The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1874-12-15
THE BOWERTON MYSTERY.
1T was quiet place with few strangers
Il arriving within its borders.

1T was a quiet place with few strangers
Il arriving within its borders.
When, therefore, the mail-coach one day
brought to Bowerton, an old lady and a
young one, who appeared to be mother and
daughter, excitement ran high.
The proprietor of the Bowerton House,
who was his clerk, hostler, and table-wait-
er, was for day or two the most popular
man in town.
The old lady was quite feeble, he said,
aud the daughter was very affectionate and
very handsome. He didn't know where
they were going, but they registered them
selves from Boston. Name was Wyett--
young lady's name was Helen. He hoped
they wouldn't leave Tor long time-trav-
elers were not any too plenty at BOwerton,
and landlords found it hard work to scratch
along. Talked about locating at Bowerton
if they could find suitable cottage.
The Wyetts finally found a suitable cot
tage, and soon afterward they began to re-
ceive heavy packages and boxes from the
nearest railway station.
Then it was that the responsible gossips
of Bowerton were worked nearly to death,
but each one was sustained by fine pro-
fessional pride which enabled them to pass
creditably through that most exciting
period.
For years they had skilfully pried into
each others private affairs, but then they
had some starting-place, some clue; now,
alas there was not in all Bowerton sin
gle person who had emigrated from Boston
where the Wyetts had lived. Worse still,
there was not single Bowertonian who
had Boston correspondent.
But Bowerton was not to be banked
in its strivings after accurate intelligence.
From Squire Brown, who leased Mrs.
WyetJ cottage, it was learned that Mrs.
Wyett had made payment by check on an
excellent Boston bank. The poor but re-
spectacle female who washed the floors of
the cottage informed the public that the
whole first floor was to be catpeted with
Brussels. The postmaster'B clerk ascer-
tanned and stated that Mrs. Wyett received
two religious papers per week, whereas no
one else in Bowerton took more than one.
The grocer said that Mrs. Wyett was, by
jingo, the sort of person he liked to trade
with-wouldu't have anything that wasn't
the very best. The man who helped to do
the unpacking was willing to take oath
that among the books were full set Of
Barnes Notes, and two sets of commen-
taries, while Mrs. Battle, who lived in the
house next to the cottage and who was
suddenly, on hearing the clashing of crock
cry next door, moved. to neighborly kind
ness to the extent of carrying in nice hot
pie to the newcomers, declared that as she
hoped to be saved there wasn't bit of
crockery in that house which wasn't pure
china.
Bowerton asked no more. Brussels car
pets religious tendencies, bank account,
the ability to live on the best that the mar
ket afforded, and to eat 1t from china, and
china only-why, either one of these quail
ihcations was a voucher Of respectability,
and any two Of them constituted a patent
aristocracy of the Bowerton standard.
Bowerton opened its doors and heartily
welcomed Mrs. and Miss Wyett.
1t is grievous to relate, but the coming
Of these estimable people was the cause Of
considerable trouble in Bowerton.
Bowerton, like all other places, contained
lovers and some Of the young men were
not so blinded by the charms of their own
particular lady friends as to be oblivious to
the beauty Of Miss Wyett.
Finally Jack Whittier, who was of a first
family, and was store-clerk besides, pro
posed to Miss Wyett and was declined !;
then the young ladies of Bowerton thought
that perhaps Helen Wyctt had some sense
after all.
Then young Baggs, son of deceased