The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1874-03-31

hind him and poor Harry found himself
after spending handsome allowance and
something more, left to begin life on his
own account, with degree, good many
bills, and few hundreds, quite insufficient
to pay them. However, he was not the
sort of man to look upon the dark side of
things and no heir, long expectant, and
just stepping into his thousands per annum,
carried away from the university a lighter
heart and a merrier face than Harry Boil
ton. He got ordained in due course and
though not exactly the material out of
which one would prefer to cut country
curate, still he threw off with his sporting
coats and many colored waistcoats, most of
the habits thereto belonging, and less suit
ed to his profession. To live upon Gu
rates stipend he found more difficult and
being fair scholar, and having plenty of
friends and connections, he announced his
intention of driving" as he called it,
pair of pupils, whom he might train up in
so much Latin and Greek, and other ele-
ments of general knowledge Gncluding,
as they might require for their matricula-
tions. The desired youths were soon
found and Harry entered upon his new
employment with considerable ardor, and
very honest intention of doing his best.
How the Latin and Greek prospered is
point in some degree obscure to present
historians; but all the pupils were unani-
nous in declaring the wine to be unexcep-
tionable, and their preceptor's dogs and
shooting first rate; in fact he sustained
with them, as with the public generally,
the reputation of being one of the heartiest
and best fellows in the world From the
poorest among his parishioners, to whom
he was charitable above his means, but
who felt almost more than his gifts the
manner of his giving, to the squire ten
miles off, who met his pleasant smile once
a year at dinner party, all spoke well of
Harry Bolton. Nowonder his pupils looked
upon him as the very paragon of tutors, and
found their path of learning strewed with
unexpected flowers. How many scholars
he made is still unknown; but he made
many friends. With the uncalculating graf
itude of youth, all remembered the pleas
ant companion when they might have for
gotten the hard-working instructor; and
frequent were the tokens of such remem-
brance, varying with the tastes of the
senders which reached the little parsonage
by the Oxford coach, from those who sue
cessfully assumed the t0ga Uirili8, and be-
came University men. Collars of Drawn
and cases of claret where indeed but per-
ishable memorials but there came also
whips extravagantly mounted, and tones
Of orthodox divinity in the soberest bind
ings, all bealing inscriptions more or less
classical, from his "qUondam alumni"
The first named delicacies were duly passed
on, with Harry's compliments, to grace
more fittingly the tables of some of his
hospitable entertainers and, in an equally
unselfsh spirit, he seldom sat down alone to
any of his literary dainties, but kept them
in honorable state on his most conspicuous
bookshelf, for the use and behoof of any
friend who might wish to enjoy them.
But here am anticipating. For some
time the puzzling went on pretty smoothly.
Two or three couple of youths were fairly
launched upon the university, and nothing
particularly untoward had occurred to
rufIle the curate's good-humor or injure
his reputation. There had been no attempt
at elopement with the cook or house-maid
Bottoms precaution had secured ugly
ones); no poaching on Sir Thomas favorite
preserve, though close at hand, and sports
men of eighteen are not over nice in their
distinctions tall Irishman had been with
him, summer vacations and all, for nearly
two years, and had not made love to either
Of the squirrels undeniably pretty daugh-
ters. In short, the pupils were less of a
bore than Harry had supposed it possible,
and in some cases, very agreeable com
panions to enlivcn the occasional dullness
of a country parish.
But somehow or other, in one chief point
which he had aimed at, he found himself
disappointed. In counting so many adj
ditional hundreds to his scanty income,
Harry Bolton had fancied he was going to
make himself rich man. He was not
ayaricious, or even selfsh-far from it ; but
he wanted to be independent; there were
visions, perhaps, fitting indistinctly before
him, Of time when he might tire of a
solitary home, and resign in some fair and
gentle hand the reins of the liberty he was
SO fond of boasting as bachelor. He did
not grudge his time or labor; he had cast