The Van Buren press., 1874-10-06
y. said Ursula, in mildly reproving ac

Ursula did not answer. Harry walked
up to the range and took both her hands
in his.
Harry, don't; the berries will burn
! LET 'em burn, then; who cares =
| but what do you wantY" she asked,
itsuuggiiug ~srnposcn,sy .toss s's~s~ps,. a"a
laughing in spite ofthe grave look she
| fain would have assumed.
| "To see your eyes, Ursula.
| "She lifted the soft hazel orbs to his
face. then withdrew them with sudden
shyness.
| DO YOU know what answer | read
| from those eyes, dearest . he whispered.
alter a moment or two Of silence, broken
only by the Kissing and simmerins Of the
boiling backberries.
| No.
81 read yes"
90, Harry, I dare not. Uncle and
aunt are SO determined you shall marry
Miss Bradbury. /"
And am so determined not to mar
ry her. Is a han to be given away rs it
he were house and lot, or bundle of
| old clothes, should like to know Z
| Ursula
harry, they are burning; l am sure
of it, can smell them. o, do let 90
Of my hands!
Harry Clifford def,ly seized up the lig
iron spoon, and stirred the boiling depths
| vigorously
"It's all your imagination, Ursula"
No, it's not and if they are the least
| bit scorched they will be spoiled for
Aunt Darling "
"But, Ursuh--'
The creakiug sound Of an opening
door beyond suddenly dissolved the tele
tetc. Ursula almost pushed Harry
Clifford out of the kitchen.
You'll be on the piazza to night
when they have gone to the concert lie
persisted, asking through the crack in
the door
Yes, yes, anything only
go!'
And Harry went, beginning to realize
that love making and preserving do not
assimllate ---
Your pearl brooch, my dear? o, |
remember now, gave it to Harry more
| than week ago to have mended. /
dare say it is done by this time y and
Dr. Darling turncd expectantly to our
| hero.
lin very sorry" began Harry;
- but the brooch disappeared in the most
unaccountable manner from my vest
pocket know put it there"
Yes, dryly interrupted the elder
gentleman, +" remember seeing you put
1t there, and YOU assured me at the time
that You never lost anything. 50 the
brooch is gone, eh F.?
Yes, sir, it is gone, But Mrs Darl
ing may rest assured, Harry added,
with glance towards that lady, that |
will replace it at the earliest opportunity
30. it is of no consequence at all
said Mrs. Darling, with IL countenance
that said plainly, it is Of the very great
est consequence, "perhaps we shall find
it somewhere in tho house. - But the
days slipped by, one by one. ana the
doom OF the pearl brooch remained in
VOWED in the deepest mystery. Harry
Clifford bought another and presented 1t
to Mrs Darling with a complimentary
speech. Mrs. Darling laughed and pin
neu III lHtO Tue lblVs VI tAC tHiSut
barb she wore at her throat.
But it is so strange what can have be
come of the other said Mrs Darling.
1t was in the month Of September that
the old doctor and Mrs Darling made
up their minds to invite Miss Bradbury
to tea.
I'VE will have pound cake and pre-
served backberries, said Mrs. Darling,
who always looked at the material side
OF things.
"Aud il Harry don't come to terms
now, he never will, " added Der husband,
who didn't.
Get out the best china. and the chased
silver tea service. Ursula, said Mrs
Darling
And wear your pink French calico.
child It's the most becoming dress YOU
have, said her uncle, with a loving
glance Mt the bright little brunette
And Ursua Percy obeyed both their
mandates.
Miss Bradbury came--a handsome,
SNOWY lady, with n smooth "society
manner that made Ursula feel herself
very cuuniriGed and common indeed.
Delicious preserves these )! said Miss
Bradbury,
"They are OF Ursnla's making" said
Mrs. Darling Aud Harry Clifford passed
his plate for second supply.
Il remember the day they were brew
ed, or baked, or whatever it is you call
it, said he, with an arch glance a. Ur
sula.
Suddenly old Mr.. Darling grew purple
in the face, and began to cough violently
Every one started up.
hes swallowed the spoon" cried
Miss Bradbury
20! o hegot the apoplexy' " scream
ed Mrs. Darling. hysterically.
Uncle dearest uncle !" piped up poor
little Ursula, vaguely catching at glass
of water.
But DR.. Darling recovered without any
more disastrous symptoms.
1t isn't the spoon, and ! don't come
of an apoplectic tomily, said he. " But,
upon my word, this is about the biggest
blackberry ever came perilously near
swallowing" And he held out his wife's
pearl brooch boiled up in the backoer
ries.
There was momentarv silence around
the table; and then it was broken by
t.t. nd nj