The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1879-08-12

tions. $50 young and pretty, and SO
evidently unhappy And for all her
prettiness, 1t was not an educated face,
or lady's-he looked far nicer than she.
1 feel exactly as though had dipped
into the middle chapter of an exciting
novel, and then somebody had taken
away the book. What would give to
read the beginning and the end of 1t
"That husband of Mlne," indeed
Stupid wretchl' And she gave the
volume vicious little knock. How
Is one to endure such twaddle, when
really interesting things like this are
happening in real life all the timer Let
me see-where was 1t that those people
got out ?" consulting her ticket. Sup
ham Corners-that is only. ten, eleven,
thirteen miles from Patunxet Perhaps
Margaret Lenox may know something
of them. I'll ask her.'
Felicia-I am tired of calling her Miss
Mallows, which name, besides, seems to
belle her frank, impulsive nature-had
her desire gratified sooner than she had
dared to hope.
Mr.. Lenox was late to tea that night,
and explained the fact by saying, "I
went four miles out of my road to see
David Dalrymple's new steam-thresher,
and, behold, when got there, it was
locked up, and he away with the key in
his pocket And what do you think,
Margaret 2-he had gone to be mar
ried p'
Not really ?''
Really. tried to pump old Sally
as to the age and antecedents of the
bride, but she was deaf at once, and not
word could extract. Master David
had told her to have good fire and boil
the ham-that was all and she wasn't
one TO ask questions about things as
didn't consarn her. Then she pinched
her lips tight and began to poke the
fire, and as it struck me that the remark
things which did not 'consarn' people
was meant to be personal, I gave it up
and came away"
Oh dear What dreadful woman do
you suppose has pounced on that poor
little Davidp An old maid, of course,
or some harpy of widow"
Il can't say as to that, but imagine
she's good looking, and that David is in
| love with her,"
"Dear, what makes you think thatY"
"Oh, because of the pains he has
taken about the house. Lots of new
furniture, and everything redded up.
He's bought carryall, Sally says"
"Who is this person that you are
talking about p'' asked Felicia.
"A neighbor of ours-seven miles off,
to be sure, but that counts as neighbor-
hood in the country. Such nice,
clever man, Felicia; a good farmer, too,
and thoroughly respectable in every
way but poor fellow so unfortunate in
his appearance-a dwarf almost, with
| the head and shoulders of grown per.
son, and stunted legs no bigger than q
child's."
"Oh !" almost shrieked Miss Mallows
"that must be my little man in the car
came all the way from New Haven
with him and his bride;" and she went
into description which left Mrs. Lenox
as much excited as her friend
6 I must see her!" she cried. "We'll
drive over in day or two"
Weather was unpropitious, however
and the day or two proved nearly q
fortnight Mrs. Lenox had a double
errand, being provided with basketful
of Zonale geraniums to be exchanged
for cuttings from old Sally's famous
chrysanthemums but when, after
knocking long time at the seldom
used front door of the farmhouse, they
made their way round to the kitchen
and from thence to the family sitting
room, no one was visible, and the fireless
hearth and neatly piled books and
papers on the table made it evident that
the apartment had not been used o.
late. While they fingered and wonder
ed, a creaking step came down the stairs
and old Sally, with a teacup in hel
hand, entered the room. She saluted
the ladies grimly.
"Thank ye, Miss Lenox. I'dlike the
geraniums well enough If I'd time tc
tew round with 'em, but jest now my
hands is full, without taking care o
plants, amusing Miss Dalrymple."
"Mrs. Dalrymple's ?" is she i'll ?"
"Yes, she is and she amt. Tain
no particular kind of sickness as L car
see; but she's weak as water, and looks
bad. 1 gave her pennyroyal when sh,