The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1874-10-27

Wnlcn ne repned,- She " Looked ike an
angel under any circumstances" This
remark eliciting giggle from Miss Medera
accompanied by an ooh, la amt you.
ashamed; !; the ether ladies whispered
among themselves, elbow silly p
After some time was spent in getting up
various games,, which, somehow did not ap-
pear "togo," there was-a, universal desire
expressed fop dinner. A. general move
ment was.nOw made towards the baskets,
and various edibles produced thereffom,
which being set upon the table in as taste
full manner as couldtbe arrived at under
the circumstances, the party took their
seats and proceeded to, dispatch the pies
and cakes in great good-humor. During
this the Miss McNutts made various whis-
pered remarks to the effect that "some-
body's cake was make. of brown sugar,
which was perfectly awful" and that
" somebody had sweetened their pumpkin
pies with molasses, which was miserable y
but it was nevertheless observable, that
both Of these young ladies', Miss Medera
especially, disposed of incredible quantities
Of either. The dinner being over, it was
proposed by the lack-bearded mischievcus
gentleman, Mr.. Wagstaff, that Mr. Chubbs,
should make speech, which he at first
mOdestly declined doing, bat being pressed
thereto by the company, at length arose
and proceeded to say in an agitated man
ner, "Ladies and gentlemen, being here
assembled upon this suspicious occasion,
hem auspicous occasion l would say
being here assembled" At this point
faint litter from Miss Medera reached the
ear of Mr.. Chubbs he stopped his rosy
face grew redder, and he in vain attempted
to proceed. Hear, hear" encouragingly
called out the mischievous gentleman.--
Being here assembled" repeated Mr..
Chubbs, glaring wildly around, and open
ing his month without word proceeding
from it. Miss Mederas litter now became
an audible laugh, in which the rest could
not refrain from joining and Mr. Chubhs
dropped into his seat looking piteously
upon the company, while he wiped the
perspiration from his forehead with large,
red bandanna.
The tables were now cleared away, and
general preparations made for enjoyment.
1t was observed, that, about this time, the
gentlemen mysteriously disappeared in the
direction of the hotel and upon their re-
turn, there was an unmistakable odor of
whiskey discernible in the air, in conse-
quenoe of which one indiscreet young lady
observed, that "she wished she had punch
to drink" but was Immediately hushed by
sundry punches of another kind from her
companions.
At length our mischieyous friend, Mr..
Wagstaff, proposed dancing. There was a
unanimous cry of "No music" But Mr..
Wagstaff was man of expediences, and
seizing upon tin pan, he called the Miss
Boggles to his assistance. With the aid of
their voice, and stick with which he ex-
ercised upon his irnpromptu instrument, this
indefatigable gentleman succeeded in per-
forming, very much to his own satisfaction
at least, " Yankee Doodle" and other
national airs, TO which the rest danced
cotillions and jigs with considerable spirit.
1t now became time to return, and vari-
GUS dubious glances were cast in the direc-
ton of the landing, the road to which was
by this time composed of miniature ponds
and mud-banks. Mr.. Cookery, in particu-
lar, looked ruefully upon his patent-leather
pumps, which, together with his fauciful
red-ribbed stockings, displayed not un-
comely foot to considerable advantage
Some Of the ladies had been prudent
enough to bring rubbers with them, and
these we're made to do double duty. Their
owners first wearing them down to the
boat, when they were sent back for the
use of those less fortunate. Mr.. Cookery
seemed to be the favored messenger for this
purpose, in consequence of which, as he
confdentially informed Miss Medera, his
"patent-leathers would never be good for
anything again."
Without meeting with further disasters,
our pic-nickers returned to their respective
homes. Everybody told everybody that
they had enjoyed themselves beyond every
thing. But unfortunate Mr.. Flutes, not
withstanding the protection of the hand
kerchief, had neuralgia for a week after
ward and the Miss Boggles were heard to
declare in the most emphatic manner, that
they would never, as long as they lived,
get up picnic again.
GB-- A while ago farmer in Virginia
lost his wife, and out Of love for her men,
ory called his estate "Glenmary.'' A
neiqhbor having met with the sama afl;c