The Bloomfield times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, March 18, 1873, Image 1

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"Vol. -VII. New 13 loom lie ltl, !?-., Tiiesdoy", BXnroli 1H, 1873. IV o. 11.
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apon application.
Courting by Proxy.
PASS the cigars, Jack, and tell ine what
you will tell the tailor to-morrow.
"Tell the tailor, Phil? Why, patronize
him well, and order another suit. What
ooucerus rue most is how we are to get din
ners next week. I suppose your governor
wont come down with any cash just yet?"
" Not a tou. He told me in his last let
ter he made me a regular allowance, and I
must calculate my expenditure accordingly.
No, there's no money to be got there."
" We must make another call upon Abra
ham, Moses and Co., Phil."
"My dear Jack, Abraham, Moses and
Co. have got to the end of their philanthro
pic tether their fountain of generosity is
dry. Nothing can be done In that quarter.
TJow about your aunt in Cornwall, and the
pretty couBins?" 1
" A good thought, Phil. I would go
down and marry one of the girls if it wasn't
for my confounded shyness."
"" That's a quality of yours, Jack, I con
fess I can't understand. You are confident
enough with women of another class; in
fact, you put mo in mind of young Marlow
in Ooldsmith's comedy."
"Ah, that's it Phil 1 Ladies floor me
completely, I 'thiuk they are tkw most for
midable creatures in the world, and can't
for the life of mo ilnd anything to say to
them."
"Are your cousins pretty girls?"
" I should say they are. I have not seen
them siuce they were children. I will tell
yon what it is, Phil," said Jack, giving the
fire a poke; " you shall go down and make
love to one of them for me."
" Well, I don't consider myself a modest
man, Jack ; but I think that would want
more confounded impudence than even I
possess."
" Why not ? We are much of a height
Not that matters, for my auut has not seen
me since I was a curly-headed boy about
as high as the table, and now I should say
six feet is the figure. You shall do it, Phil
and turn me into a married man as soon as
you like."
Thinking it would be a change for me,
with a little pleasant excitement, I thought
I would humor Jack in his hair-brained
idea, trusting to my ready wit to pull me
through all difficulties. And now I might
as well inform the reader who Jack and I
"were. r
Jack, or more correctly, John Wusthall's
father, was a retired admiral of the navy,
on half-pay,' living up in tho north, and
whose dearest wish some years ago had
been to make Jack a midshipman, with
the hope of his following in his own foot
steps; for he was one of the old school, who
thought the service was going to the dogs
now so many of the lower classes, as he
termed tradesmen's sous, were coining into
it. But Jack had too great a liking for
London life to think of going to sea, and
his refusal greatly offended his father, and
they now but rarely corresponded.
jiowever, me oiu aamirai got jack an
appointment in the Treasury, where he
managed to dawdle away his time and run
awfully into debt, which his father reto-
lutoly refused to pay. , ' ,
I am a member of the Inner Temple, by
name Philip Fermor, son of Sir Philip Ter
mor, Blanksbire, waiting patiently for
"briefs," which never come, and living
upon an allowance from my father, which
I coutrive, without any trouble, to exceed,
and . hitherto eked out by visits ,to the
.Jews. , i s
The ardent friendship, however, between
Jack and me and the whole tribe has been
of late rudely interrupted, and we have
not seen each other since tho last "little
bill" was not taken up. But to return to
our dialogue.
" How can I go down there," said I, " if
I don't knbw them ? Wait till the pony
runs away with the pony-chaise, and run
forward like a true knight-errant and stop
it ? Or when the heiress is going for a ride
bribe the groom to put a piece of holly un
der the saddle, and when the horse is gal
loping madly towards a precipice, rush for
ward and catch her from the saddle eh?"
"No, my boy. Change your name from
Philip Fermor to John Westhall, and go
down to see your dear aunt in Cornwall.
You have not seen her since you were a
child. - I will tell you all about them I
can. Go down to-morrow and write me
by return ' I came, I saw, I conquer
ed.' "
So, after sundry more cigars and another
bottle, we parted for the night, I pretty
well primed with information as to Jack's
aunt and dear cousins, not forgetting the
amount of cash possessed by each. .
I was up early next morning, portman
teau packed and labelled Mr. John West
hall. Taking leave of Jack Ijumped into
a cab, and was soon snugly ensconced in a
first-class carriage bound for Sea-view,
Penrhyddell, Cornwall.
The weather was delightful, aud I ar
rived at my destination in excellont spirits,
fully equal to the enterprise I bad under
taken. After a ride of an hour I got to
Sea-view Lodge. A pretty servant-maid
opened tho door.
"Mrs. Winslow at home?" said I.
" Yes sir. What name shall I say,
sir?"
I was just about giving her my card,
when my name on it struck my eye, and
the thought that I was Jack Westhall at
present struck me.
" Mr. Westhall," said I.
I was soon ushered into the presence of
Mrs. Winslow, a pretty woman of uncertain
age, who immediately came forward, ex
claiming: My dear John, I am delighted to see
you. Give me a kiss, w ny, wnat a great
whiskered fellow you have grown. Come
and see the girls."
Now I was in for it, I took it all very
coolly, and wondered whether the girls
would serve me in the same way. Dismissed
the thought as improbable.
"My dear nephew, John Westhall
girls. Ada Winslow, Julia Winslow
John." .
We wore soon chatting pleasantly to
gether, and, while successfully exerting
myself to please, I bad time to observe
and lay down the plan of the campaign
Ada Winslow, a lovely blonde, with the
most bewitching of blue eyes, was evidently
the heiress Jack spoke about as being his
playmate when a boy, and as Jack told
me
" I remember my aunt saying to a friend,
It is the dearest wish of my heart to have
our families united, for Admiral Westhall
is such -a dear friend,' so," said he, "you
will find the running easy."
Julia, the other cousin, was a nice girl,
tall and Juno-like. '
" Do you remember jumping into tho
lake after your little playmante, John ?"
said my aunt.
O yes," said I, on thorns, for Jack
never suid anything about it. " What a
cold she got, poor little dear."
" I don't remember her taking cold after
it," said my aunt ; " but you memory is
better than mine, I dare say, John."
"Very likely," said I, though I thought
I would not have such a good memory in
the future, in case it got me into trouble.
Soon afterwards a Captain Penwall call
ed, and a walk in the grounds was pro
posed. I lod the way with Ada, and found
her a most charming companion. She
asked me about the opera and other sub
jects, and drew me out in a surprising mail'
ner. I felt it was the happiest afternoon I
had seen in my life. A lovely voioe, well
cultivated mind, with sympathies in
right direction, joined to a handsome form
will always have an ennobling effect on a
man; and I began to feel very small in my
own estimation, when I thought of Jack
and my mission, and was almost doterniin
ed to tell Mrs. Winslow, who I was, and
return to town at once. The thought of
treachery to Jack was the only thing tluit
prevented mo, aud I felt bound to tho
wheel.
" What charming grounds,auut," said 1,
when we returnod.
" Yes, John," said she ; ' but you have
not seen the boauty of the place yet. The
girls must take you to Merlin's, cave."
" Why not have a picnic, aunty, dear ?'
said Ada.
'The very thing," said the captain.
'I thought you did not like picnics,
captain," said Julia, " as the spiders got in
tho Mobsters,' and picnics were very well
forgipscys?"
" That was before I was initiated," said
he
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After dinner, and I and the captain bad
smoked for half an hour, he proposed ad
journing to the drawing-room.
Seated at tho piano was Ada, idly play
ing with the keys. I pressed her to sing,
and she instantly complied, singing, with a
beautiful rich contralto and perfect into na
tion, "II segreto." The style in which it
was sung showed me she was passionately
fond of music and a perfect musician,
which only made me the more enamored
with her. I had stood with rapt attention,
and was roused by my aunt saying :
' I should hTWe thought you did not care
for music, John your father told me ytu
had a voioe like a bear."
"Like a bear, aunty?" said Ada.
Why, I was only thinking Mr. Wcthall
had quite a singing face and voice, and was
going to ask him to join me in a duct."
I turned the subject as well as I could
' had no voice to speak of ;" whereas, the
truth was, I had a tenor voice of no mean
quality, and began to wish Jack at Halifax.
The eventful morning of the picnio turn
ed out bright and fine, not a cloud upon
the sky, and, tempted by the prospect, I
turned out for an early walk and smoke.
While strolling along, I could not help
considering my position. That I was fall
ing in love there could be no doubt an
other day, and I am done. Should I go
back ? Perish the thought I Make love
for Jack I could not.
Well, I shall not break Jack's heart,"
thought I, " and I am sure Ada views me
favorably j but could I win her love under
false pretences?"
I determined to trust to the chanter of
accidents, f Aling convinced I should soon
be bowled over, and then the deluge t
My charming Ada looked bewitcbingly
at breakfast, and completed the conquest
of last night. The meal passed off merrily,
and we were all in excellent spirits for the
journey, there was Miss Todbnght, the
clergyman's daughter, a mild young lady
in green ; Miss Poole, a tall young lady in
blue, that reminded one irresistibly of a
giraffe, flirting desperately with the poor
captain ; young lady iu pink,another young
lady in pink, and a sprinkling of elderly
ladies to " play propriety ;" Captain Pen-
wall, Mr. Darwin, of the Guards, a bony
young fellow with red mustaches, who ev
idently thought himself the " best old
port," tnougu l set mm down as a very
ordinary ciarec I soon discovered be was
paying desperate court to Ada, who, I was
delighted to see, treated him very coolly,
rue scenery on our nue was most impres
sive, being of a bold rugged charaoter ; now
a road running along tne edge or some
cliff, now across a small stone bridge over
a yawning chasm, until at last we arrived
at our destination, or rather in sight of it,
for we bad a scramble down the cliffs, of
three hundred feet or so, until we got to
the sea beach. There we slowly rambbd
around until we came to the entrance of
the famous cave, said in ancient times to
have been the abode of a tremendous giant,
who thought nothing of throwing moun
tains at one, and had a ptnclutnt for young
ladies for dinner. The cave was approach'
able from the beach only at low water, and
at high water the mouth of it was covered
with the sea, which rolled and thundered
up the cavern with the greatest fury. We
had no apprehension on that score, how
ever, as long as we did nojtop too long in
the cavern. We were soon bravely pen
etrating its depths. , From the enhance
immediately began to rise upwards, aud
the roof to get lower. The bottom was
covered with loose round boulders, aud the
sides sparkled and beamed with many col
ored lights, the reflection from our flame
beaux maklng'a magnificent tableau. We
soon came to a kind of chamber, from
which branched off in several directions
smaller caves of equal beauty of appear
ance, aud here we determined to lunch.
Provisions were got out, the champagne
mode its appeal unco, and we all as merry
as young ladies and young gentlemen of
the ninotecth century can be. I voted for
a ramble down one of the smaller eaves,
and soon found myself alouo pesido beau
tiful Ada. i
We rambled a long way down the cavern,
until we wore surprised to find it led down
to the sua though l ought to say . 1 was
not in the least surprised. If we had come
suddenly to St. Paul's Cathedral I could
not have been surprised. I was past that,
walking In the air, or in heaven, or In some
happy place or other in which I had not
" preambled" before. I was rather an
noyed when we got to the beach, to see our
bony young guardsman" making hastily
towards us, and, to avoid him, I took Ada
around a rocky point running into the sea,
or soon would be so, for the tide was com
ing In fast, and within a yard or so of the
point. '
" Gave him double that time, I fancy,"
thought I, as wo found ourselves in another
small cave in tho rocks.
I was too engrossed with my charming
companion to notice how the tide was
creeping up, and surrounding us on all
sides. In fact, a shower of rain coming on
just then, compelled us to go into the cave
for shelter, shutting off our view f the sea.
There I soon forgot all about it, and was
getting rather tender in my converse, and
was on the point of avowing all and mak
ing a plunge to know my fate, when it
came to mo in anotbor form in the shape
of a huge wave coming up the cave nearly
to our feet, covering us with spray.
" O Mr. Westhall 1 Good Heavens ! we
are lost 1" said Ada, starting up.
"No, dearest," said I. " Trust to me.
I will find a way out somewhere," putting
my arm around her waist in the confusion.
I was afraid she would faint, and was
carrying her further up the cave, to try
and find and outlet, when Bhe disengaged
herself from my arms, saying:
"I am strong now. O, what can I do?"
I searched, and found no outlet, and
began to feci like a rat in a trap ; but the
thought of the danger I had brought my
darling into nerved me to exertion.
Higher and higher came the waves, hiss
ing, boiling, and had already half filled the
cave with water ; and to add to the horror
of the scene, a terriflo storm was bursting
without, and the flashes of vivid lightning
illuminated the fast-darkening cave.
It was with small hope I determined to
swim with Ada out of the horrible place,
and try to reach the shore. I took hold'of
her dear form, and besought her to trust all
to me, and plunging in, swam with all my
strength to get out. It was harder than I
thought. When I had got a few yards, a
huge wave would drive me back again
and nearly breathless, I felt I was sinking,
when a wave larger than the others in its
reflux carried me out within a few feet of
the rocky point. I struck out with re
newed strength, and laid my precious bur
den safely upon it, and looked around upon
the wide waste of waters.
A dreary scene met my gaze. The base
of the rock, not long before dry sand, was
now covered with water, with a swim of
hundred yards to the shore. I shouted for
help ; in vain no reply. ' No form could I
see. The rock I was on was fast covering
with water ; crawl along them I could not,
for they rose up sheer for twenty feet.
wildly kissed the insensible form I held,
and plunging in again, made one more ef
fort to swim for shore. Fainting, sick at
heart, and nerveless, I was panting on,
when a cry above me caused me to look up,
and then I saw the captain on the rocks
which I had swam beside. A rope was
lowered, I was just able to fasten it to my
charge, and see her being pulled up safely,
when, with a despariug glance at the lead
en sky, I sank into the watery waste.
" That's right, wake up and drink
old fellow," said a voice I knew.
this,
I opened my eyes and found myself on a
bed in a rough cottage, the captain by my
side.
"Whore am I?" said I.
The captain made no answer, but poured
some brandy down my throat, which had
the effect of making mo fully awake, and
gradually I remembered all the incidents
of what I found to be the previous day,
"How is Miss Winslow, captain?" 1
" She has perfectly recovered, and has
been down to inquire after you this morn
ing," said he. '.
" How was I saved captain?"
" I jumped in after you."
I reached out my hand and wrung it in
silence, my heart for tho moment too full
to speak. , A good action from anotbor is
more apt to touch the heart than the great
est of danger can do.
" Are you well enough to be moved to
Sea-view," said he. . . ,.. ..
I told him yes, aud thought I'd be moved
to Tlmbuctoo, . if Ada was there. The
events of the previous day had only tho
more deeply engraven her . image upon my
heart, and I panted to see ber again.
While the captain had goue ror a con
veyance, I wrote to Jack ; told him all.
That I was going to propose to Ada on my
own account ; consoled him that there was
still another cousin for him, and that to
exonerate him I would inako it out that
tho reason I had changed my name was
nly on account of a harmcloss wager be
tween us.
I was soon nt Sea-viow, which was full of
guests, aud found myself quite the lion of
the placo, though, if the truth were told,
the captain was Ihe real hero, for it was
my folly that jeopardized two lives.
In the afternoon I found Ada alone in
an arbor at the bottom of the grounds,
singing softly, and accompanying herself
upon the guitar. She loft off as I entered,
and I took up the guitar, and sweeping
my hands across the strings, sang, " II mio
tesoro." After- completing it, Ada came
forward and laid her hand on my arm,
saying :
Mr. Westhall, you have acted very
bravely towards mo, and I shall always look
up to you as tho defender of my life. Will
you answer me without reserve a question
will ask?"
"Yes?"
" Yon are are not Mr. John Westhall,
Mrs. Winslow's nephew ?"
"No, I am not. Forgive ine, Miss Wins
low," said I, endavoring to take her hand.
" I suspected all along you were not, but
your singing confirmed mo in my opinion,
sir. What have you to say for yourself?"
bid she, with rising color. " Who are
you?" ,
I am your cousin Jack's bosom friend,
and I came down here by his knowledge to
personate him, to see if any one of you
would know him. He is coming down
himself. I am Philip Fermor, son of Sir
Philip Fermor. Will you forgive me?"
said I, taking her hand. " What's in a
name? O Ada, I would have told you
before, but my love for you would not let
me. I cannot exist without yon ; say,
dearest, that I may hope some day you
will"
Her mantling blushes gave some confi
dence, and drawing her to my heart, I
poured out the full tale of my love. Told
her of Jack, all.
"But I am not Jack's cousin," said she ;
' I am but a friend of Julia's. We are not
elated, though of the same name. I am
not the heiress, Mr. Fermor."
I told her I loved ber all the more. I
would write to my father, work bard in my
profession anything if she would be mino,
to wait. Her sparkling face gave consent,
aud we parted I to ask Mrs. Winslow,
and tell who I was that had assumed the
name of her nephew.
I told her all, only concealing the fact that
Jack was the instigator of the plot, fur I
was afraid it would barm him in her opion-
ion. When I told her who I was, she
forgavo me, for I found she knew my ,
father well ; tbey bad been old friends years
ago. I spoke of my love for Ada, and she
told me Ada was her own mistress, but
counselled me to inform my father before
taking further steps.
I wrote to bim, telling him my love was
beautiful but poor. Would he increase
my income ? He replied, giving his free
consent to my marriage, if I choose to
make a fool of myself; but if so, he would
feel it bis duty to discontinue my allow
ance. ,
I sought Ada in dcspair,and said I would
come for her in a year with fame and
money, when she , said, with the sweetest .
possible smile : ,
" I, too, have deceived you, aud bare to
ask, for forgiveness." ...... : . i '
" Granted a thousand times 1" said I,
interrupting her, and gazing at her happy
fce.
I said I was not the heiress, Philip,
that you sought ; but I am another quite
as rich."
In three weeks we were married, aud
before I started for Switzerland with my
beautiful bride, I sent Jock a check to pay
bis debts. ' .
tW A wag went to the station at one of
the railroads, one evening, and, finding the
best car full, said in a loud voioe :
, " Why, this car isn't going." ,
Of course this caused a general stampede,
and the wag took the best seat, i la the
midst of the Indignation the wag was ask
ed : . ,' .;
" Why did you say this car wasn't go
ing?'' I "Well, it wasn't then," . said the wag,
"but it is now." , . , , . ' i -
' J2PA young man who went West a few
months ago, has sunt only one letter home.
It said i " Bond me a wig," aud his fond
parents dou't know whether be is ' sculped
or married.
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