The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1880-12-28
The Doctors Fees.

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lVL room was bright and comforta-
bic place with its handsome carpets and
gilded tables, and deep couch-like sofa,
covered with crimson satin, and the
mossy rug in front of the fire into
which your feet sank as if it had been
strewn inch deep with newly gathered
rosebuds. And the fire glimmered in
the polished CRATE, and the wax candles
beamed through their ground glass
shades and you might have fancied the
apartment expressive created for sweet
words and honeyed fiirtations, and read
ings from the poets, and the various
other pleasant occupations which are
supposed to belong to high life. But not
for frowns and lowering looks, such as
now disturbed the equanimity of Mrs.
Wintringham's artistically enameled
countenance, as she stood there in a
rustling chameleon -colored silk dress,
with red carbuncles hanging from her
ears, while Josephine Moore stood pale
and shrinking before her.
"Such forwardness L never saw"
said Mrs. Nottingham. " No never!
And wish you to understand that it is
not going to be tolerated in decent soci-
ETY., Miss Moore. A governess-yes, a
common nursery governess, whom Mr..
Wintringham is good enough to employ
to sit the whole of the evening and
flirt with young DIR. AymerH"
"I did not flirt," pleaded poor Josie.
"He was only asking me about the
arrangements of Mendelssohn's music,
which --"
ooh, very likely" Uttered Mrs.
Wintringham, sarcastically. HE is
very much interested in music, I've no
doubt. And when you know perfectly
well that Octavia expected him to be
talking all the time to her. Well, really
L don't know what this world is coming
to. One thing wish you to understand
that you are dismissed from my en-
ployment from this very moment You
will find your wages on the mantel yon-
der, for don't grudge you the quarters
money, though you do leave in this ir-
regular manner. OF course you won't
expect character, for can't conscien-
tiously give you one."
Josie Moore turned very red and then
pale. She did not speak word of re-
monstrance, however, but, slowly turn
ing round, went up to her own room,
put on her bonnet and shawl, packed
her slender belongings into small
trunk and left-the house.
Half an hour later Mrs. Wintringham
rustling through the well-warmed rooms
espied the money lying untouched on
the marble mantle, where she herself
had placed it.
"Dear me-" quoth the stately dame,
Z" the governess has forgotten her wages.
Well, shan't take the trouble to send
them after her!'
Josie went home to the poor but neat
apartments where her aunt took in en-
broidery to do for fashionable shop,
and told her simple tale. Aunt Mary s
eyes, already Redeemed with night work
and much application, were quick to
overflow in her neice's behalf.
SITS burning shame,'' said the poor
woman, that such people should have
it in their power 10 tyrannize over
Others. But never mind Josie you shall
be welcome to home here until you
find another situation"
:" knew should, Aunt Mary"
What makes you speak so hoarsely,
child ?''
MY throat is little sore, aunt; j
think have caught cold"
:" You had better let me make you a
cup Of hot tea, and go to bed at once"
Nonsense, aunt" cried Josie 1heeri-