it wasn't then" said the wag
"but it is now" sa 81 a3"
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