The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1874-06-23
THE UNFAITHFUL GUARDIAN.
CONTINUED.

NJ cdH III Do : Sdlu 4Nolliej eud-
w ding her eyes with her hand,
and looking down the avenue. "Why,
it's Robert Morris, l do believe" she
continued, as the rider appeared through
the trees
The boy caught sight of her eager face
and waved his cap in gay salute. Nellie
drew back little ashamed of her own
eagerness, bat there was a glow of girlish
happiness in her cheeks and eyes which
would not be restrained.
"You see l am come" exclaimed the
boy, riding up to the steps, and springing
off his horse. "Take care of him, John, I"
he said to the servant who approached, Il
rode very fast"
He hurried up the steps and grasped
Nellie's hands, and gave Mrs Dexter re-
spectfai greeting.
"Are you glad to see me, Nellie?" he
asked.
every glad, Robert, am always glad, :"
she replied, with her truthful simplicity.
GO did not expect you, though"
''Of course you didn't, 1 always come
when am not expected-I do everything
in that way-I like surprises"
"And You are very certain of giving us a
pleasant one when you come, Robert" I"
Mrs. Dexter said.
"Thank you, ma'am, am glad you like
me TO come, for am never quito happy
anywhere else"
"Did you see my guardian?" Nellie
asked.
"No, 1 called at his house, but he was
not in. have only been home a few
days"
awe thought you were still South" +"
said Mrs. Dexter d" we had not heard from
you"
"Oh, | wanted to astonish you Why,
Nellie, you are growing tail, do declare,
and your hair is longer than ever"
Nellie laughed and went into the house.
Robert seated himself by Mrs. Dexter'S
side, who smiled kindly down at him, for
he, in spite of his boyish spirits, was a
great favorite with the quiet, placid lady.
He had such frank, generous face, and
it lighted up so pleasantly when he spoke,
that Mrs. Dexter felt her heart yearn to-
ward him-poor, motherless youth, SO very
boyish, although he was fast growing into
a young man. But he had one of those
fortunate natures which are really fitted
for this hard world-good, sterling sense
shrewd, clever talent, which would make
him prominent man-not particle of
genius, and none of the over sensitiveness
whick goes with it-but kind heart over
flowing with generous impulses, which was
better than ALL
He was singular contrast to the youth
described in an earlier portion Of this story
night and morning could not have been
more Enlike. The one was a boy, finding
his happiness in the pursuits and pleasures
of his age-the other had no childhood, and
no spring of life-tortured by wild dreams
and mad hopes, of whose brightness his
poetic intuition taught him the falsity
Oh, they we're a contrast, but Robert Nor
ris though not genius, would make by no
means an ordinary on a commonplace
man, and the coarser mould in which his
nature had been cast, was much better
adapted to this earthly sphere in which We
dwell, hemmed in and fettered by bonds
which many never feel, than the delicate
organization of William Sears.
"Tea is ready" said Nellie, returning
to the verandah; "come out into the arbor
You shall both be my guests Here is
your shawl, Mrs. Dexter, j thought you
might need it."
"You are always thoughtful" said Mrs.
Dexter, smoothing down her fair ringlets ;
"you may not be fairy, but you are a
dear, good girl, and that's better thing p
Now, Robert, you shall sit by me on
the green root sofa, Mrs. Dexter shall have