The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1877-03-13
THE TIMES, NEW BLooMF1ELD, PA, MARCH 10, 1877.
Every improperl" grOOncd Aunt

Eloise.
"Aunt, wish you'd hold your
tongue !" sputtered Maud, growing pret-
tier every moment in her bright indig-
nation. 81 do love him, papa, with
all my heart and soul ~
Aunt Eloise uttered hollow sigh and
Mr.. Bryant looked at his daughter with
a face that was half troubled and half
amused.
" My little lilly-flower, The said. gently,
" all this sounds to me like girls ro-
nance. Maud Bryant is scarcely fitted
to be the wife of a young man like
Charles May"
"But why not t,papa ?" pleaded Maud,
piteously. IL love him, and II think
he loves me-"
livery probably" said Mr. Bryant,
smiling. "But did il never occur to
you how very unsuitable a wife you
would make to a man who has his own
way to win in the worldp"
No, papa" said Maud, eagerly. II
can dust furniture, and l can make jelly
cake, and once / baked cranberry
TART
Most important qualifications, yet
not quite sufficient said her father,
with the utmost gravity. But just
consider, my dear here, ON one hand, is
q salary of two thousand year, or six,
we'll say. It's just possible that where
he has gone, they may pay him more;
ON the other hand Miss Bryant, with
her little white useless hands and her
luxurious ideas, and her diamonds, and
her silk dresses. Why, my child, l
don't suppose you know what calico
means"
Yes, indeed, papa" interrupted
Maud earnestly. " 1 had a pink French
calico once, with pink coral buttons
don't you remember?'
You poor man's wife ?" went on
her father, patting her little fevered
head. Maud, it would be like taking
one of the little japonicas out of the
conservatory, and planting it on a bleak
hill. What ideaihave you of the trials
and sacrifices of life, my little petted
childp"
"Papal' sobSed the young girl pas
sionately. "I am ready to endure any
ordeal-to make any sacrifice. What do
l care for dianaonds and dresses? Papa !"
she exclaimed, suddenly starting up
with an emphasis that made Aunt Eloise
drop her gold essence bottle, "you think
me mere butterfly that cares for dress
and jewels only. Now listen to me-
For one year from this time-for one
year mind-I pledge myself to wear no
silks or jewels. Will you believe in me
at the years's end s''
81 shall think you very extraor-
dinary young lady, Maud, but-excuse
me, darling-I have no very strong faith
in you persistence"
You will see, said Maud, shaking
her curls triumphantly. And oh 4,
papa-if-o
Maud" said Mr.. Bryant, with a
quiet decision. "I have already
answered you-my decree admits of no
appeal"
She would not cry any more, this
naughty little girl-she was too proud
to cry; but she rose up and went
away with compressed lips, and eyes
whose glitter was sadder far than tears.
Il won't be discouraged for all this, !"
she thought; 81 will show papa that
am something more than doll"
" Maud, you are not going to Mrs.
Heminway's in that dress -
Mrs. Harrington, superb in wine-col-
ored velvet, with garments blazing
round her plump throat, and at her
wrists, stood Mortified as Maud came
tripping down stairs.
"Why not, Aunt Eloise ? j think the
dress very neat
Mr.. Bryant looked up from his even
ing paper at the slender figure in white
floating muslin, with white roses hang
ing among the blue-black curls that
touched her shoulders.
6 L think so too" he said quietly.
"Stuff and nonsense.'' angrily ex-
claimed Aunt Eloise. :" Richard Bry-
ants daughter in white muslin with
paltry roses in her hair! You should
have worn pink satin and diamonds. y
shall wear no more silks and Jew
els, aunt" said the little lady very de-
cidedly.
Now Richard - said Mrs. Harring-
ton, turning to her brother, "are you
going to allow this ? She will set half
New York talking