Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1881-12-07
WHAT SHALL IT be-

WHAT SHALL IT BE-
The reader will be so ohliging AS to
imagine an old hail in all old, tumble
down county house. 4 brisk wood fire
is burning on the dogs" of the hearth,
and It's blaze lights up the large apart
,neut
There are SIX persons in this room.
The sofa uesr the fire Is occupied by
Young 5lrs. Christopher Williams Bun
nett, who Is an object of interest Just at
present. She was JaIe Bradley, and
has been married to youngWilliams-Bun-
nett something under a year. Mrs. Brad
lev l. sented at the eEd of the sofa, near
her daughters feet, which she has with
areat propu ty, covered with her shawl
Mr.. Bradley is located a: the table with
old Mr.. Williams Bunnett, who took the
name Of Bunnett on his marriage with the
superb old lady at the other side Of the
tire. for Miss Bunnett was an heiTess.
1Ir Bradley is a little puncby man OF
eight and forty, with white teeth and r
red face. Somebody once told him that
iie WAS like Napoleon, and he used to
nsALltA III dLiAkn%AasH bAAl
he Is obliged TO give that up, as his
obesity viii neither allow him TO cross
his hands behind his back nor over his
ia1e. He Is now drinking some whisky
and water. and looking with thought
jul aiY at the fire, as if the logs made all
enigma that he wished topenetrate.
Mrs. Bradley IS a comedy lady, about
half-a-dozen years younger than her
husband. She is chiefly remarkable for
her tidgety temperament, which mani
tests itself continually in the muscles of
her face and her fingers. If those are
both CT rest. then her feet shakes.
Her daughter Jane Is a pretty person
al nineteen She Is very lively and good
tempered: doats upon her husband with
all the elm 3ing affection of the first mat
rimonial year:can play few mild quad
ril!es ard waitzes on the piano, and sings
Moore's melodies when sheIs alone, but
never otherwise. A. We have limited, AT
present the lady is an object Ofgreat and
delicate family solicitude.
Mrs. Williams Bunnett, formerly Miss
Constantia Bunnett, As the grandeSt old
iadv one would meet anywhere III the
country. EDAit II AANe - NiN1oNN 'hANSA
ancient models, and of great severity OF
demeanor. At county balls. evil Young
men have chrIstened her AgamemnOn
and Henry VII and some have even
.soue so far as to call her, when III feath-
qrs. the king of the Cannibal Islands, all
winch will give an idea of her imposing
presence. She paints her face and takes
snuff. because snc once saw the wife OF
tbe great Mr.. Fox do SO. When she
.ioes the latter she lets much Of II fall
upon her old point lace collar, upon
which her husband says, Jacks aiiye!
which means that she Is To brush 1t
away: and tins private communication
often puzzles society.
These. then are the the six personages
assembled rouud the fireplace ofCoclter
Court ut the and OF January drinking
respectively elder wine and spirits and
water. The cause OF their meeting will
now be told.
eve don't get any further, remarked
Mr.. Bradley, after a pause. Come
what shall the little strangers name be!
wonder if it VIII be a girl:"
Wonder of course, Mr.. Bradley,
Patience running all give the same an
swer.
81 think as am the first godmother,
II should he called Constantia, said Mrs.
Williams Buunett.
"And Antonia, because l am the god
father" added the gentleman.
"Oh--certainly. " hesitated Mrs. Brad
lev: but We want an everyday name
first, think, something familiar-hke and
pretty"
81 think Constantine is familiar
enough" resumed Mrs. Bunnett; at
least il Is so with the aristocracY.
The BraGleys look at each other, and
lir. Burnett exclaimed, Jack 5 aliYa!
which had the desired effect.
"What do von say Jane?' asked Mi.
Christopher.
~ should like COnstautia and Anto-
MIA. but think there ought 10 he an
other one first was going 70 suggest
Elizabeth
"Oh. no. dea4 p cried Mrs. Bradley
its so servant-like, and always ends IL
Lizzy or Betsy, or something Just as
low,
"Suppose We call it Mary ?" observed
Mr.. Christopher.
Come. now, Mary's rs common as
Elizabeth, If you come TO that, SAID Mr;
Bradley. 1t will be Polly or Molly
ar something Of that sort. Everybody 5
named Mary-half the charity schooI
SOS cook. What do yOu say to An
gelica?"
inst at that moment the deliberatlon
was suspended by the arrival OF lon
Bradley, the son. He had been ont lale
shooting. aui nov came bl4nderinS inso
he haI in those preposterous shoes
which sportsmen love to adopt, bringing
hiscun with him which he put IN the
corner. ~,
PRAY take care of your gun, Mr..
Thomas. said Mrs. Bunnetti ''yop know
cannot endure to be near one.
.sOh. there Is nothing 10 be aiald oi;
raplied Tom. II flashed boz" 'afrei'
hetore | came in.
Yes, but still it might go of, added
the lady.
.'Pshaw!" said Tom, laughing: you r.
inst ike nv mother; she would not 81
near the stock the other day, after L h'''
taken the barrel off to clean 1t.
,sAnd quite right, my dear, obserre'
Mr.. Bradley. "Really such dreadful ac
cidents do occur, that one cannot DE u"
careful.
"WeIl-there mother; I've put 1t out
side the door viii that doY
And, returning, Mr.. Bradley, JUNIOR