Litchfield enquirer., 1878-04-18

 ened out of her wits.
 ''That means to ask Ehis pardon for your rudeness of yesterday. You must say you regret your rudeness very much, and will never do so again and now you have finished your breakfast, go right along, and be sure you speak prettify." 7''@sa.s '''.' .~.>e
 Bessie puton her bonnet and started towards the big house at the top of thehilL She wasa good deal frightened, for 'tapologizing," seem ed to her an awful thing to do, and the dea-' con much more formidable than the day be- fore. Nevertheless, her mother had told her to go, and she did not stop until she pulled the bell at the deacon's door. The old house. keeper appeared to answer to her ring and de manded what she wanted
 s'I want to see the deacon said Bessie; tim idly; .st. IeyeiRg Bessie, somewhat suspiciously. stss Never mind said Bessie, .sI'n go right I in; it is very particular" So the old lady opened the dining room door and she walked in. She had never been in such a big room before in all her life. and there, at one end of large table, with his breakfast be- fore him sat the deacon all alone.
 Good morning" said Bessie, standing tim idly in the doorway, with her bonnet in her hand '1 have come to see you. The deacon looked up greatly surprised, and
 
 fore, short queer laugh.
 Docs the Sunday school tell you to do this too ?" t.+ ..
 '.No," said Bessie, thinking how she should bring in ''her apologize" ''Well, come in, child, come in," he sad impatiently, land sit down."
 I Bessie came in, land taking one of the big chairs opposite the deacon, watched him fill plate with all sorts of good things. T. sSI10 vOu VOnr dinner well VOalr breakfast all alone?" she askeda at last. ''Havnt. you any little girls nor boys, not one?"
 Not one."
 L. "If had known that, she went on, look ing at him, wistfully T would have brought my breakfast in pail and eaten it with you"
 Suppose you try this," said the deacon, handing her the plate he had filed j. Bessie wasn't hungry, but she thought it j would be impolite to refuse, 80 she took it, and she and the deacon ate their breakfast to- I gether, he at the head of the table and she at 1 the foot" -'
 Il am very sorry you are all alone," began | Bessie after moments silence. "WOuldnt you like little girl like me-" = .. 1 And what good do little girls like you do?'' asked the deacon.
 ''Oh, none at all, said Bessie, ''only if you had one she could love you lots"
 ''So she could," said the deacon with some | ! all the talking until the old housekeeper came to the door and said the horse was waiting at theg gate. "Then what do you suppose the dea- con said ?' Nothing less than this; ':Well, Bessie, how would you like to take anotherrid home with me?"
 ''Oh, I'd like it lots" said Bessie, jumping up and clapping her hands. And this time you invite me, don't invite you"
 Certainly" said the deacon, invite you and out they went, and Bessie scrambled up once more into the old buggy.
 They had merry ride home, for the deacon's hat blew off, and he had to chase it along the road. Bessie laughed till the tears rolled down her ohscks, and even the deacon smiled when he was once more seated at her side.
 When they drove up to the door of the cot tage Mrs. Bly met them.
 She thanked the deacon for bringing Bessie home, and then turning to her little girl who had jumped down after giving the deacon kiss for thanks, asked if she had apologized prettily.
 'There, " said Bessie '1 thought had for | gotten something"
 You don't mean to say you forgot to tell him what you went there for!" cried her moth- CT, Why, Bessie, what could he have thought of of you" :.
 'Im sorry, mamma,' said Bessie, sorrow | fully, 'but never mind "I will go up again to- l
 | That Bessie did not do, but wonderful to re- lite, the deacon came to see her. In fact, she and the deacon became such friends that the nelghbors ceased to wonder atseeing cross old MT. Fox, driving about with one of the school children seated by his side Only Aunt Je- nina could not forget Bessies first ride, and would always shake her head when she saw | them together and say, well, we'll To think | 1t should all have turned out 80 beautifully" BLAINE's HISTORIC AssoCIATE.-Mr. James Mallgan in living quietly in Boston He does not object to talk about MT. Blaine at times l when the mood is on him. He does this very coolly, and without the least appearance of re- sentiment or malice. He says he has no disposi- sion to hurt Mir. Blain now. He never knew by whose information he was summoned to W Washington to testify against the ex-speaker He certainly did not want to go He told Mr. Blaine when he got there that he would for I felt a thousand dollars rather than 20 before the committee. The first trouble between them came from his refusal to go to Mr. Blaine's house immediately after he got to Washington. Blaine urged this very warmly. Mulllgan told him it would not be right, and would put him in an awkward position before the committee. Blaine then asked him if he had the letters, and he saidhe had, and should be compelled to produce them. When Mr. Blaine asked to see them, he gave them to him readily, supposing that it was his purpose to prepare questions that would aid in his own exculpation, and being very willing to aid him to that extent.
 It was Blaine's refusal to return them that flrst created antagonism between the two par ties. Mulligan says that was very bad lnis- take on Blaine's part; it estopped him from denying that there was objectionable matter in the letters. He thinks that the true inward ness of these railroad transactions has never been disclosed. So far from losing money, as Blaine claimed, he made an enormous amount Mir. Mulligan estimates him to be worth seven hundred thousand dollars unless I his property has shrunk a good deal lately Mr. Mulligan is disposed to be merry over the statement made by Blaine's friends to impeach his (Mulligan's) evidence, that he is a Roman Catholic. He is and always has been Prot I estant Irishman. MT. Blaine on the contrary. was born, he says, of Catholic father, his an- cestor on that side being of the Maryland stock.-TempIeton's Letter to the Hartford COnrnRt ## The Rev. E. F. Hale has written let- l ter concerning the loud voice of American wo | men, in which he says: Il remember at the great dining saloon of the Bauer au Lac Hotel in Zurich, both the | largest and finest dining hall ever saw when | five hundred people were dining at once at l their different tables, I could single our my own countrywomen in all parts of the hall, no matter what their distance, by the shrill yell, more or less nasal, with which they summoned the walters, ordered soup, asked for napkin, or passed from pastry to ice-cream Above the general roar of the buzz -buzZ-buZZ of five hundred voices in conversation you could dis tlngulsh the war cry of these eight or ten women as you distinguish signal rockets at night above long and dark line of entrench- | ments A casual observer would have no diff l ficulty in telling, at tbe end of the day, how much pastry these women ate or how often their plates were changed"
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