Orangeburg times. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1872-1875, 1874-09-10

laughing in spite of the grave look, abe
fain would have assumed.
To see your eyes, Ursula"
"She lifted the soft hazel orbs to his
face, then Withdrew them with sudden
shyness. 5....
'sDo you know what answer I read
from those eyes, dearest ?" he whisper
ed, after moment or two of silence,
broken only by the kissing and simmer
ing of the boiling blackberries.
"No."
81 read yes l. 81.
so, Harry, I dare not. Unole and
aunt are 80 determined you shall marry
Miss Bradbury"
.'And I am 30 determined not to mar
ry her. Is man to be given away as
if he were house and lot, or bundle
of old clothes, / should like to know !?
Ursula"
8. Harry, they are burning /; L am sure
OF it. can smell them. o, do let 90
of my handsp
Harry Clifford deftly seized up the
big iron spoon, and stirred the boiling
depths vigorously.
It's all your imagination, Ursula" :"
No, it's not; and if they are the
least bit scorched they will be spoiled
Tor Aunt Darling"
"But, Ursula"
The breaking sound of an opening
door beyond suddenly dissolved tho
tete.a-tete. Ursula almost pushed Har-
ry Clifford out of the kitchen.
"Yon'n be on the piazza tonight
when they have gone to tho CONCERT ?"
he persisted, asking through the crack
in the dool.
"Yes, yes. anything everything !;
And Harry went, beginning to realize
that love-making and preserving do not
assimilate.
g Your pearl brooch, my dearP o, L
rem member now, gave it to Harry
more than o week ago to have mended.
1 dare say it is done by this time ?"
and DR.. Darling turned expectantly to
our hero.
"I-I'm very sorry" began Harry !;
!" but the brooch disappeared in the
most unaccountable manner from nv
vest pocket. I know I put it there"
YES" dryly interrupted the elder
gentleman, "I remember seeing You
put it there, and you assured mo at the
time that you never lost anything. So
the brooch is gone, ell? 2"
"Yes, sir, it is gone. But Mrs. Darl-
ing may rest assured" Harry added.
with glance towards that lady, "that
/ will replace it at the earliest oppor.
tunity."
so, it is of no consequences at all ,'
said Mrs. Darling, with n countenance
that said plainly, it is of the very great.
est consequences, "perhaps we shall
find it somewhere in the house." But
the days slipped by, one by one, and
the doom of the pearl brooch remained
involved in the deepest mystery. Harry
Clifford bought another and presented
it to Mrs. Darling with little compli-
mentary speech. Mrs. Darling laughed
and pinned it into the folds of the
thread lace barb she wore ut her throat
But it is 80 strange what can have
become of the other |" said Mrs. Darl-
ing.
Tt was in the month of September
that the old doctor and Mrs. Darling
made mp their minds to invite Miss
Bradbury to tes.
We will have pound cake and pre-
served blackberries," said Mrs. Darling.
who always looked at the material side
of things.
"And if Harry don't como to terms
now, he never will, added her husband,
who didn't.
"Get ont the best china, and the
chased silver tea service, Ursula" snid
Mrs. Darling.
.sAnd wear your pink French calico.
child: it's the most becoming dress Won
have" said her uncle. with a loving
glance at the bright little brunette.
And Ursula Percy obeyed both their
mandates.
"Miss Bradbury came-a handsome.
snowy lady, with n smooth "society''
manner that made Ursula feel herself
Very countrified aud common indeed.
!" Delicious preserves these |" said
Miss Bradbury.
"Thny aro of Ursula's making" said
Mrs. Darling. And Harry Clifford
passed his plate for second supply.
81 remember the day they were
brewed, or baked, or whatever it is you
call it," said he, with an aroh glance at
Ursula.
Suddenly old Mr.. Darling grew pur-
pie in tho face, and began to cough VIC.
lentlv. Every one started up.
"He's swallowed the spoon |" cried
Miss Bradbury.
60! o. he got the apoplexy |"
screamed Mrs. Darling, hysterioally.
"Uncle dearest uncle |" piped up
poor little Ursula, vaguely catching at
aglnss of water,
But DIR. Darling recovered without
any more disastrous symptoms.
1T isn't the spoon, and I don't come
OF mn apoplectic family" said he.
But, upon my word, this is about the