The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1879-06-24

Mrs. Cobb 2" said the young man in q
hearty, ringing voice, that was pleasant
to hear.
mo, thank you; they're most done
now. But you're always welcome as the
sun, John you know that"
John looked at Jennie as If he wished
to hear this sentiment confirmed in that
direction.
But she did not look up. In fact, she
had been staring very hard at red
checked Baldwin ever since he came
in.
Then there was ring at the front
door bell; at which every one seemed
startled, for the sound of that bell was
a rare occurrence. The minister rang it
sometimes when he came to call, and
ladies from far-away neighborhoods
when they came to the sewing circle
Otherwise it was silent. The hired man
looked in from the back room, his eyes
open to their widest extent; the baby
woke, and contributed fierce cries to the
general excitement and the children
stood on their heads with expectation
Jennie colored to the roots of her hair,
and hastened away to answer the bell;
while the hired girl stole down two or
three steps of the front stairs to listen.
$50 in, John," said Mrs. Cobb, indi-
eating the door with her eyes "there's
somebody in the front room lit wants to
see you"
John looked bewildered, but did not
stir.
Pa Cobb placidly read his almanac.
" shall esteem it a great favor if you
will go in, john" continued Mrs. Cobb
| solemnly.
John accordingly rose, and obeyed her
request, without the least suspicion
what or whom he was going to en-
| counter.
Frank Waters, the dainty clerk in the
variety store at Rockville Corner, sat
| very lazily in an armchair at no great
distance from Jennie, who was blushing
and looking very conscious. The at
mosphere was filled with the mingled
perfumes of hair-oil and patchouly.-
The room was ''fixed up" very carefully
| too; John noticed that. The melodeon
was open, and on the rack was placed
the tender ballad of "Maggie Darling"
A vase with one of Grandma Prescott's
monthly roses in it adorned the centre
table; and the bright worsted tidy,
through whose intricate meshes he had
watched Jennie's pretty fingers through
| IA
and spread in all its glory over the arm
| of the sofa.
"Ah good-evening, Mr.-Mr.-I've
forgotten the name, weally,' said Mr..
Waters condescendingly, and initiating
successfully the manner of a summer
boarder who had excited his envy and
admiration last season because he had
| pleased the young ladies more than he
himself had the honor of doing.
Pendergrast, said Jennie, with
confused tongue.
"Ah, yes! Pendergrast. have had
the pleasure of seeing you in my estab-
lishment, believe, Mr. Pendergrast."
" 1 sometimes go over to Mr.. Whites
store" said John stiffly, but not with
out little flicker of amusement in his
blue eyes in spite of the horrible jeal-
ousy which was raging in his breast.
Mr.. Waters WINGED little, e,and the two
sat glaring at each other in silence for
| few moments.
Jennie cast little indignant glance at
John, and broke the silence before it be-
came quite uncomfortable, by asking Mr..
Waters if he thought it would storm to-
morrow.
"Well, weally, Miss Jennie" he re-
piled, " I'm a veal poor weather. wise.-
You'd better ask Mr.-ah--Mr. Pender-
grast; he's out-of-doors so much, dig
ging potatoes and hoein' cabbages, that
probably he gifts used to the look of the
sky. Anyhow, we don't care what the
weather is tomorrow, if it clears off
Thursday in time for our dance, do
weY"
John was furious; not at the fling
against his occupation, but that he
should dare to use the word 1--WE" in
connection with Jennie and himself,
with such amazing GOODNESS and conf
dence. He dared not trust himself to
speak for some time time, and was oblig-
ed to hold himself into his seat, so
strong was his impulse to seize Mr..
Waters by his collar, and throw him
out-of-doors.