The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1882-04-13
Vol. XVIII.

lie gave the lines witch and
raltled off without waiting for her
to refuse.
So Miss Bella, finding herself
LETT in the lurch with the flowers
on her hands carried them into
the house 10 the disgust Of Miss
Aurora Balsanapple-a tall, skim
milky blonIe, in blue calico
wrapper, w.o hrd witnessed the
proceeding from the window, and
was much scardalized thereby.
I'm shocked at you, Bella she
remarked, in tone Of personal
injury, for keeping them a min.
ute p
i couldn't help it, answered
Bella, unless | had shied then, at
his back aud thon they would
only have fallen in the mud
No killing matter if they did,
said Miss Aurora; and you better
take my advice and fling them
out there now
q won't! said Bella, fatty /; and
Miss Aurora, being we'll acqnaint-
ed with her sisters characteristics,
shrugged her shoulders and said
no more, but revenged herself by
being so exasperaliogly sulky
that Bella, after a few Intellectual
efforts to establish harmony,
found it necessary for the sake OF
her nerves to make an errand to
d neighbor's.
Miss Aurora, taking deeper and
more deadly vengeance for this
by declining to cook any dinner in
Bella's absence, was lunching on
pickles and cold behring's in the
kitchen, when her sister popped in,
in much excitement, with her
bonnet-capo floating wildly in air
like a pink banner.
What do you reckon, sis ?
cried the young lady, gleefully.
He was there and Mrs. Wbite
introduced US. He's a friend Of
the family, and his names Robin
Rrsset and Mrs. White says a
better or steadier or good-tem-
percder young man never lived.
He's got a farm and ! lovely or
chard, and is really intelligent,
and Mr<. White thinks lots of
him, and says
If you'll just have the good
ness interrupted Miss Aurora,
impressively emphasizing b e r
words with a herring, TO explain
what under the sun you're talk,
ing about, l will be extremely en-
lightened and much obliged
why, he-him,' said Bella
that sells the crooknecks and
things, and gave me the flowers.
The huckster shrieked Miss
Aurora, dropping picked onion
to clasp her hands tragicaIly.
He amt a huckster And |
| don't care if he u.s. asserted Bella,
with astonishing logic, hes nice.
oh, Beila-Bella ! mourned
Aurora, that the pride of the Bal
samappies should have fallen SC
low as thisn
Bother the pride of the Bal
samapples = cried Bella, stamping
her foot. who are the Balsam
apples that they shonld tower
above everybody that's as good
and as smart as they are? Sell
ing crooknecks amt q sin! The
Balsamapples haven't &C; any
sense, and l won't be Baisam
apple o minute longer than | car
help. Now!
And, oh, what will Cousin
Amasa think when he comes to
Crabsboro,' continued Auoora, de-
spairingly, and one Of his rela
tions losing her head about a man
that peddies crooknecks ! these
rich old fellows are always SC
ultra fastidious! It'll spoil all my
chances
Aurora flung her herring into 8
corner and burst into tears.
Dear sakes! Don't cry, honey |!
said Bella, who was soft-hearted
with all ber faults. 1T won'1
matter a PIN. Cousin Amasa j:
TOO distant relation 10 builc
hopes on, if we wanted to. He's
got lots Of kinsfolks nearer thar
we are-nephews and nieces, ane
things we never even heard of
Not likely he'd leave US anything
anyway
Bella Baisamapple, are you
Ounce p asked Aurora, sharply