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VOL. XII.4
NEW BLOOMFIELD, lV., TUESDAY, FEUKUARY 3 5), 18TB.
NO. 8.
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geleift Poeti'y.
ANO YET.
Vou would not think her cheeks were blooming
rose i (
No line of pearls her beaming smile discloses)
No delicate perfumes around ber hover
And yet I love her.
She rivals not the sun In dazzling brightness
8be steps not like the fawn with fairy lightness;
Iter eyes resemble not the stars above hert
And yet I love her I
Vo waving tresses fall In rich profusion
No classic form, half hidden by Illusion
No brilliant fancy could I e'er discover j
1 ' And yet I lover her !
Tor the Is truly sensible and good
And all the charms that make true Woman
! hood,
Unite In her t nd she loves me moreover
- And so I love her I
Besides that she's my mother.
THE PREYING MAN.
" I do not like to hear him pray,
Who loans at twenty-five per cent.
For then I think the borrower may
Be pressed too pay for food and rent.
And In that book we all should heed,
Which says the lender shall be blest,
As sure as I have eyes to read,
It does not say ' take Interest.' "
" I do not like to hear him pray,
On bended knees about an hour,
For grace to spend aright the day,
Who knows his neighbor has no flour
I'd rather see him to the mill,
And buy the luckless brother bread,
And see his children eat their fill,
And laugh beneath their humble shed."
JENNIE BDRSTON'S PLOT.
" W' CLEMENT 1 cannot honestly
j nay I am eorry Uncle Job be
queathed his estate to me. Money is a
very useful article, and I, who have so
long struggled with poverty, am the last
man to scorn It," said Alario Warring
ton to his friend Clement Totterdell, as
the two sat smoking in the former's
room one balmy evening late in May.
"Then why did you say that you
were not sure it was a subject for con
gratulation ?" asked Clement
" Because I fear it may make me sel
flsh, uncharitable, suspicious"
" Come, come, Al 1 That won't do.
The idea of you, of all men, becoming
an old curmudgeon is preposterous 1
Why, you would give away your head if
it was not fastened on securely. And as
for being suspicious, any . poor wretch
with a long face and a pitiful tale could
impose on you, unless you have altered
wonderfully in the two years I have
been abroad."
" What I meant was was It sounds
awfully conceited, but I fear this money
will"
"Oh! I see: you fear the girls will
love you for your purse alone. There is
some sense in that, for, now you speak
of it, I wondered why Mrs. Robertson
had so suddenly become aware of all
your excellences. I came on from New
York in the same car with her, and eight
or ten of her daughters, and she talked
of nothing blit ' dear Alaric,' and what
a fine fellow he was. I had not heard of
your windfall, and I confess it puzzled
me. How she used to snub us when we
were both poor medical students."
" Perhaps it is foolish, but I cannot
forget those slights, now that she, aud
one or two others, think it advisable to
seek my acquaintance. Judge Harvey
and Mrs. Lloyd have both begged me to
spend the summer with them.'
" You are going to do bo, of course ?"
"Not much! I am going to some
quiet country place where no one ever
heard of Uncle Job or his money"
" I say, Al, I have an idea ! Let's go
to Oak Grove for the summer"
"Why to Oak Grove? Where Is it ?"
" It is about fifty miles from Z :
a great many people went there tost
summer on account of some very won
derful springs. I heard an American
family lauding it to the skies when I
was in Rome last Christmas. Neither
you nor I know a soul in Z ; so if
we were to go there, pretending that I
was the wealthy young bachelor, we
might have a chance to find out which
theZ girls prefer, a heavy purse,
or good looks and manly accomplish
ments. What do you say ?"
The Idea rather pleased Alario War
rington : even he, who possessed as little
vanity as any handsome man of flve-and-twonty
in all our broad land, could
not deny that nature had done more for
him than for Clement Totterdell, and he
felt a romantic desire to try the experi
ment suggested in his friend's Inst
words.
"Agreed!" he exclaimed. "You
shall have the credit and the full benefit
of Uncle Job's money. I will proclaim
myself only a young physician, ordered
to Oak Grove on account of ill health
from too close attention to my studies.
That will be no lib either: Dr. Galen
told me the very day Uncle Job died
that I was working too hard, and must
take a rest this summer."
Some quick-wilted genius had discov
ered two or three springs in Oak Grove,
whose limpid waters were certainly ill
smelling and nasty tasting enough to be
the most valuable medicated drink.
Judicious advertising and a discreet use
of free tickets from Z bad made
the pretty little village quite a summer
resort. Two new hotels had sprung up
like Jonah's gourd, and had not our two
friends gone thither very early in the
season, about the middle of June, both
these capacious caravanserles must have
turned them away, or stowed them lb
the attic.
Perhaps it was because Clement was
so very particular about their rooms,
perhaps because he, and not Alaric, had
an impish little valet who had a grand
idea of his master's importance, or
perhaps because the two carriages, the
eight or nine horses and their at
tendants, and the coachman, made their
appearance in his name, that the pro
prietor of the Piute House (the largest,
newest, shiniest of the two large, new,
shiny hotels) concluded that be was a
young man of boundless wealth, who
had come to Oak Grove for the waters,
bringing his physician with him.
Such, at any rate, wajs the tale which
spread like wild-fire all through the
Piute House the evening that Clement
and Alario arrived there. The only
topic of conversation in the parlors that
evening was Clement.
" Have you seen the wealthy Mr.
Totterdell V" and, "Oh, do tell me if
that millionaire who has arrived is mar
ried I" were the staple questions of the
evening. .
The two young men made their first
appearanoe at breakfast the next morn
ing. The young ladles were, at first,
somewhat disappointed to learn that
the tall, broad-shouldered, graceful man,
with curling brown hair, silken mus
tache, and soft, velvety brown eyes, that
seemed capable of saying more than any
other man's Hps, was " only" Dr. War
rington ; and that the reputed million
aire was he who stood scarcely five feet
ten in his boots, was unfortunate enough
to have only ordinary dark-brown, al
most black hair,, guiltless of wave or
curl, mustache and beard of the Bathe
hue, and gray eyes, in short, was not
the sort of young man a girl ever 'raves'
over ou account of his looks, although
he was by no means a bad, looking fel
low. Among the summer boarders at the
Piute House were Mrs. Belling, her
daughter Camilla, and her niece Bessie
Purvlance, from Philadelphia, and Mrs.
Burn ton and niece Jenny, from New
York. These ladles occupied rooms on
the same floor aud seats at the same
table, hence they had become tolerably
well acquainted iu ten days which bod
elapsed since their simultaneous ar
rival. " Look!" exclaimed Jenny Burston,
as Alario and " the millionaire" entered
the room the morning after their ar-
rlnl. " There are the strangers : the tall
one Is the doctor, and the other one Is
Mr. Totterdell."
" How do you know ?" asked Camilla.
" I asked our worthy landlord to de
scribe them to me a little while ago, and
he said, 1 Mr. Totterdell a'n't no great
for looks, kind o' short and dark, but
the doctor now Is a powerful handsome
fellow, and nigh onto two Inches taller
than I be.' So I now know which Is
which."
" I hope we will get Introduced to
them. Jenny, you're smart, enn't you
contrive it?" suggested Mrs. Burston, In
her harsh, unpleasant voice.
" Don't you bother your head, Aunt
Mary , It will be all right," replied Jenny,
shortly.
Jenny Burston could be very agreea
ble ; for the first few dnys Mrs. Helling
liked ber, and pitied her for being tied to
such an uncultivated woman ns Mrs.
Burston, but now and then the girl
would utter some piece of coarse slung,
some uulady-llke sentiment, or 'would
be unwarrantably rude and cross to her
aunt, and then Mrs. Belling would de
termine to associate with her as little as
possible.
The three girls attracted the attention
of Clement and Alaric : they had come
to the Piute well recommended,So before
night-fall they had made ' the ac
quaintance of the young ladles and their
chnperoncs.
Mrs. Belling was not a mercenary
woman : she had a handsome fortune
in her own right, and needed not to
angle for a rich husband for her only
daughter. She was, however, very
willing that Camilla buouUI receive the
various attentions that Clement offered
her ; and when she, came to know him
well, and see that his reputed wealth
was by no means his only virtue or at
traction he possessed, she allowed her
self to erect some castles in the air, with
him as their corner-Btone.
The glorious summer days went by all
too quickly for some of the transient
denizens of Oak Grove. Bides, drives,
picnics, croquet parties, boating, fishing
dancing, filled up the sunny days, and
the dewy, perfumed nights. Clement
Totterdell was in his glory : no young
lady but thought herself honored by
his smiles, no matron but paid him
court on behalf of some fair charge ;
and he, laughing in his sleeve, accepted
all their homage gravely, and gave him
self as many airs as if be had been all
their fancy painted him.
Alaric, too, was enjoying himself.
His good looks, his value as a fine
dauoer, perfect oarsman, aud a more than
tolerably good musician, made him a
great acquisition to Oak Grove society ;
nevertheless, he fully realized that he
was by no means the beau, the eligible,
that Clement was. Bessie Purvlance and
Jenny Burston were really the only two
girls who appeared to prefer his society
to Clement's. Of these two Bessie was
decidedly his favorite, but he saw less of
her than of Jenny. Bessie was penni
less, aud her aunt, thlnkiug it her duty
to see that she made a good marriage,did
all she could to keep her out of Alarlc's
way.
" I must act a mother's part to her,"
Mrs. Belling said to Mrs. Leonard, one
day when the latter lady had intimated
that Bessie seemed to admlie the young
doctor. " If she was wealthy, it would
be different, for Dr. Warrington is un
doubtedly a very fine young man ; but I
cannot allow her to sacrifice herself this
year for romance, and next year blame
me for her misery."
" Whut a pity he hud not a part of bis
friend's property."
" Yes, it is a pity," said Mrs. Belling,
honestly ; " but of course I caunot force
Bessie and Mr. Totterdell to funcy one
another simply because the one's lack of
gold is complemented by the other's su
perfluity." " I presume the Burs ton's are in easy
circumstances. Miss Jenny and the
doctor are certainly having a fine flirta
tion, and Mrs. Burston apparently ap
proves of it. She does not look like a
girl who would appreciate love in a
cottage."
. "No; a brown stone front would be a
fitter residence for the blind god, in her
estimation. But perhaps I am unjust.
I do not like the girl, and yet I hardly
dare say bo, for fear that people will say
I am jealous of her beauty. She cer
tainly outshines CamllU and Bessie."
Mrs. Belling spoke truthfully. Her
daughter and niece were graceful, well
bred, sweet-voiced girls of nineteen and
twenty ; their hair, matching to a shade,
was the color of a ripe chestnut; their
eyes, true, honest gray ; their feet tnd
hands well formed, but neither too large
nor too small. They were bolh of the
type that does not always shine the
brightest In the ball-room, but reserves
its brilliance for home life. They were
as well versed in kitchen lore as In sci
ence, politics, music and art. In short,
they were born to be loving daughters,
idolized wives, and tender mothers. Can
prnise be greater ?
Jenny Burston was cast in a different
mould ; taller than either Camilla or
Bessie, she was also more stylish in ap
pearance and dress. Her hair was golden
very golden luxuriant, and always
fashionably dressed ; her complexion
was excellent Bessie and Camilla whis
pered " rouge and Bloom of Youth,"
when in the secrecy of their own' rooms;
her eyes were blue, and her eyelashes
and eyebrows several shades darker than
her hair. But even Camilla and Bessie
could not accuse her of coloring these.
She liked Dr. Warrington's society, and
thought it no shame to evince her pref
erence openly. He was her companion
in rides and walks, and ber partner in
the ball-room. If he did not seek her,
she did not hesitate to seek him, in a
delicate, lady-like way, and he never re
pelled her advances.
One warm August evening there had
been a danoe on the lawn in front of the
Piute House.
" By Jove, Al I" exclaimed Clement,
late that night, when the two were
alone, " I have done an awfully shabby
thing. I ought to have known better,
but I didn't stop to think."
" What have you done now?" asked
Alaric, who had been wondering, some
what sadly, why Bessie Purvlance per
slated in avoiding him on all occasions.
; " I've gone and made a fool of myself
about Miss Camilla Belling, forgetting
that I haven't a dollar to call my own.
I ought to be hung."
" Proposed her, you mean V"
"No, thank Heaven! I succeeded in
stopping short of that madness, though
I came awfully near it. I have been
fool enough to fall head and ears in love
with her ; and, as of course I can't mar
ry on nothing a year, I must pack up,
and be off before my midsummer mad
ness completely masters me."
" Do you think she cares "
" I don't kaow," answered Clement,
hastily, the tell-tale blood dyeing his
honest face a brilliant crimson. "I
didn't ask of course not ! Only I must
get away before she for fear"
"Yes, yes, I see!" answered Alaric.
" Our little plan has worked finely ; you
have proved the efficacy of gold, and I
have played second fiddle !"
"You forget Miss Jenny!"
" No, I don't. Exceptions prove the
rule ! She and her aunt are the only
unmercenary people here, i; at least
have found one honest heart," answered
Alaric.
" Yes," replied Clement, " but I must
leave this place at once."
" Not to-morrow, Clement. You for
get that you have Invited a large party
to a moonlight dance on Emerald Island.
Walt until the day after, and we will
go together."
The moonlight dance on Emerald
Island was a thing to be remembered.
The lawn in front of that rustic cottage
on that charming islet was as smooth
and soft as If each spear of grass had
been laid in its place by fairy fingers;
the cottage, the tiny grove at its rear,
the banner-drapped stand for the musi
cians, and the refreshment tent, were
brilliantly illuminated by hundreds of
gay-colored Chinese lanterns. The night
was balmy, and the sky cloudless ; the
full moon sailed through the blue vault
in brilliant grandeur.
Clement, in his capacity as host, was
indefatigable and Impartial in his atten
tions. He danced the first waltz with
Bessie, the second with Jenny, and the
third with Jessica Rogers, the plainest,
most unattractive girl present ; then he
requested the honor of Camilla's hand,
but she was engaged for half a dozen
dances by this time, and, vexed at his
unusual neglect, was not sorry that such
was the case. She treated him with af
fected indifference, and the two did not
meet until their faces were turned homeward.
Alario had sent Jenny Burston, that
morning, a very beautiful bouquet; ac
companying was a note much more
tender in Its tone than usual, and signed,
" Your true lover, Alaric." Both note
and flowers were triumphantly exhibit
ed to Bessie Irt less than ten minutes
after they were received ; and coupled
with Alarlc's devotion to Jenny on the
Island, spoiled Bessie's pleasure for the
evening; for, In spite of her aunt's
warnings and watchtngs, she had given
her whole heart to the handsome young
doctor.
Jenny Burston was a very careless
young lady ; if there was a nail, a splin
ter, or a thorn within six feet, she was
sure to tear some of her numerous ruf.
fles or flounces ; and so it happened this
evening. She wore a delicate blue
organdy muslin, and while waltziug wis
unfortunate enough to whisk her volu
minous skirt over a plank In the musi
cians' stand, and tear the lower flounce
half way off.
Summoning her aunt to her aid, she
repaired to the cottage, to repair the
damage as well as pins could do It.
Alario saw her as she went through the
brightly lighted door-way, and threw
himself down on a bench on the porch
to await her return. Unknown to him
self or to Jenny, he had chanced to sit
close to the open window of the dressing
room, and. Jenny's voice being rather
loud, overheard the following conver
sation :
" Dear me, Jane, you are the care
lessest girl ! You tear every rag you
put on your back. Here's this span new
organdy just ruined !" said Mrs. Burs
ton. " Oh, confound the old thing," replied
Jenny, sharply. " Who cares ? When
I am Mrs. Warrington I won't wear
any such flimsy trash as this, you may
bet your life on it!"
" Has he proposed yet ?"
" No, but he's been awful spoony ; I
will lead him up to the scratch before we
go borne. But just think how mad that
Belling crowd will be when the cat is
out of the bag ! They snubbed War
rington, and run after Totterdell.tn such
a public way, that it will be an awful
blow when they find what a trick those
fellows are playing !"
"Totterdellls In love with Camilla
evidently. ,
" Yes, and she with him. That little
Bessie Purvlance is just dead in love
with Warrington, although she really
believes that he is poor. You ought to
have seen her face when I showed her
Al's note this morning! Didn't you
see how red her eyes were at dinner
time ? Never mind ; they'll be redder
yet when she finds that the money is
his, and be is mine. Do hurry, Ann,
you are the pokiest thing !"
I dare say it was very dishonorable in
Alaric Warrington to listen quietly to
the above, but he did it. Then, rising
quietly, with a smile on his face, he
turned his footsteps toward Mossy
Spring, about a dozen yards back of the
cottage, where Bessie Purvlance was
sitting, listening to the strains of music
from the band, the cricket's melancholy
chirp, and the solemn croak of some in
visible frog. In spite of the gayety
around her, her heart was very heavy,
and her eyes were suspiciously bright
" Is this Miss Purvlance ? or is it some
fair dryad to whom all these fl re-flies
are paying homage?" said Alaric, sud
denly. " O Dr. Warrington, how you startled
me! I did not hear you coming,"
answered Bessie.
"Then, as you are Miss Purvlance,
and not a dryad, why are you here In
solitary state? It Is cruel in you to
leave your partners desolate," said,
Alaric, seating himself on a smooth
stone near her.
"I might answer your question,
Yankee fashion, by asking another:
why have you deserted your partners ?"
"I came in search of you."
"Nonsense!"
" You didn't know I was here!"
"But I did though! You slipped
away from your cousin about ten min
utes ago. I was watching you. Do you
think I fail to know your where
abouts ?"
Alarlc's tone brought a blush to
Bessie's cheek, and a smile to her lip.
She exclaimed,
What a lovely night I and what a