The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1874-03-17
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Miss Hester Bittings' small servant, bear
ing in her arms very large tea-tray, laden
with good things. There was pitcher of
steaming coffee, plate of hot buttered
cakes, nice steak, with onions, and other
good things all done to the point of per-
fection. Poor Captain Tillers heart
warmed at the sight even in the midst of
his astonishment.
"You don't mean to say" he remarked
to the very small servant" you don't
mean to say that she--that Miss Hester
Bittings sent me these ERE fixin'sP"
Yes, sir, she did, SIR" responded the
diminutive handmaiden, eagerly. "She
said she Couldn't abide to see even dog
livin' in such a way and eating such
victuals."
The Captain wasn't offended. He felt
too much subdued for that now and, be-
sides, the sight of that supper tray would
have overcome any feeling of rising wrath
in his bosom. He was even sensible of
glow of gratitude, and, under the influence
of this emotion he took down from the
mantle-shelf stuffed green parrot, glued
to a sea-shell, and thrust it into the hands
of the small maiden.
"There, my little gall" he said, 'theres
something for your trouble and say to
your misses, Pm highly obleeged for her
Kindness -
He emptied the contents Of the plates
and dishes into crockery of his own, and,
without thinking of washing the former,
sent them back to their owner, together
with the small model of a fishing smack,
wrought by himself in his hours of leisure
while on shore. Miss Hester laughed when
she beheld these things.
"Poor man." she said, che hasn't got a
bad heart, after all and it would be pity
to let him starve."
So next day, she sent him dantily cook
ed dinner.
Miss Hester" said Captain Tiller that
afternoon, rather shyly addressing her as
she sat at her window sewing, wouldn't
you like to hev your feDce-palins fixed up
bit? l see they're broken through
"Why, it would be convenience to
have them palings mended," she admitted.
Whereupon Captain Seth went to work,
and with hammer and nails, manfully re-
paired the fence.
"Jest call on me whenever you're in
need of sich jobs" he remarked amiably,
when it was completed
And I'll do your cooking for you while
you're ashore, Captain, responded the graf
ified Miss Bttings.
A sudden light flashed upon the mind of
Captain Seth. Why had he never before
thought of this?
"Miss Hester" he said, "you don't
mean to say that you'll forgive Pickle for
worrying your Pink"
"Why, he is worriting dog" the lady
replied, obviously.
"Ill send him away :" said the Captain,
magnanimously.
"La what an idea Captain Oh, no !!
let the critters alone. 1 dare say they'll
be friends after awhile. It's all our du-
ties to be friendly to one another, you
know"
"To be sure: - acquiesced the Captain,
heartily. Wherefore, it folers that you
and me ought to be friends, as we'll as
Pickle and Pink"
"Im sure I've no wish to be otherwise
with any budy," said Miss Hester, looking
down at her knitting.
"Then," said the Captain slowly and
somewhat diffidently, "maybe you would
not object to"
"To what, Captain ?"
"To enter into kinder partnership, you
see-you and mo tOgether-to be help to
one another?"
"Pm willin' to do what help can for
you and my other fellow creeters, hope
and believe" responded Miss Bittings,
piously. "It's my duty, when see for
lorn body in need of help, to do what can
to make 'em comfortable"
! After this, very few words were neces-
sary and an hour subsequent, Captain
Seth Tiller was seen with beaming coun-
tenance entering the gate of Parson Dem
pester's yard. And on the following day
the twain-that is, Captain Seth Tiller
and Miss Hester Bittings were made one.
That evening, as he sat at luxurious
supper with his wife, to the great admira-
tion of the small handmaiden, and the ap-
parent bewildelment of Pickle and Pink,
the following note was left for him
Captain Tiller, I've been considerin' of
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