The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1874-06-09

its ugly hat, SO s'ewill. There, does it see
its pap-pa there, so it does and knows
him too precious angel. See, Miss Went
worth, see how well the little darling knows
its father and it isn't four months old
yet" And Mrs. Vane danced the chubby,
red-faced little thing up and down in Mr..
Vane's face, and asked enthusiastically,
"Didn't Miss Wentworth think he was
just the image of his pap -
There were several of Harry's acquaint-
ances on board, by whom the affair was
thoroughly understood and it was not
long until the story passed from lip to lip,
and smiles and filters, and jokes at poor
Harry's expense, circulated in every di-
rection. Mr.. Vane excused himself as
speedily as possible from the society of the
ladies, and walked moodiIy below to the
stern Of the boat, and there stood contem-
plating the fast receding shores Of Man
haitian. "What the devil am / to do ?'
he soliloquized "to blow out at her like
the devil, as would like to, would only
raise a row and circulate the story and
can't get rid of her. for the boat won't put
back, / suppose, on my account. Cad If
the water wasn't so internal hot, I'd drown
myself. To bring that red-faced little imp
along too. 1t is pretty child enough
though; of course, it couldn't be anything
else and be my child and she looks deuced
pretty herself, too, to-day. She's vast
deal prettier than Madge Wentworth ever
was-the baggage. If / ever get safe out
of this scrape, catch me risking my reputa-
tion for another bold flirt like her,"
Meanwhile Miss Wentworth, who pos
sessed deal of womanly tact in her way,
had overcome, in measure, the embar-
rassment of her first meeting with Mrs.
Vane, and had entered very affably into
conversation with her. The baby, as if
determined to do its part, was as sweet
tempered as its mamma, and cooed and
laughed, and spatted its hands, to the in
finite delight of Miss Wentworth, who was,
or pretended to be, exceedingly fond of
pets. Mrs. Vane's amiability was perfect
ly irresistible, and when Mr.. Vane re-
turned, he found the two ladies on the best
possible terms. .uat
When the dinner-bell rang, Mrs. Vane
called to Bridget to take the baby, and
rising, exclaimed, "Mr. Vane give your
arm to Miss Wentworth" at the same time
appropriating the other to her own use,
"and we will hurry into dinner. This
stiff breeze gives one such an appetite" :"
At dinner Mrs. Vane's first attentions
were given to Miss Wentworth, and the
least failure upon the part OF Mr. Vane,
who, to tell the truth, was little absent
minded, to observe the wants of that young
lady, was reprimanded by Mrs. Vane.
"My dear, Miss Wentworth will take
some more turkey Harry dear, help Miss
Wentworth to some of these delicious peas.
Miss Wentworth, allow me to assist you
to some of this sauce, assure you it is de-
licious."
After dinner, the two ladies, with the
baby, retired to the ladies' cabin, and Harry
enjoyed an hours immunity from the So
ciety of either. He retired aft to enjoy
% his Havana. Let us hope that its frag-
rance served, in some measure to calm his
troubled mind.
1t was nearly dark when the boat arrived
at the foot of-street on her return.
Harry called carriage for the ladies, and
directed the driver to No.---street, his
own residence.
Harry, my dear, how can you be so
impolite2 We must see Miss Wentworth
home first by all means. She has been
complaining of fatigue for these past two
hours, and l must protest against her
being driven a mile or two out of her way
upon my account"
Harry was obliged to acquiesce, and
Mrs. Vane had the satisfaction of leaving
Miss Wentworth at her own door, and
bidding her most affectionate farewell,
with the hope that she had enjoyed the
day, and would experience no incon-
venience from the fatigue it had occsioned
her.
Ten minutes later, Harry Vane was
stretching his weary limbs upon sofa in
his own quiet parlor. Mrs. Vane hustled
about and prepared most delicious tea
for her loving lord. At first his vexation
betrayed him into few unamiable re-
marks but the real tenderness of Susie's
manner, as she handed him the smoking
cup of Bohea upon the lounge, and soothed
and petted away the headache which OPP
pressed him, silenced his irritiability, and
won him back to good-humor.
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