The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1881-01-11

cit isn't hoax,r said he. TITS
regular lawyers letter, and what 1t tells
you is that your old uncle, Simon Hack
er, of London, England, is dead, and
you are his heiress to the tune of about
one hundred thousand dollars. It's
down in pounds, but that's the sum in
our own money"
"Pinch me, Emma janet" cried Mrs.
Hacker. 81 mean it, dear-and If /
don't wake up I'll think it's true.
"Oh, pshaw, NAL It's true enough"
cried Emma Jane. How splendid.
Oh, when are we to have the money!
Oh, isn't 1t just lovely !"
But Thomas gave little sigh.
Mrs. Hacker" he said, "maybe you
think mechanic not rich enough or
fine enough for your daughter, now you
are as we'll off as that. If so, say so, out
and out, and I'll bear it as we'll as L
ean."
"Why, Thomas, if was queen, I'd
think you good son-in-law," said Mrs.
Hacker.
"And you, Emma 7" said Thomas.
Il shall wait until 1 get my dia-
monds on before take airs" said his
lady love.
Nevertheless the fortune made a
change in the programme. 1t was
necessary for Mrs. Hacker to go to
England, and Emma Jane must go with
her, she said and on the whole 1t SEEM
ed best to postpone the wedding for a
while.
1T wouldn't be respectful to Uncle
Simon to marry immediately" said the
mother.
So Thomas had the unhappiness of
seeing his lady love leave the shores of
her native land, and went back to the
shop with very heavy heart.
However, he worked hard, and many
letters comforted him; and at last his
Emma Jane returned gorgeous in the
latest Lendon fashions; and there was
all the hustle of buying new house,
furnishing it and taking possession of
it-and very little time for lovers to be
together.
"You see," said Mrs. Hacker to Tom,
''you see Emma Jane is all stirred up.
She'll settle down after awhile; but
you know young people will be young
people,
AT home Tom got less comfort.
Emma Jane feels her money. She
shows it," said Grandmother Hunt
"And the place is too fine for me, and
the servants stare too much. Sarah
Hacker is a sensible woman, but Emma
Jane is not to be depended on. You'll
find that out, Thomas"
And poor Thomas did find it out.
"You see, Tom," said Emma, one
day, twirling the cheap ring he had
given her, softly about her finger. "You
see, Tom, somehow I'd rather not be
married for long while. 1 don't want
you to be angry with me, but 1 never
was rich girl beforehand it's so nice.
get so much attention. I don't want
to settle down as an old married woman
yet"
"I'll wait, Emma," replied Tom.
"Ah, but-but you see 1t might be no
use," said Emma. Perhaps never
may want to marry, and if you don't
mind taking back the ring, why we can
be friends all the same"
"Can we ?" said Tom, In strange
tone. "Well, shall never be your
enemy, Emma"
And he put the ring in his vest pock-
ct, and shortly after departed. But he
didn't trouble the servant to open the
door of the big house again.
"What ails Tom, Emma Jane" ask
ed Mrs. Hacker, one day, some time
after. why don't he come here any
more ?n
It's just as well he shouldn't, -
answered Emma, "and wish you'd
drop the Jane, ma; hate it So"
"You didn't formerly hate your poor
grandma's name," said Mrs. Hacker
but money has spoiled you, Emma
Jane, if it ever spoiled woman"
Don't be cross, ma" coaxed Emma.
"Tom is very well, but he is common
and you know how elegant young Mr.
Vreeland is, and-and he pays me o
great deal of attention, ma"
"Ah, that's it," sighed old Mrs
Hacker. "He's cut Thomas Hunt out
You have Tilted the poor boy"
And now Vreeland came often to Sc,
Emma Jane; was her escort every