Connecticut western news., 1878-10-16

l ' you some. You come here every season do you not ?"
 "No; this is the first time in my life Good morning, Mrs. Bland, and thank for your offer"
 "Good-morning, sir but excuse m a moment. Would you kindly look a this bill of m1ne the office clerk has sen me? l am an idiot about accounts Here are some items which I have h. coubt are correct, with express charge on some trunks and things paid for b, the office, and the string of figures pug zles me. Then the handwriting is s bad. Would you, now, just make tn addition for me? Oh I ain't afraid o your looking at the bill. There are n, sherry cobblers on the account, and on, 1 does not trust muslin dresses to sea-sid, washerwomen. Mrs. Bland had hang ing from her neck delicate chain. anC among numerous rattling appendagel there was dainty gold pencil. Witt as pretty a adimpled white hand as I evel saw, she bent over and offered the pencil.
 The calculation was so simple that ran 1t oyer in my mind without the use of the pencil, and gave the total. II differed few cents, the advantage being in Mrs. Bland's favor.
 It is a triae in error, Mrs. Bland. but the people are honest. It should be $28.67, instead of $2S. 65."
 never could remember the figures pray set them down. It will give Mir. Bland so much pleasure to know that I have my bill exactly right. He is such strict man of business.
 Willingly" I replied, and wrote at the foot of the bill, "$2s.67. Kor- rect.''
 Thanks" said Mrs. Bland. "What wonderful head you have for figures. D
 She scrutinized the bill closely. And what queer way of making sevens p
 "Oh, in the bank I am in I do little else than add up figures for hours on a stretch. There is nothing queer about my sevens. I always cross my seyens. Then they do not look like ones. In a. great many banking houses in New York that IS the rule. Scientific calculators always use the crossed seven."
 An, indeed. If you want to see a ludlcrous 5 or 3, look at mine-sucb wormy, twisting things. Look" and Mrs. Bland drew the numerals.
 "They are quite ludicrous, indeed, l said. "There, make your 3 this way, and don't bring the tail of your 5 below the line, like French 5," and I made the figures.
 Thanks, for the lesson. I will de- tam you no longer. must go now and pay my bill-S28. 67, you say?"
 With bow I left Mrs. Bland, and, hurry1ng to the water-side, got my boat, and was oil after blue-fsh. I had bet ter luck than usual, and brought home that afternoon some fine blue-fsh and Weak-fish. I had the best fish cooked for supper, portion of which I sent to Mrs. Bland, who seemed to partake of it With relish. was not idiot enough to think, though it was three years ago. that the lady was especially pleased with me for the attention, but in the evening, a fine moonlit one, Mrs. Bland fingered on the veranda. I was smoking cigar. seated at the bottom of the steps, within speaking distance of her.
 
 "You very kindly offered me the use Of Mr. Bland's tackle. Now, you have not congratulated me on my luck, " l said.
 "I do, 1 do, said Mrs. Bland quickly, with certain amount of responsiveness. She rose from her chair and held out her hand, and it fairly trembled. Twas surprised. What possible sympathy could there exist between us? Idid not care even to have Q passing Irritation with her. How the deuce had my fish called for >so marked all expression on Mrs. Bland's part?
 "Five bIue-fsh, which would weigh thirty pounds, not counting the weak fish, and a dab or so" said, in the most commonplace way.
 "Yes, yes," said Mrs. Bland, appar- ently absorbed
 but have broken my squid, my best one, and I would really like to bor- TOW hook or so from you to make an- other. Could you really lend me some hooks until I send to New York %
 Willingly. Wait here a moment. " and Mrs. Bland rose and went down the hall to her room. Just then David. the colored waiter, came in with telegraphic message for Mrs. Bland. She returned at once, and took the message, read it under the hall lamp then she went to her room.
 "Dayid," I asked of the waiter. "I did not know that you could tele- graph to such an 0ut-of-the-way place as 1 this? ?"
 "It ain't often that it is done, sir. The telegraph station on the road is fourteen miles from here, but you can get messages sent by the coach-tho ] Mrs. Bland's messages comes on horse back, with man a-kiting"
 It was none of my business how Mrs Bland's messages came, though now ] remem bered that on her hotel bill there were quite number of charges for tele graphic messages. In moment more Mrs. Bland was down stairs, holding il her hand quite number of large hooks It was not my fault, but the lady hat taken up with the package small fly hook, which, as she opened the parcel punctured rosy first finger, so that drop of blood started. "I am so sorry. 1 1 said e may l not tie this handLnrohio