The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1874-11-06

81 dare say; but-what a lot o
blackberries you have here, to b
sure, Ursula"
"Forty quarts" said Ursula, de
Imurely. Aunt Darling always en-
Iioys them 80 much in winter"
Harry put hOney-sweet globul,
of fruit into his mouth.
"Blackberries are beautiful fruit
Ursula"
very" and Miss Percy SKINNED
diligently away at the bubbling
cauldron.
ESPECIALLY when you are doing
them up" added the young NJ. D.
with clumsy effort at compliment
Ursula did not answer. Harry
walked up to the range and tool
both her hands in his.
"Harry don't; the berries viii
burn"
"Let 'em burn, then; who caresP
"But what do you want?" she
asked, struggling impotontly to es.
cape, and laughing in spite Of the
grave look she fain would have as.
sumed.
"To see your eyes, Ursula"
She lifted the hazel orbs to his
face, then withdrew with sudden
shyness.
the big iron spoon, and stirred the
boiling depths vigorously.
"Its all your imagination, Ursula. ="
mo, it's not; and if they are the
least bit scorched they will be spoil
ed for Aunt Darling"
"But, Ursula"
The croaking Of an opening door
beyond suddenly dissolved the tete-
a-tete. Ursula almost pushed Harry
Clifford cut of the kitchen.
you'll be out on the piazza to-
night when they have gone to the
concert? " he presisted, asking
through the crack of the door.
ayes, yes, anything-eyerything
only CO."
And Harry went, beginning to re-
alize that love-mahing and preserv-
ing do not assimilate.
"Your pearl brooch, my dear? o,
1 remember now! l gave it to Harry
more than a week ago to have it
mended; l dare say it is done by
this time" And DR.. Darling turned
expectantly to our hero.
"I-Pm very sorry" began Harry,
"but the brooch disappeared in the
most unaccountable manner from
my vest pocket. l know 1 put it
there"
"Yes," dryly interrupted the elder
gentleman, 81 remember seeing you
put it there, and you assured me at
the time that you never lost anything.
So the brooch is gone, eh?"
eyes, sir, it is gone. But Mrs.
Darling may rest assured" Harry
added, with a glance toward that la
dy, chat I will replace it at the
earliest opportunity"
30, it is Of no consequence at all i"
said Mrs. Darling, with a counte-
nance that said plainly, 1t is of the
very greatest consequence; ''perhaps
we shall find it somewhere in the
house"
But the days slipped by, one 10y
one, and the doom of the pearl
brooch remained involved in the
deepest mystery. Harry Clifford
bought another one and presented it
to Mrs. Darling with q little comph-
mentary speech. Mrs. Darling
laughed and pinned it into the folds
of the thread-lace barb she wore at
her throat.
"But it is so strange what can
have become of the other!" said
Mrs. Darling.
Itwas in the month of September
that the old doctor and Mrs. Darling
made up their minds to invite Miss
Bradbury to tea.
1--WE will have pound cake and
preserved blackberries," said Mrs
Darling, who always looked at the
material side Of things.
"Andif Harry don't come to terms
now, he never will" added her hus
band, who didn't.
Get out the best china, and the
chased silver service, Ursula" sale
Mrs. Daring.
"And wear your pink French cali
CO, child; it's the most becoming
dress you have" said her uncle, witt
loving glance at the bright little
brunette.
And Ursula Percy obeyed botl
their mandates.
MissBradbury csme-a handsome
snowy lady, withsa smooth society
manner that made Ursula feel her
selfvery countrifed and common in
deed.
delicious preserves these!" SAT-
Miss Bradbury.
"They are of Ursula's making,
said Mrs. Darling. And Harry Gilt
ford passed his plate for a secOn'
supply.
3T remember the day they wer
Ibrewed, or baked, or whatever it
you call it." said he, with an arc
Iglance at Ursula.
Suddenly old DR.. Darling gre
purple in the face, and began t
cough violently. Every one starte
up,
"He's swallowed the spoon!" erie
Miss Bradbury.
| "O! O! he's got the apoplexy!
screamed Mrs. Darling, hystericall,
"Uncle, dearest uncle!" pipe
Ipoor little Ursula, vaguely catchin
at a glass of water.
ButDr. Darling recovered withoU
any more disastrous symptoms.
1T isn't the spoon, and don
come of an apoplectic family" sal
he. "But upon my word, this
about the biggest blackberry eve
came perilously near swallowing
And he held out his wife's pea
brooch boiled up in the blackberrie
There was a momentary silenC
around the table, and then it ws
broken by Mrs. Darling-one
( those blessed old ladies who new
see an inch beyond their noses.
'BIy goodness gracious!" sal
: Mrs. Darling, chow could it ev'
: come into the preserved blackbe
, ries? I-don't-see"
? But l do,o said DR.. Darling, lool
| ing p.ovokingly knowing. Yes,
see a good many things that didn