The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1873-08-12


she made beds upstairs with the fresh
morning air sweeping breezily through the
open windows, now sweeping the sitting
room, now kneading dough, now out in
the garden for vegetables, all this varied
work brings every muscle into play the
more healthy because not done deliberate
ly and with "malice afore-thought.'
"How do you feel to-day, Susan ?" in
quired Mrs. Whitaker anxiously.
"I really don't know, mother" replied
Susan laughingly. 81 haven't had time
to think"
And so Sue had grown plump and rosy,
had buoyant step, light and sparkle IN
her eyes, the radiance in looks and spirit
that comes from a sound mind in q sound
body.
One Monday, Sue was in the clothesyarl
trying to hang out the clothes. She was
short and the line high up, the wind blow
ing gale; 1t certainly was provoking
wind. 1t blew Sues sun bonnet off, and
her curly brown hair into all sorts of wild
tangles and tousels and, the table-cloth
she was trying to hang up kept Tapping
back all over her. She stood on tiptoe,
straining her arms up, and struggling in
vain with the refractory table-cloth.
"Let me help you, Susan" said plea
SAINT manly voice:
She extricated herself from the mazes
of the table cloth to find Charlie Good
man beside her. Charlie was working in
his south lot, which joined the Whitakers'
garden, and seeing his neighbours distress
had come to the rescue, like the kind
hearted fellow he was.
"Oh, thank you, Charlie" said Sue,
with perhaps more color in her checks
than the wind was solely responsible for.
1t was so vexatious to be caught looking
So And Sue hastened to roll down her
sleeves and conceal her bushes under her
sunbonnet, while Charlie hung up the
table cloth and let the line down within
her reach.
1t was as pleasant for woman TO be-
helped as for man to help. She felt quite
glow of gratitude to Charlie.
How nice it is to be tall lp she said.---
"Pm ever so much obliged to you"
"Not at all. Pm glad to do it. A Iif-
tie body like you ought always TO have a
tall mau around somewhere handy to help
her," said Charlie, looking admiringIy
down at the flushed face and tangled brown
curls under the sunbonnet. nf
Nonsense, Charlie |" laughed Sue,
slyly STOPPING to pick up clothespin.
Charlie went back to his work. won
dering he had never noticed before what
pretty girl Sue Whitaker was.
Somehow, Charlie found great deal TO
do in the south lot that fall.
The interest Charlie took in Mrs Whis-
aker's health was truly touching. He cali
ed so often to inquire for her, and listen
ed so politely to all her symptoms that
Mrs. Whitaker took great fancy to him.
and was always telling every one what n
remarkably nice young man Charlie Good
man was; on which occasions Sue gener-
ally discovered she had an errand in tho
kitchen, or anywhere out of the ROOM
In short, Charlie, not only loved his neigh
Dor as himself, but a great deal better.
AS for Sue, she came TO feel such an in
terest in Charles prosperity, that, rather
than have him waste SO much time, she
consented, in the spring, TO move perma-
nently over to the Goodman house. She
made as brisk and blooming a matron as
one often sees, and Z" they lived happy for
ever afterward;" as happy, at all events, as
is possible in world which sometimes has
sharp trials for even the most loving and
united hearts
Ifany one still asks what cured Susan
shall reply by quoting Miss Alcott -
Glove and labor, two beautiful old fash
ions that began long ago with the first pair
in Eden"