The examiner., 1882-02-18
ONLY A HUCKSTER.

Three yellow crooknects and peck of pearmains," said Miss Bella Bal samapple, smoothing dcwn 8 stray wrinkle in her jauntily- -ruff1ed pink plaid. apron, as she Lardel up her wicker-basket to the broa3-s houldered, brown young farmer who brought into Crabsboro each morning the village supplies of fresh fruit and vegetables.
 "Yes, miss-all right" was the brisk reply, as he executed th, order with much alacrity "and better crooknecks you never cooked. I'll Let cabbage. I knew you'd be wanting crooknecks of d Saturday, and picked olt the three sweetest I could find and saved 'em particularly for you. And the pear mains-I could have sold every last one away back here but thinking you might want some, wouldn't let 'em go for love nor money"
 Miss Balsamapple grew very rosy and smiled sparkling little smile away back in the shadow of her pro- vokingly deep sunbonnet; and the roses under it's cri1nped fril!s grew very deep, indeed, as upon lifting her basket down she discovered a great bunch of yellow and whito and purple chrysanthemums nestled amid the crooknecks and pearmains.
 "You've dropped your flowers into my basket, sir," said Miss Bella, inno- gently, scooping them out and holding them up before him.
 The young farmer looked guilty of having committed 8 highway robbery at the very least.
 "I--I-they-I just kind of pitched 'em in for good measure," he stam- mered. "I wanted to get rid of lem i; there's such an everlasting lot at home. Do keep 'em, please"
 He gave the lines twitch and rat tied off without waiting for her to re- fuse.
 So Miss Bella, finding herself left in the lurch with the flowers on her hands carried them into the house to. the dis gust of Miss Aurora Balsamapple-a tall, skim-milky blonde, in blue calico wrapper, who had witnessed the pro- ceeding from the window, and was much scandalized thereby.
 "I'm shocked at you, Bella," she re- marked, in tone of personal injury, "for keeping them minute P
 couldn't help it." answered Bella, ''unless had shied them at his back i; and then they would only have fallen in Ie mud."
 "No killing matter if they did" said Miss Aurora "and you better take my advice and fling them out there now"
 II won'tl" said Bella, fatly and Miss Aurora, being we'll acquainted with her sisters characteristics, shrug- ged her shoulders and said no more, but revenged herself by being so exas- peratingly sulky that Bella, after few intellectual efforts to establish har- mony, found it necessary for the sake of her nerves to make an errand to a neighbours.
 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 her. rings in the kitchen, when her sister popped in, in much excitement, with her bonnet-cape floating wildly in air like pink banner.
 "What do you reckon, sis?' cried the young lady, gleefully. "He was there ana Mrs. White introduced us. He's friend of tke family, and his names Robin Russet; and Mrs. White says better or steadier or good tenn pereder young man never lived. He's got farm and 8 lovely orchard, and is really intelligent, and Mrs. White thinks lots of him, and says"
 eff you'll just have the goodness" interrupted Miss Aurora, impressively emphasizing her words with herring, "to explain what under the sun you're talking about, I will be extremely en- frightened and much obliged"
 "Why, he-him," said Bells, |" that aolls fhn nHC onI &ls~n,o n~I