The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1881-06-14

c0uraglng widowers In their nefarious
doings, to harbor these small men 2'
She asked these questions with some
relenting of heart, for already had the
childish charms of her man been upon
her, and it was with great relief that she
heard the decision of Aurelia, the most
radical of the allies.
"No! keep him here. Such a chance
was seldom vouchsafed to the allies to
lesson they would not soon forget
Punish that wretch, that unnatural
widower, by saying nothing about the
child. Let him think he was lost; let
him hunt him up the best way he
can"
The younger Miss Jones--she was
only forty and naturally timid and
apprehensive-suggested that sit would
be just like one of these men to come
right here to Miss Higgins after him.
There wasn't anything they hadn't the
face to do. 1t would be just like one of
'em to walk into her sittin -room.''
Here Miss Higgins remarked with
spirit: "She would like to see him walk
into her house. He wouldn't stir step
beyond the hall, and as for that stair
carpet she was going to take it up and
cleanse it anyway"
This remark, which was warmly ap.
plauded, terminated the conference.
Johnny did not seem averse to the
arrangement. He was at the age when
bodily comfort overshadows the mental.
He appeared to have great deal of
affection for his father, but there was
Sarah Ann at the very mention of
whose name he almost CRASHED his
teeth. "She was awful, she had shaken
him, pinched him and pulled his hair"
Eunice Higgins warm heart almost
melted within her at the recital of his
sufferings.
A week passed away, and daily had
Miss Higgins man gained upon her
affections. She was the youngest child
of her parents, and had never know the
delights of childish society. She had
dwelt SO long alone, that to have that
bright, manly little face opposite hers
at the breakfast table, looking out of the
window, hailing her return from her
short absence, his merry, innocent pratt
tie and ringing laugh, were all more
agreeable to her than she would be.
willing to acknowledge.
She grew lenient to the boyish nerve
of her man, for the best of boys have
unregulated moments; looked benig-
nantly at him as he capered in the
garden paths in startling proximity to
her marrowfats and cluster cucumbers.
She ravelled out long stocking and out
of one of her second best Morocco shoes
made ball for him; and when he lost
1t in her best meadow, she herself boldly
breasted the clover waves, side by side
with him in pursuit of it.
So that beautiful week passed away,
and one morning Eunice Higgins was
called from her snowy dairy rooms by
ring at the front door.
Opening it, she confronted q pleasant
looking man of about her own age
Woman's unerring intuition said to her,
"That is he." Here was the oppor-
tunity to wither him with her glances.
But how could she when he looked so
much like Johnny, just such a pleasant,
manly look to his face. Eunice did not
wither him.
II have been informed, Madam, that
there has been boy, runaway boy,
here-is it so ?"
Instead of the prussic acid and vinegar
that she had designed to have in her
tone, the likeness to her man so softened
her voice, that it was only pleasantly
acidulous like a ripe lemon, as she re-
piled, "Yes, sir, it is"
'Is he here now p"
Yes, sir, he is"
His anxious eyes so frightened at this
that she entirely forgot her carpets and
her enmity, and actually invited him
in.
No sooner was he seated that Johnny
ran in with eager eyes.
Father Fatherl"
He threw his arms around his fathers
neck and kissed his bearded lip, and
then, in his delight, he turned and
threw his arms around Eunice Higgins
neck, and kissed her with the same pair
of lips, and still Miss Higgins could
say, in the dying words of the great
statesman;
81 still live ~
Mr.. Dale was man of means and