The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1873-02-04

out, am not going to marry poor man.
That is, if decide to take Mr.. Hart"
"Don't for worlds accept him unless
you love him r' urged Mrs. Charlton,
whose own happy marriage had been a
decided love match, and happy one.
But Georgiana, who had now taken
lowly seat before the fire, and was gazing
into the Goals, had very different ex-
perience. She, too, had loved with all her
soul, and the man she loved, after paying
her every attention all Summer, had sud
denly departed without word, Tilted her,
she bitterly told herself, ard now love
seemed like the cruelest of moe keries.-
The sting was not gone yet, and in her
reckless, defiant mood, she.had almost de-
termined to marry Mr.. Hart, and be world
| ly. These were the thoughts in her heart
as she sat before the fire liz rather a dreamy
attitude, her little hands lying listlessly on
her lap, and the unshed tears gathering in
her beautiful eyes,
There was the turning of key in the
front door. Mr.. Charlton had come
home.
go, there's john" said the little wife
hurriedly; "pray, George, don't say any
thing about that missing five dollars"
Mrs. Charlton shut down the desk-lid
and flew about for Johns dressing gown
and slippers, and thus for that evening
effectually diverted his mind from the
dangerous subject of accounts. George,
too, came brilliantly to the rescue, and
commenced her usual sparring and joking
with her good-natured brother-in-law.
go, blythe bye, Georgie' he said,
suddenly, "whom shall invite to sit OPP
posite you at the table tomorrow? We
ought to have some one here to eat New
Years dinner with us, and not leave
whole side of the table empty. Shall ask
Mr. Hart?''
"No, thank you," said George, ma
king stately bow; :" shall invite Baby
to be my pis-d-Uis, and fasten her up in her
little high chair to eat plum pudding"
elbow different it was last year." said
Said Laura, thoughtfully, "mamma was
here then, and Johns Uncle Gray with
his two little boys and Cousin Phil
The shutters were closed, the curtain
drawn, and as the New Years eve pass
ed softly away the Charltons did not know
how the snow clouds were filling all the
sky, and how fast and thick the fakes were
falling on the whitened roofs and streets.
Happy New Year Happy New Year !
The salutation went round next morning.
and even baby ecstatically shouted, "appy
moo eer p
"But, OH John, see how it SHOWS p
exclaimed Mrs. Charlton, as she lifted up
the curtain; sit is almost up to the horses
knees and ever so much deeper where it
has drifted. Come here baby, and see the
pretty white snow p
When they descended to the breakfast
room, there was Georgiana with scarlet
, shawl hugged tightly around her shoulders,
her face close to the window pane looking
out disconsolately at the falling, whirling,
dancing flakes.
"Now, do you suppose that postman is
such coward as to let a storm like this
keep him from his rounds this morning p"
was her first question as her sister en-
tered.
"Why, what's the matter now, Geor-
gie?" exclaimed Mrs. Charlton, laughing.
"One would think your whole fate de-
pended upon getting a letter this morn
ing"
perhaps it does" said Georgiana,
turning away from the window Uit 10 a
} curious study in life how often the great
things are determined by the little ones"
: The breakfast hours passed away event
less--Mr. Charlton mourned over the late
ness of his morning paper, and Mrs. Charl-
+ ton silently wondered whether the snow
would keep the market-man from sending
in his bill that day. If it could be post
poned till John gave her next quarters
allowance, then her mistake might be SC
T easily managed. Or if she could only find
q the lost memorandum. Meanwhile hel
sister, feeling low-spirited, and utterly al
u odds with life, tried, nevertheless to siy
her coffee with an air of pleasantly ant
! wear brave holiday smile.
9 Suddenly there was the grand excitemen
Of the postman's well-known ring.
, "Two hours late," said Mr.. Charlton
l. looking at his watch and then hasteninl
e to the door for little news from the out
d side world. Two letters, and the news
d paper too, for wonder. The postmal
'r said he had found the newsboy up TO hi
elbows in drift at the top of the hill, SO h