THE TIMES, NEW BLOOMFIELT), PA., DECEMBER 1,1877.
RAILROADS.
PHILADELPHIA AND READING R. R,
ARRANGEMENT OF FA8BENGE ft TRAINS.
November 5(h, 1877.
TRAINS LEAVE H AKKISBURO AS FOLLOWS
Por New York, at 8.20, 8.10 a. m. 8.57p. m.,
and 7.65 p. m.
For I'blludoliilila, at B.20, 8.10, 9.45 a.m. d
n,1 3.IW p. in.
Fur Heading, at fi.20. 8.10, 9.45 a. m. and 2.00
J. 67 and 7.M.
For I'ottsvllle at 8.20. 8.10 a. m., and S.B7
p. m and via Schuylkill and Susquehanna
Branch at 2.40 p. m.
For Auburn via 8. & 8. Br. at 5.10 a. m.
For Allentown.at6.20, 8.10 a. m., and at 2.00,
3.57 and 7.65 p. m. ..... . .
The 5.20, 8.10 a. m., 8.B7 and 7.55 p. m., train
have through cars for New York.
The 6.20, B.10 a. m.. and 2.00 p.m., trains have
through cars for Philadelphia.
BUSDAV8:
For New York, at 6.2o a. m.
ForAllentown and Way Stations at 8 20 a.m.
For Heading, Philadelphia and Way gtatlonsat
1.45 p. in.
TRAINS FOR HARRISnTTRQ, LEAVE AS FOL
LOWS I
Leave New York, at 8.45 a. ra., 1.00, 6.80and
7.45 p. in.
Leave Philadelphia, at 9.16 a. m. 8.40, and
7.20 p. m.
Leave Reading, at t4.40, 7.40, 11.20 a. m. 1.30,
6.15 and lo. 35 p. m.
Leave I'ottsvllle, at 0.10, 9.15 a.m. and 4.35
p. m.
And via Schuylkill and Susquehanna Branch at
8.15 a. m.
Leave Auburn vlaS. H. Br. at 12 noon.
Leave Allentown, at ti.306,50, 11.05 a. m., 12.15,
4.30 and 9.05 p. m.
SUNDAYS:
Leave New York, at 5.30 p. m.
Leave Philadelphia, at 7.20 p. m.
Leave Reading, at 4.40, 7.40, a. m. and 10.35
p. m.
Leave Alleutown, at 2 30 a. m., and 9.05 p. m.
J. K. WOOTEN, Uen. Manager.
C. G. Hancock, General Ticket Agent.
fDnes not run on Mondays.
Via Morris and Essex K. K.
Pennsylvania It. It. Time Table.
NEWPORT STATION.
On and after Monday, June 25th, 187", Pas
sennet trains will run as follows:
EAST.
Milllintnwn Acc. 7.32 a. m., daily except Sunday.
Johnstown Ex. Yl tl c. M.. daily " Sunday
Mail, 6.54 P. M., dally exceptSuuday
Atlantic Express, 'J.oli'.M., Hag, daily.
WKST.
Wayl'ass. 9.0S A. m., daily,
Mail 2.13 p. m. dally exccptSunday.
Milillntown Ace. 6.f p. M. daily except Sunday.
Fittsimrgh Express, 11.5TP. M.,(FlaR) daily.ex-
cept sinidnv.
Pacific Express, 6.17 a. m.. daily (flap;)
Trains are now run by Philadelphia time, which
Is 13 minutes faster than Altwna time, and 4 min
utes slower than New York time.
J.J. BARCLAY, Agent.
nUNCANNON STATION.
On and after Monday, June 2 Mh, li77, trains
will leave Duneannon. ns follows:
EASTWARD.
Milillntown Acc. daily except Sunday at 3.12a. m.
Joh'Ktowii Ex. 12.5ap. M., dally except . Sunrta .
Mail 7.30 P. M "
Atlantic Express 10.20 P. M., daily (flag)
WESTWARD.
Way Passenger, 8.38 A. M., daily
Mail, 2.H'.) p. m, dailyexceptSunday.
Milllintown Acc. daily excent Suiulav at fi.lnp.M.
'Pittsburg Kx. daily except Sunday (Hni) 11.33P. M.
NV.M. (J. KINO Audit.
D.
V. QUKjLEY & CO.,
WouM respeel fully Inform tlia public tilut they
liave opened u new
Saddlery &7wp
In nioomlleM, on Carlisle Street, two doors North
oi tlic Foundry, where tiiey will manufacture
HARNESS OF ALL KINDS,
Saddles, Jiridlcs, Collars,
and every thing usually kept In a llrst-class es
tablishment. Give us a cad before going else
where. to. FINE HARNESS a speciality.
REPAIRING done on short notice and at rea
sonable prices.
HIDES taken in exchange for work.
D. V. QUIGLEY & CO.
Blooinlleld, January 9, lb77.
Kfin AGENTS WANTED to eanvass for a
WU UKANU 1'ICTLKB. 22x28 inches, entitled
"TUB Il.l.USTHATEO I.OHD8 PllAYEK." AgelltS
are meeting with great success.
For particulars, address
11. M. C'KIDEK, Publisher,
48 ly York, Pa.
Removal.
The undersigned has removed his
Leather and Harness Store
from Front to Hieh street, near the Penn'a.,
Freight Depot, where he will have on hand, and
will sell at
REDUCED PRICES,
Leather and Harness of all kinds. Having good
workmen, and by buying at the lowest caA
prirm. l fear no competition.
Market prices paid In cash for Bark. Hides and
Skins. Thankful for past favors, 1 solicit a con
tinuance of the same.
P. 8. Blankets, Robes, and Shoe findings made
a speciality,
JOS. M. IIAWLEY.
Duncannon, Julyl9, 1870. if
gUlUTvISlNG!
JUST OPENED
A VARIETY STORE,
We Invite the Citizens of BLOOMFIELD and
vicinity, to call and examine our Stock of
ciioernii'S, qt'eensware, glassware
JIN WARE. A FULL VABIETVoF
NOTIONS, tie., &c, &c,
All of which we are selling at astonishingly
T-.OW PRICES.
(Jive us a call and KAVK MONEY, as we
are almost dlVlNU TIliNUS AWAY.
. Putter and Eggs taken In trade.
, . VALENTINE BLANK,
38 ly Went Main Street.
1 0B Ml IN TING of every description neatly
and promptly executed at Reasonable llak-i
at the Ulooinheld Times Steam Job Olllce.
DOLLY'S MISTAKE.
" T SU1
1 o'c
SUPPOSE I must call. Eleven
clock. The old gentleman said
I was not to stand upon ceremony, so I'll
run down to-dny. It Is dismally lone
some here, and somebody said the Law
lor girls were the belles of the place.
Who was It told me that Julia Lawlor
was the belle of Itushtown, and that
Dolly was the nicest little thing In the
world? I'll go down and prove the
assertion."
AH this In soliloquy, as Mr. Thomas
Bardell donned his daintiest walking
dress, drew on his lavender kids, put on
his glossiest silk hat over his crop of
curling hair, and surveying his hand
some, faultlessly-attired self in the long
mirror, sallied forth,
Rushtown was a collection of county
Beats, a mile from a populous borough,
and the Bardell Place was one of the
most stately of the many Buperb houses
of which it wbb composed. Thos. Bar
dell, my hero, was the nephew of the
late owner of the Bardell Place, and on
the death of that gentleman had inher
ited his entire property, greatly to his
own amazement, Mr. Julius Bardell, de
ceased, having quarreled with every re
lation he had in the world, and an
nounced his intention of leaving every
dollar to a charity.
That he did not, but relenting made a
will in his nephew's favor, brought Mr.
Thomas Bardell from a college in Ger
many, where he was finishing his edu
cation, to Itushtown.
He was twenty-four, an orphan, hand
some and talented, and had some pri
vate fortune before his uncle's death.
That he wits unspoiled, modest, and one
who held all women ns little lower than
the angels, may be attributed to the fact
that he hud a mother who was a trtio
Christian lady, who loved him, and
whose dentil, when he had just iittnined
manhood, was the heaviest sorrow of his
life.
Itushtown was an unexplored country
to my hero, but Dr. Lawlor being the
only physician in tho place, his resi
dence wits easily found.
The hall door stood open, the parlor
door was nlso stretched invitingly wide,
nnd after vainly waiting for the ring to
be answered, Mr. Bardell stepped inside
the vestibule.
A voice high above his head, and in
the parlor, called :
"Tom, is that you ?"
The speaker, Dolly Lawlor, whose
name, be it hero recorded, was Mabel,
but who bad been called Dolly from her
cradle, being at the top of a high step
ladder, scmhbln.!' the paint over a
French window, heard a voice say :
" H is Tom, certainly."
11 Hand meniy soap, that's a good fel
low." said Dolly, from the lofty perch
where she was seated, facing the back
window; "you know I am afraid to
look down or turn around on the ladder,
I am so sure to get kiddy."
" Where is the soap ?" came in a voice
niufllcd by laughing.
"Closedown by tho ladder, where it
has just dropped. Don't dare to laugh
tit me, Kir, for I tun in tho depths of af
fliction. Papa has invited the heir to
that splendid Bardell Place to drop in
without ceremony. Did you ever, and
wc just in the middle of spring clean
ing V So I left Jane to finish up stairs,
and came down myself to make tho
parlor decent. There goes my brush !
Hand it up; that's a dear."
The brush was handed up, Dolly not
daring to take her eyes from a level, al
ready feeling her head spinning with
giddiness.
"We can't bo grand, of course, and
the house will look mean enough after
Bardell Place, but wo can be clean," she
continued, scrubbing vigorously at the
paint. "And you know, Tom, he is
sure to full in lovo with Julia, and it is
such a splendid chance for her, poor
dear. She does so hate oureconomies.
She has gone over now to Mrs. Simp
son's to finish her new muslin, and she
can't help clean, because it will spoil
her hands, and they are so pretty. Julia
is lovely in blue, because her skin is so
fair, if her hair and eyes are dark. She
will just be perfect when she is rich,
Tom. I hope she will have him, and
papa and I can jog along forever. We
don't mind cheap things as poor Julia
does. There! That paint can't be
whiter. I'm coming down, and you can
move the ladder over to the other win
dow for mo, Tom."
But, cautiously descending the ladder,
Dolly only caught a fleeting glimpse of a
tall figure out at the garden gate.
"Well," bhe said, tugging at the
heavy ladder, " if Tom was in such a
hurry that he could not move the lad
der, he might at least have waited to say
good morning."
Then, being the sweetest-tempered of
women, though merely a passably pretty
girl, Dolly ascended the ladder ugalu,
and soon forgot Tom's rudeness In the
absorbing duties she had undertaken.
In the meantime Mr. Thos. Bardell,
shaking with laughter, wended his way
homeward, inwardly determining to
make his next call at Dr. Lawlor's
when Miss Dolly was less engrossed In
tho task of cleaning paint and the diffi
culty of maintaining her equilibrium.
" For that must have been Miss Dolly,
with the natty little boots, and pink cal
ico dress. She had lovely brown hair,
though I could not Bet her face."
The next call made by tho heir of the
Bardell Place found the parlor shining
with cleanliness, Miss Julia Lawlor, a
really beautiful girl, arrayed in the blue
muslin, at the piano, and Dolly, also in
blue muslin, knitting. The appearance
of the blue muslins was the result of
Thomas BordeH's apparently careless
intimation to busy Dr. Lawlor that he
intended to " drop in" that evening. For
a wonder the Doctor remembered the
fact, and the " Lawlor girls" were
arrayed to receive their guest.
Dolly, in half an hour, decided that
Bhe liked the new-comer very much in
deed, and that he would make a very
nice brother when he fell in love with
Julia and married her, as of course it
was his manifest destiny to do.
" For Julia Is really lovely," thought
unselfish little Dolly, "and when he
hears her sing he must lose his heart." 1
Apparently the singing was as power
ful a magnet as Dolly supposed it would
be, for scarcely a day or evening passed
that Mr. Bardell did not drop in. Tom
Lawlor, the Doctor's nephew and stu
dent, declared Bardell to be a first-class
fellow, and was always bringing him to
tea. Then the garden to the Bardell
Place, as summer came on, offered most
tempting opportunities for the presenta
tion of bouquets to the fair ladies at Dr.
Lawlor's. To be sure, Thomas Burdell
did not know that Julia's share always
adorned the parlor, while Dolly cries
over hers in her own room, and some
times pressed her rosy lips upon the
card of tho donor.
Silly little Dolly!
For she knew Mr. Bardell was falling
deeper and deeper in lovo with Julia.
Did lie not fairly haunt the house ? Did
ho not listen entranced when Julin
sung, even upsetting all the orderly ar
rangements of Dolly's work-box iu liis
abstraction.
Was not tho picnic on the Bardell
grounds, to which all the friends far and.
near had been invited, solely the result
of Julia's wisli to see the place ?
That picnic!
Somehow it Impressed itself upon
Dolly's mind that Thomas Bardell was
contemplating a proposal on that Juno
day, when he was to play host to all tho
peopluof Iiushtown.
She could not have told why she
thought so, nor why she resolved to ask
" papa" for permission to visit her aunt
in New York a few weeks. " Just to
give them u chance to lie alone," she
thought, and wondered what made her
heartthrob so very painfully at the
idea.
She made Julia look like an exquisite
picture, by wreathing field daisies un
der the rim of her chip hat, and fasten
ing her soft white lace at the throat
with a bunch of the same llowcrs.
Then (die dressed herself rather hasti
ly, having curled her sister's hair, and
otherwise made a Cinderella of herself.
She heard nothing of a dismayed ex
clamation in his father's study of:
" But bless my soul, Bardell, I can't
spare here! She is my right hand and
eyes ! She Is housekeeper and compan
ion nnd everything ! I thought it was
the other one you were "
And here the blundering, kind
hearted father stopped, hesitated, und
finally said :
"Well well, if she loves you, I will
not say nay, though I don't know what
I shall do when you take her away."
Then Thomas Bardell discovered that
it was fully time for him to go home
and receive his invited guests, and he
departed, not seeing the girls, and leav
ing the doctor In dire dismay.
" Dear me dear me," ho kept mutter
ing ; " why couldn't ho have fallen in
love with the other one?"
When the Lawlor carryall, driven by
Cousin Tom, drove into the avenue of
Bardell Place, Thomas Bardell, stand
ing upon the porch to receive ids guests,
thought his eyes had never rested upon
a lovelier vision than the daisy-wreathed
face of Julia Lawlor. The prettiest
pink tinge came to her cheeks as she ac
cepted his help in leaving the carriuge
and his arm to the house.
Dolly jumped out, "anyhow," as Tom
Lawlor said, and there was not the
faintest color upon her white cheeks,
though she talked and laughed gaily
enough.
But after the luncheon was over
Dolly found an opportunity to escape
alone, and strolled over to a rustic seat
overlooking a pretty lake, and com
pletely hidden by tall lilac bushes.
Here, with her useful little hands idly
clasped, she was looking straight before
her, thinking, when Thomas Bardell,
who had watched her flight, also strolled
down the path that led to the rustic
seat.
Dolly was thinking.
" It Is lovely here, and the house Is
splendid. Julia ought to bo very hap
py, but I wished she cared more for
him. All she looks forward to la the
splendor and freedom from money care.
But perhaps that Is best. I don't care
about money, and It must be for the best
for me to stoy at home and make it
cheerful and comfortable for papa. Julia
says I must come often to make her long
visits, but I don't think I can. I won
der "
And here little Dolly's hands clasped
each other In a tighter grasp, and her
very lips grew white as Bhe Wondered If
it was very wicked for her to feel such
an envious longing to have, not the
wealth, but the love of her future
brother-in-law.
" I'll soon conquer it," she thought,
miserably, when it's all settled. It is
this waiting that tries me."
She was not to wait much longer, for
the bushes parted near her, and present
ly Mr. Bardell startled her by saying :
" Are you dreaming, Miss Dolly?"
She blushed and smiled, answering :
" I was a little tired, and came down
here to rest."
" I am very tired, let me rest, too," he
snld, taking a seat beside her. " I think
this is the prettiest spot on the
grounds."
" Yes," Dolly said, faintly.wishlng he
would go away before she began to
cry.
' The house sadly wants one addition,'
said Mr. Bardell, looking straight before
him across the lake.
"It seemed to be perfect," Dolly
forced herself to say.
" Perhops it Is only in my eyes the
deficiency exists, but I think It wants
the presence of a gentle, loving woman,
and I know that I want a wife there.
Will you conic to brighten it, Dolly ?
Will you trust your happiness to me,
believing I will make It the first thought
of my life? Dolly, don't cry, dear;
your father gave me permission to sptak
to you."
There came some five minutes of
quiet bliss for two hearts, and Dolly's
tears were stopped with caresses. Pres
ently Mr. Bardell said, In answer to his
lady love's last remark :
"Julia! Oil, yes; she Is very hand
some, but, you see, before I saw her I
was already in love with you."
" Why, you saw us both at the same
time!"
" No ; when 1 fust sawyou, or, rather,
the arrangement of your black hair, you
were seated on tlie top of a step-ladder,
giving me distinct orders regarding soap
and scrubbing brushes."
"You!" cried Dully, and certainly
there was no lack of color in her checks
us she spuke. "You! I thought it was
Tom !"
11 So it, was Tom, my dear ?"
" it was too mean."
' 1 lor-t my heart then and there, sac
riliced a pair of lavender kids at tho
shrine of cleanliness, as sure as my
name was "
Tom !" said Dolly, laughing.
A Joko that was nut a Juke.
AND MBS. D. MAN X E RING,
ho live at Lorlmer and Jackson
streets, Williamsburg, have an only
daughter, Claru. Sho is a brunette, 17
years old, with bright black eyes and
dark curling hair that Hows in waves
over her slight but well developed figure.
She returned but a few weeks ago from
Orange county, New York, where sho
has been spending the summer. About
ten days since Mrs. Maunering, while
looking over the contents of Clara's
trunk, which had not yet been unpack
ed, discovered a scroll of parchment,
richly engraved and ornamented, and
held together by a blue ribbon, tied in
a true love knot. She opened and read
a certificate by the Bev. William H.
Williams, of Unlonville, Orange coun
ty, setting forth that John Brundage
and Clara Manncring wero married on
the 25th of August, 1877. Hardly able
to believe her eyes, Mrs. Maunering
questioned her daughter.
With some blushes Clara explained
that when two or three people came
together In the Catskills the favorlto
mode of amusement Is the performance
of a mock marriage. On the evening of
tho above dato she had attended a party
given at the house . of a young farmer
named Brundage. It was proposed that
she and the host, in accordance with tho
custom of tho country, should play at
being married. Accordingly sho stood
up with Mr Brundage before one of the
guests, who volunteered to play the part
of clergyman, and the pair were pro
nounced by him man and wife. Hardly
hud the words, " Whom Ood has joined
together, let not man put assuuder,"
been pronounced when Brundage, de
claring that the marriage was a real
one and not a sham, cluimed her as his
wife. Tho supposed bogus clergyman,
he said was. a minister of the Methodist
Episcopal Church, and tho ceremony he
had performed could not bo nullified
save by a di vorceobtalned by due process
of law. All this was dono in a Joking
way, however, and not even when the
got tho certificate of tho ceremony did
Clara reollze that the affair was not a
hoax. She brought the certificate home
with her ns a memorial of the mock
marriage, but, so she said, had forgotten
that there Was such a'thlng in existence
when her mother brought It to light.
Clara's story caused Mrs. Maniierlng
great perturbation of mind. She thouuht
her daughter's youth had been taken
advantage of, and that she was perhaps
bound for life to some undesirable and
ineligible person. Anxious to know
whether the pretended marriage was
valid, she consulted last Thursday with
one of the clerks in the Brooklyn City
Court, whom she mistook for the judge,
and was told to her horror that the cer
tificate set forth a legal marriage.
She immediately wrote to Mr. Burn
dage, and received in reply an agree
ment to annul the marriage if it proved
distasteful to her. He was ready, Mr.
Brundage Bald, to consider the ceremony
of the 25th of August real or a sham, as
his bride's parents determined. He loved
Clara, and wanted her to live with him
as his wife, but would not take advan
tage of the supposed joke unless she
wished to have It so. All the proceedings
and expense necessary to dissolve the
marriage he would take upon himself in
case Clara did not care to continue to be
Mrs. John Brundage. Through Inquiry
of friends living In Unlonville, Mrs.
Mannerlng learned that Mr. Brundage
was well off, possessing a good farm and
being abundantly aide to support a wife,
besides being heir to considerable prop
erty. He was, she was informed, a most
desirable match,and her daughter might
go further and fare worse.
"I'd just as leaf It would be a real
marriage," she said, shaking her curls.
Mrs. Maunering did riot seem to have
formed any plans for the future. Brun
dage had not yet visited his bride in her
home, and there seemed to be no hurry
about coming to a decision. Clara, she
continued, was yet too young to think
of marriage, hut if Mr. Brundage would
wait twb or three years before he claims
her, she might make no opposition.
" Dank You, f.'iue Frient."
A good story is told by the Marquette
(Mich). Mininy Journal of a former res
ident of Negaunee, now living in Col
orado. He was an explorer of ;.onie
note, and was one day digging at the
foot of a mountain in Boulder county,
when a Teutonic gentleman came along
and inquired :
" My goot frient, vat "Sou pcen do
deer ?"
" Oh, I'm only scratching around to
see what I can find,"
" Veil, miiio frient, I dond't know
pretty much by (lis expiorin' pisncss;
uitver dond't you could dell me e:o I
gould. vhul me a golt mine right away
guick ?"
" Oil, you just find a big pine tree and
go to digging in it4 shadow, and you'
find what you want."
" Dank'you, mine frient," and the
(icrman went a little wnv im f 1
tain, found the shadow of :i pine tree
uiui went io tugging, jna snort timf
he found what is now the celubruted
Melvina Mine, and now our Negauneeito
is slicing for an interest iu the vulua'ole
property, on tho grouud that he gave
the information that led to the dis
covery. Sensible Almost to the Lsst.
Mr. and Mrs. Tom Mulcaby lived on
a farm. They wero shrewd, thrifty and
had the reputation of being " close."
Finally Mrs. Mulcaby sickened and was
about to die. Finding herself Hearing;
tho end, sho expressed a desire to put
things in order before that event occur
red, and old Tom prepared to listen.
" Tom," said Mrs. Mulcaby, " there's
Mrs. Smith, up at tliecrossing, she owes
me SI. 80 for butter ; see ye git it."
" Sinsible to the last, my dear ; sensi
ble to the last," said Tom. " I'll get it."
" Then there's Mrs. Jones, up at the
creek, she owes me $1.50 for chickens."
" Ah I look at that, now, for a moind,
she forgets nothing."
" And Mrs. Brown, in the village, she
owes me for milk."
" D'ye hear that ? Sinsible to the
last ; sinsible to the last. Goon, my
Dear."
"And and
"Yis?"
"And Mrs. Roberts, at the toll-gate, I
owe her "
" Ah ! poor dear I poor dear!" broke
In Tom hastily ; " how her moind does
be wondering ! Sure we've allowed her
to talk too much, entirely, so we have."
C2" A woodman in Austin, Nev., has
named his team of eight oxen after
leading citizens of the place. Every
day he Is heard shouting to them like
this, except that ho alio uses profanity :
" Gee there, John Lyons ; whoa, Dr.
Sheridan, you blamed lazy beast; haw,
there, Colonel Price, or I'll break every
bone In your durned lazy body ; git up,
Squires!" Then he whacks the minis
ter with the butt of the whip, and
throws a stone ut the bank president.
i