The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1879-06-03

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and begged me to appoint day of meet
ing in Barcourt.
How my heart throbbed L felt that
to Barcourt must go, no matter how
great the difficulties in the way, for my
future happiness hung on my ratifying
the VOWS we had made through the
"slent medium of the pen"
The sixteenth of June was the day set
for our meeting, and my beloved wrote
me that must be under large apple
tree in Hampden Lane, half mile
from Barcourt Centre, at three o'clock
in the afternoon. TO make sure of there
being no mistake made in identity,
must wear in my dress rose, and he
should wear one in the button-hole of
his coat
My greatest difficulty lay in inducing
Hannah to permit me to pay Annie
Towers q visit. Barcourt was only
twenty miles distant, but it seemed a
long journey TO Hannah, who never
went beyond the outskirts of Stapleton.
But finding that had the money to pay
my stage fare she at last consented to
my going.
reached Annie's home on the fif-
teenth of June, and we lay awake that
night until nearly dawn, pouring into
each others ears the tales of our loves
and hopes. The dear girl appeared to
be as much interested in my Armand
as myself, and said she could hardly
wait with any patience to know how
our meeting would terminate-sheh hoped
in wedding few months later. In
return for my confidence she told me of
her engagement to a Harry Chesley, o
fine young hardware merchant of Bar
court.
/ was impatient for the hour to come
when should meet by beloved Armand
and set off for the trysting- place before
the clock struck two, leaving my smiling
friend in the doorway, nodding good
wishes after me.
L found the tree easily, for there was
no other of its kind in the lane, and
seated myself to await my lovers COM
ing. felt nervous and anxious, and as
the clock struck three and he had not
made his appearance my heart sunk like
lead in my bosom. But just as 1 had
given up all hopes, heard step on the
road, and looking up quickly saw-nota a
tall, handsome, raven-haired Apollo, but
strange coincidence = Hiram Bung.
What unhappy thought had sent him
here? and by what strange fatality did
he wear in the button-hole of his coat a
large red rose--of the cabbage variety !?
sprang up, and we stood face to face,
confusion and embarrassment in the
manner Of both.
''Hiram Bung!"
"Miss Judith !"
Then there was dreadful pause.
''Strange we'should meet here" from
him.
"Why do you wear that rose2" from
me.
II might ask the same of YOU"
81 came here to meet some one," I
faltered.
$50 did l."
'You cannot-nol you cannot be Ar
mand Trevor
"And you cannot be Pauline Irving!'
" Yes, am. 1 see it all. We have
been making geese of ourselves, Mr..
Bung. Will you be kind enough to ex-
plain your part Of the affairy''
Certainly" he replied. ST found
you would not have me, and there
wasn't any other girl in Stapleton 1
would have. So advertised, partly in
fun, and partly in earnest. 1 didn u
want my letter to be post-marked Sta
pleton, so sent them to my friend,
Harry Chesley,to post them in Barcourt.
He also sent me all the letters received
from Pauline Irving and others. But i
preferred Pauline's above all the rest,
though assure you was not aware
that the writer was Miss Judith Lubby
of Stapleton.'
If 1 had only known your handwrit.
ing, Hiram" 1 burst out, "but had
never seen it, and so this ridiculous
wretched mistake occurred" and my
tears began to flow freely.
Will you explain your part in this?''
asked Hiram very gently.
managed to sob out the details, and
when mentioned Annie Towers, Hiram
interrupted me.
"DIiss Towers is engaged to my friend
Hiram Chesley and have not the