The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1877-12-11

hastily, as the sound OF closing door
reached her ear 81 will call her in
here and you shall see her. Shall / in
troduce youY"
"No-no," replied the major; sat
least not now"
Mrs. Van Dyke addressed few words
to her and then dismissed her.
twas ! not right Pvt the woman asked,
turning to the major when the young
girl had left the room.
She is perfection-simply perfection.
"Well," he continued, rising, " I'm de-
lighted, my dear lady, to have renewed
our most agreeable acquaintance, and
trust it may be long continued"
" shall expect that money to-mor-
row." observed the woman.
Ha-ha my dear madame" laugh
ed the major, greatly entertained how
chamingly you combine business with
pleasure. Yes-yes, my dear Mrs. Van
Dyke, you shall have the money to-
morrow without fail. And now, an
revot' ;"
And the major tripped down the steps,
kissing his hand to the grim woman
who watched his progress down the
street.
Dear mel" exclaimed Mrs. Bentley,
when alone with her daughter on the
afternoon of the majors arrival, what
perfect young gentleman Mr. Heith is
and so handsome, too. And the ma
ior, what a charming creature lie is, so
polite and so full of life and spirits. Real
ly, don't know when I've seen any
one liked better, and - my dear, l
don't believe you hear word l am
saying!"
The loquacious mamma paused, and
Edith, aroused from her reverie, looked
up with smile, saying:
' was thinking, mamma, and did
not notice what you were saying. For
give me-"
Well-well, my dear, l think 1 can
guess the subject of your thoughts; it
was that handsome young Mr.. Heith."
You are mistaken, mamma, +" inter
rupted Edith, quietly. Mr.. Heith was
very far from my thoughts. And now,"
she added, anxious to change the sub
ject, {" L think will go to the park for
promenade"
Order the carriage, Edith, i" said Mrs.
Bentley, and will go with you"
6 1 would rather walk, mammal re-
Joined the young lady; "but if you wish
to go | will order the carriage for you"
What pleasure can there be in walk
ing over those dusty roads can't see!'
exclaimed Mrs. Bentley, especially
when you can have the carriage Just as
well as not. But do as you please,
and if conclude to go I'll order the
carriage myself"
The young lady left the room and pro-
ceeded to her own apartment where she
arrayed herself for promenade. Per-
haps one of Miss Edith's reasons for
desiring to walk was that she thought it
very probable that she might meet the
handsome young author, Walter Ell
more.
1t was four o'clock when Edith left her
fathers house and hastened down the
avenue. Though the month was No
vember the weather was very mild, and
the street was crowded with prom
enaders. Edith had scarcely entered
the park when she met Walter Elmore.
Both young hearts bounded as eye met
eye and hand clasped hand. 1t was the
old-old story, confessed by each beat of
the heart, each glance of the eye, each
pressure of the hand.
How lovely she looks,'' thought the
young man, " dare hope that she will
ever be mine 2"
He had reflected much on this subject
since his conversation with Henry Oak
ley and his interview with Mrs. Clayton,
and had determined to ask her he loved
SO dearly to be his wife. Yet if that
word should be no, how dark would life
seem to him In spite of all his efforts
to be agreeable the young author was
unusually silent and tactiturn that after
noon. Edith noticed it.
What is the matter with you, Mr..
ElmoreY" she asked, " something
weighs upon your mind can see Won't
you unburthen yourself to me Sit
down here, and let me act as your con-
fessor," and she sank into rustic
bench. He seated himself by her side.
Why not tell her all now ?
Miss Bentley-Edith, - he said, CT