Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1888-12-22

WORD or two TO the blushlng ana en-
barrassed girl, and turning upon his
heel haughtily, with the long strides,
no soon left his fat little unc!e's short
ones waddling on far behind.
''rll cut him off without shilliugi'
he painted, 'if he ever goes near that
Blossoms niece again! I'll nip hi, fun
! in the budw
He puffed stormi.y as he watched tho
long young giant disappearing with his
even-leaguod boots" while he, a
'Iittl, Jack" strove to overtake him.
THE deceivin' little jadel' burst out
the irate aunt. "Of a-walkin' with
a horrid man! If ever 1 catch her with
that old Bilbcrry's nephew again, I'll
make billed paddin' of him to go with
the pot piel'
'Pleasc, Aunt Pennio, may I be the
Sassy piped bliths young voice at
her back.
"Sassboxr Aunt Penelope turned to
calculate, but the pretty saucebox was
singing in the distance:
"Bilberries sweet, bilberries blue,
Dear little huckleberry, love you"
Miss Penelop, kept sharp eye upon
her charming niece after thi, little cpl
sode. But, alas! 'Love laughs at law
or locksmiths;' at aunts and uncles,
too, there is no doubt; for one fine day,
in spite of Aunt Pennies sharp eye,
Miss Penelope Blossom was missing
and, not strange to say, young Mr..
Bilberry had also disappeared.
A little note came from ighboring
town running thus:
DEAR AUNT PENNIE: Whereas there was
but one Bilberry in N, at o'clock today,
now there are two-concentrated into one.
Dear auntie, will you forgive your Maynard
Blossom that would be Bilberry, and longs
to sign herself-if you will-still your loving
niecel
PENELOPE BILBERRY, nee BLOSSOM.
Have you heard the shameful news2"
cried out Miss Penelope Blossom, spin
ster, rushing into Mr.. Josiah Bilberry's
kitchen door and causing that aston
ished and be wildered gentleman to spill
basin Of potatoes that he was just in
the act of setting upon the table to pare
for his frugal dinner, no having been
driven to this extremity by tho sudden
leaving of his housokeeper who had
left him in huff that morning.
Goodness graciou,r he gasped,
'what is itT nervously beginning to
gather up the rolling "poratios," woa-
dering tho while if the chickens had
been making another raid upon the old
maids garden.
'Thosc young 70 OILS have been gettin'
married" snapped the spinster, wrath
fully.
"What young foolsl" tho old bachelor
demanded stupidity.
sour young fools-you foolp she
fairly shrieked at him, boiling over with
rage. "Look at that!" thrusting the
note that she had received under his
nose. "Blossomed into a Bilberry!'
she added, with scathiug sarcasm.
He seemed to be dazed by tho sud-
den and dreadful news, and kept on
hunting q murphy or two that seemed
yet to be missing. Miss Blossom, by a
happy coin cidence, bent to assist In the
good work. when, each rising together
with the rescued vegetables in hand,
come heads together in sudden COL
lision.
"Great General George Washing
toa! = cried out Mr.. Bribery, rubbing
his badly bumped Uranium rusfully.
"Heviugs! knock my brains out and
done with it'll cried Miss Blossom,
sinking white and faint into the nearest
chair.
my dear-Tve hurt you-forgivc
me" he said, in great agitation.
'Sirr' rising in stately indign alton to
resent the tender appollation.
For moment they stood looking at
each other, then both involuntarily
burst into irrepressible laughter.
cit showes which head was the hard
est" Miss Blossom finally gained breath
to say, and pointed with grim humor
to swelling about as large as good
sized walnut protruding from poor lit
tie Bilberry's forehead.
'Humph!' he groaned. "All for
that scamp's doings-wish it had been
his head" rubbing his bruised forehead
tenderly.
"He might have done worse" re-
turned Miss Boss ON in an injured tone
of voice.
$50 might your niece" no retorted.
'Well, who's complainin'a" she
snapped.
"Why, I thought you was" his
round blue eyes opening to their full ex-
tent.
''Me! 1 only brought you the news,
that's ALL"
'Well, we'll" he repeated, looking
about helplessly. ''What can we do
about it2 They're married tight as the
rock of Gibraltar now-but its going to
be mighty lonesome without Ned" he