The Van Buren press., 1874-10-06
MISCELLANY.
Pearls and Blackberrles.

NO., said Dr. Darling. slowly" "no !;
can't believe the evidence of my own
senses And as he enunciated the words
with Impressive distinclness he locked
solemnly at Harry Clifford.
He might nave found worse looking
individual to fix his regards upon than
this young NJ D., who had taken his first
season in bones, mucles and human anat-
omy. with the therapeutics belonging
thereto, in the little office across tie hall
and was just preparing to hang up a
shingle OF his own; for Harry Clifford
WAS tall and shapely, with red. brown
hair and huge auburn mustache, and
merry eyes that laughed like springs OF
water in the sunshine.
Dr. Darling took OF his spectacles,
folded lhrm, and deliberately placed
them in their case, still without taking
his eyes from his ncophytc. Harry Clif
ford smiled; but he looked little EN-.
barrasset, notwithstanding.
- "She would have YOU in a minute. If
YOU were to propose, pursued DIR Dar-
ling, dropping great red'hot splashes of
sealing wax over a sheet of blotting pa.
per, and stamping them with his mono
gram seal in an aimless sort of way
Yes but / tell lou, sir, | don want
to propose, said Harry, staring at the
intcrtwined ID d S as if they were the
most interesting things in The world,
You don't want apretty gill for a
wife 2
Not that pretty girl in particular,
doctor.
Nor City thousand dollars = added
the doctor, pronouneing the three mo
mentous words in Il manner that made
them sound veryiweighiy indeed.
IL would not object to the fifty thou.
sand dollars in itself, sir; but, as mere
appendage to Miss Bradbury
Il believe tie boy is crazy" cjacula
ted DR.. Darling. "Well well, as the
Scotch proverb has it, "a wilfu man
maun haze his way, and | shall interfere
no farther. BY the way, Harry
"Yes, sir?'
You are going to the city this after
noonY
That is my present intention, sir. I"
stop at Depierres will you, and
leave Mrs Darliag's pearl brooch to be
mended / ought to have done it q week
arc, but man cant think ofeverything.'
+" Certainly. doctor" and Harry CIif
ford deposle the pearl brooch--sn old
fashioned ornament Of massive gold, set
with tiny seed pearls-in his waist.coat
pocket.
Rather n careless way to carry jew
elry. Young man, said DR. Darling, ele.
vating his eyebrows.
The morning sun WAS casting bright,
1ckerng threads or gold across the
kitchen floor; the morning glories and
Madeira vines, trained across the case
mcnt, stirred softly in the mild July air !;
and Ursula Percy, Miss DarIings orphan
niece, was bus, " doing up blackbcrries +"
Fresh as rose, with hazel eyes, soft
encd to intense blackuess at times by the
shadow of their long lashes, and smiling
scarlet lips, she stood there--her calico
dress concealed by the house.wilely apron
of white dimity that was tied round her
waist. and her black curls tucked re
morselessly back Of her ears--looking
demurely into the bublng depths of the
kettle. like beautiful parody
on one Of the witches in Macbeth :"
while on the whilely.scoured pine table
beyond a gliltering tin vessel was up
beaped with the beautiful je,.black fruit,
each separate berry flashing like the eye
of an oriental belle
Ursula"
The pretty young girl started, very
nearly dropping her skinner into the
Kettle.
"How you startled me. Harry. f"
Harry advanced into the kitchen, with
an admiring look at the bright face flush
ed with little blush and a good deal of
of stove heat
You are always at work. Ursula. v
II have got to work. Harry. to earn
nv own living. Ursula Percy answered,
with slight uplifting Of her exquisite
black brows {" am not an heiress like
Miss Bradbury.
"Confound Miss Bradbury" exclaim-
ed our hero II hear nothing but Miss
Bradbury the whole time. "
"She is very sweet young lady, Har'