The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1877-05-01

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AT Dorsey's the door was aiar, but
George was about ringing the bell
when a sound of voices within arrested
him.
1t was Belle herself, vociferously
scolding little sister, and George heard
the sound of a smart slap, followed by a
child's sobbing, and the words, in Bellies
own tone
"There, you meddlesome little pest,
take that! I'll teach you to let my
things alone, if l break your miserable
little neck for it ~
George did not ring, but beat retreat
even quicker that he had from Miss
Changers, saying to himself
"Cupid save us A scold is worse
than a sloven should take to drink
if had to live with her Ibelieve I'll
try Miss Baldwin next"
Just as he reached Miss Baldwin's
door, her little seven year old brother
came bounding out ready for school and
George asked him if his sister Josie was
in.
II suppose you're Josie's young man,
amt you ?' said the boy. Lord, yes
she's in. She's in bed, and will be these
five hours. Josie never gets up till din
ner time. Mother scolds her for layin'
abed to read them French books o.
hers, but it won't do no good. Maybe
though if tell her you are here, she'll
get up. Shall ~"
"No, I'll call again. You needn't say
was here, and there's shilling to buy
some sweet cakes WITH
And as George walked away he burst
into laugh, saying:
Bless me, but this gets interesting.
Three angels tumbled to clay in one
morning, and it is not half gone either.
Farewell, Miss Lulu. Goodbye, Miss
Belle. Pleasant dreams, Miss JOSIE
Now, I'll make one more call ON Nettie
Hayes, and if she turns out fright or a
fury, or lounger, I'll go home and be
an old bachelor to the end of my days.
So hear me, oh we gods and fishes
Cuped Hymen into the bargain
With which ferocious oath George
bent his steps to the Hayes dwelling and
rang the bell.
He rang twice, but no answer came,
and then he knocked, still without sue
cess.
" Nobody at home,'' was his verdict
at last, when he turned to go, the notes
of song floated to his ear.
He paused to listen.
1t was the voice of Nettie Hayes, for
he had heard her sing the same song
often, and it seemed to come from the
back part of the house.
I'm determined to see her. quoth
George.
With valiant ardor he followed the
sound, till it led him to a long latticed
porch behind the house. He mounted
the steps and beheld Nettie Hayes in a
calico dress, and white apron, her pret-
ty hair falling in simple, close knot,
her sleeves pinned back from her pretty
round arms, her soft hands flying busily
and her sweet voice singing merrily,
over huge ironing table, with well
filled clothes basket beside her.
"Good morning, Miss Nettie," said
George close beside her, with his hat
lifted.
Nettie started and nearly dropped her
iron.
"Why, Mr.. Herbert, did you drop
from the clouds ?" she asked, blushing
and smiling in pretty confusion.
"No, came the legitimate way, by
the front door, but neither ring nor
knock could rouse you, so took the
liberty of coming round"
"I could not hear the bell, !" said Net
tie, and you might have knocked half
day without one hearing it. Our girl
is sick, and ma and have the work to
do for q day or so till she gets better, SO
Pm helping with the ironing to-day you
see. Come in the house Mr.. Herbert,
and III make myself as entertaining as
/ can.''
"You could not be more so than you
are!" cried George, ardently. "But do
not tempt me to come in, for 1 would be
sure to interrupt your work too long
/ came so very early, just to ask if you
would like to attend PATHS last concert
to-night2 There is a very attractive
programme, and should like to enjoy
it with you. Will you go 20
With great pleasure" replied Net
tic. 81 was wishing this morning to
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