1 l . bid in 7 jmuiN itvr xNsWji,i mm. t i .Li ii i iiii l.i.i ii i r- II N il '. - ;-.V ..,. .... ...... . ...I. VOL. XII. NEW BLOOMFIELD, IJA.., TUESDAY, DECEMBER lO, 1878. NO. 50. umm THE TIMES. An Independent Family Newspaper, 18 PUBLIBUBD SVEHT TUESDAY BT F. MORTIMER & CO. Ull8UltnTION 1' It I C K , (WITHIN TUB COUNTT.) (Hie Year tl 2 Blx Mouths 75 (OUT Of THH COCRTT.) One Year. (Pcntaite Included) tl fO Six Months, (Postage Included) 85 Invariably lu Advance I W Advertising rates furnished upon appll cation. Beledt Poetry. A SIMILAR CASE. Jack, I hear you've gone and done It. Tea, I know most fellows will Went and tried It once myself, sir, Though you see, I'm single still. And you met her did you tell mc 1 Down at Newport last July, And resolved to ask the question At a soiree ? So did I. I suppose you left the ball-room With its music and Its light For they say love's flame Is brightest In the darkness of the night. Well, you walked along together, Overhead the starlit sky, And I'll bet old man, confess it Tou were frightened. Bo was I. Bo you strolled along the terrace, Saw the summer moonlight pour All Us radiance on the waters As they rippled on the shore j Till at length you gathered courage, When you saw that none were nigh Did you draw her close and tell her That you loved her ? So did I. Well, I needn't ask you further, And I'm sure I wish you joy. Think I'll wander down and see you When you're married eh, my boy 1 When the honeymoon is over, And you're settled down, wo'U try What t The deuce you say ! Rejected, Tou rejected t Bo was 1. STOLEN FROM THE GRAVE, OR The Doctor's Wife. CONTINUED. "W rilAT do you mean V" she de manded. " Mrs. Paulier became sick from her devoted attention to her, and her death was in consequence of that Bickness. Of course you could not help it if the apoth ecary made a blunder; but still, the fuct stands that she came to her death in this house, and that she would not have died if she had not come here." Mrs. Burkhardt's haughty black eyes were fixed keenly on her cousin while she spoke, and continued steadily to re gard her for a moment after she had ended. Then she drew along breath, and turned decidedly away. " The child must go," she said. And the very next day the child went. It was always a Joyful time for Miss Fairfield when the family were away. She was freed from the watchful eyes that were ever on the lookout lest she should lower the family dignity, and, being the only one In the house who was not a servant, felt her own consequence vastly Increased. Perhaps the only time when she felt the pride of blood, or ever really upheld the pretensions of the house of Burkhardt, was when she alone was left to staud against hirelings. Mrs. Conners, the housekeeper, was still in vited to her room, but instead of un bending quite to her, and whispering trembling confidences, with one eye on the door, Miss Fairfield received her vis itor with gracious condescension, and even while gossiping, contrived to let the woman feel that she should not pre sume to consider herself an equal. 44 1 feel very uneasy," she said, one evening, about a week after the doctor's wedding. 44 What it is, I don't know, but I've been thinking of that poor Mrs. Paulier all day. Last night I dreamed of her. I hope that nothing has hap pened to the child." 44 It Is odd how you do take to that lit tle girl, the housekeeper said. 4' And it is two years now since you saw her." 44 1 am of a grateful disposition," re plied the invalid, drawing herself up ft little. 44 Ingratitude is a vice of lowi minds. I never forget a lipnellt. That child's mother nursed me like a sister- no, not like any sister I ever hud, like an ancrel. I should sitv. To be sure she was hired ; but that signifies nothing.' Money doesn't buy affection, nor Buch tender care lis she gave nie. For two nights I sullered agonies, and yet noth ing could be done for me. I have suller ed so before and Bince, and my nurse al ways goes to sleep. What Is the use of remaining awake when nothing can be doner1 Bo while I groan, she snores. But Mrs. Paulier was different. She sat by nie, she spoke softly and soothingly, she wiped the perspiration from my face, she made me think that there was one, at least, who could not sleep while I sullered. No child could be more ten der to a mother. Besides, though she had wages, she was not a common per son, she was a lady. I know a lady when I see her, and Mrs. Paulier was of gentle blood. Blio bore all the murks. There wasn't a coarse fibre in her. In deed, she intimated as much to nie, and gave me clearly to understand that with her nursing, wasalabor of love and that she wouldn't take care of everybody. 41 1 suppose she went to thoBe who sent for her," said the housekeeper, somewhat Btiflly, feeling herself touch ed by those distinctions of gentle and plebeian in those who work for a llv ing. 14 By no means!" replied Miss Fair field, with spirit. 44 She was a friend of Doctor Malcome's, in the city, and he mentioned to her any plucea where he thought she would like to go. It hap pened oddly enough that he died while she was here. I think he knew about her family and affairs, and would have done something for the child if he had lived. She had only been out to nurse twice before she came here, once to poor dear Mrs. Gen. Sttmmerville when she broke her leg getting out of her car riage, and once to Mrs. Governor Smal ley'g when she lost her little girl. In both cases there was a servant to do work under the nurse, and Mrs. Paulier was quite like one of the family." 44 It was an awful thing," said the house-keeper, irrelevantly. Miss Fairfield shuddered. 44 Yes," she said, following the other's tack. 44 And I think that apothecary ought to have been arretted, and so I told Cousin Barbara and Doctor Mars ton. But they didn't like the eclat of such a thing. If anything should hap pen to bring the matter out, It would have an awkward look. It certainly was our duty to complain." 44 I'm Bure Mrs. Burkhardt did every thing that could be done," the house keeper said, testily. 44 It would have been putting herself out a good deal to have a trial, and it would have been a shame for such a lady to have to go into court and testify, and have her name in the daily papers, and be questioned and cross-questioned by lawyers. Besides, It would have done no good. Then, that poor Mr. Somes never put up a dose of medicine afterward, and he almost went crazy about the mistake he had made. Tom Somes says it was the death of him." 44 But supposing the trial had been dropped," Miss Fairfield said, yielding to these arguments ; 4,there was no need of sending that dear child to the poor house. It was a shame, if Cousin Bar bara did do it. That little girl was just what I want, and would have been like an own duughterto me. If I could walk, I would have gone to see her this very day." The housekeeper said nothing. She was jealous of this child whom both her mistress and Miss Fairfield seemed to make of far too much consequence; but she knew too well how very much stronger Miss Fairfield was In promise than in performance, and hud little fear of a visitation of paupers. 44 1 feel so uneasy," the Invalid said again after a silence; 44 1 do believe I urn superstitious about that child and her mother. It seems as though they haunt me. Let uu have tea, Mrs. Conners,and see if that will drive off these vapors." The curtains were drawn away to let in all the soft May twilight, and a round table was set up to the invalid's sofa. The housekeeper rang a bell, and In a few minutes the housemald,theonly female servant left In the place, appear ed with a waiter, bearing supper for the two. Under the genial influence of tea, toast and Jam, the housekeeper's temper softened, and Miss Fairfield's spirits brightened. Both felt more inclined for an old-fushloned, confidential gossip. 44 1 think it strunge that Barbara does not write," Miss Fairfield said, laying down her napkin and sinking back among her pillows. " I'm ufruld she is not pleased with her visit. When mut ters go rightly, she sends letters in clouds. She always likes to communi cate good news." 44 Yes," said the housekeeper, cautious ly, perceiving that something was com Ing, and anxious lest she should frighten awuy the little news-bird if she suid too much. 44 Of course you huve the Interest of the family ut heart, and are perfectly trustworthy in regard to ull their af fairs," the ludy continued, in a confi dential tone. 44 Certainly," said the other, expan sively ; "I've been here now ten years, and If it wcro my own mother and chil dren, 1 couldn't be more bound up in 'em. Mrs. Burkhurdt knows that I'd stick to the family through thick and thin. I'm sure I've kept mum about Mrs. Puulier,aud shull to my dying duy. And us to the way Muster Clarence does curry on sometimes, red-hot irons could not draw it from me." 44 You're a faithful creature," Miss Fairfield said, affectionately, 44 and we all think the world of you. Cousin Bar bara considers you a treasure. I only wish she were as well satisfied with Mr. Stanley." 44 He's a relation of hers, Isn't he?" asked the housekeeper, after a puuse,see ing Hint something was expected of her. 4,Oh, yes!" was the answer ofMlBa Fairfield now thoroughly under way. 41 He is second cousin to Barbara on her mother's side, as I am on her father's, and he is the millionaire of the family. He Is very eccentric, and dresses and looks more like a pauper than a gentle man. When he was here years ago, she was tried bulf to death. But after all he is a good soul, though the greatest tyrant in creation. It was he who bought this place, you know. That was sixteen years ago, when Barbara was first mar ried ; and he wouldn't let her have it unless she promised thut it should al ways be called Hose Hull. He named it after his first love. They say that when he was twenty years old he fell in love with a cousin of his, and that he never got over it. The poor thing died." 44 Quite romantic!" remarked Mrs. Conners, deslrouB to please. 44 Yes. There is, indeed, an element of romance in the family," said the ancient maiden, with a look of myste rious consciousness. 44 He Isn't the only one who lias remained single in conse quence of a disappointment. Well, as I was Buying, Mr. Stanley lives in Eng land. His father and uncle went there when they were young men, and enter, ed into the tea-trade, making them. Belves rich beyond count. The brothers died, and Mr. Stanley, who was the only one left of the two families, inherited their property." 44 So Mrs. Stanley gave Mr. Burkhardt this place?" said the housekeeper. 44 Well-yes. That is, he Just the same as gave it to her. When Barbara wrote him that she was going to be mar ried, he came over. Her family were not rich, but Mr. Burkhardt's was. Of course, among people of our class riches are not considered to he of supreme im portance as they are among parvenus, but still Barbara wished to make a good appearance. They lived very elegantly in town.but there were seven girls, aud it takes a large fortune to fit out seven girls. Well, Mr. Stanley came, and he was most gen erous. He gave Barbara a good deal of money, and kept buying presents for her. Between you and I, though, I do not think that lie took a great fancy to her. Cousin Barbara is a very fine lady, but she has not a winning manner. That must have been the reason why he acted so oddly afterward. But he took a liking to Burkhardt, and when he fouudhlm inclined to. enter the tea- trade, made him his partner in a branch house here. I've heard It said that he gave Barbara ten thousand dollars In presents. Riding out of town one day, he saw this place, and took a fancy to it. A Mr. Bertram hud just built It and failed. Mr. Stanley bought it on the spot. Of course everybody thought that he meant to come here and live, and I believe myself that such was his Inten tion at first. But after he had furnish ed the house, and got a troop of men;at work on the grounds, ho suddenly changed his mind, and invited Barbara and her husband to live in it, rent free, till he should cull for it. So it bus gone on ever since. Ho has paid the taxes, and they have lived in the house. At first it was as much as they could afford to keep up the establishment; but Mr. Burkhardt soon got rich, and then one of the first things he did was to offer to buy the place. Mr. Stanley wrote that lie wasn't going to sell It, aud asked them why they couldn't be content to live in it just as though it were their own. Of coarse he means to give it to them, for he hasn't chick nor child, and must be about sixty years of age. But he won't give them the least satisfac tion about it, and seems to like to keep them In suspense. It isn't likely he would think of coming here to live at this late day, and it is still less likely thut he would sell the place to any one else and turn Barbara out after she hud made the Hall her home for so many years." 44 Then it doesn't belong to them, after all," was the housekeeper's con clusion. "Certainly It does I" exclaimed the lady, sharply ,somewhat alarmed at hav ing gone so far in her tale-telling. 41 It is merely a form that stands In the way of their title. To lisp such a thing would be as much as your placets worth. Cousin Barbara has gone to England on thut business now. If she can see and talk with Mr. Stanley, she can persuade him to make the place over to her. Be sides, they are rich enough to buy an other as fine as this, if such a place could be found." 44 How long is it since Mr. Stanley was here lust!"' the housekeeper In quired. 44 Sixteen years. He came when Bar bara was married, and that was sixteen years next month. She was married in a while satin dress with point-lace flounces, and had six brldemaids." There was silence for a while then. The housekeeper had heard time and again the particulars of Mrs. Barbara Burkhardt's wedding, and the grand do. ingson that occasion. Presently she took another tack. 44 Perhaps the things that the nurse left might tell who her friend are," she said. 44 1 saw a beautiful miniature about her neck." 44 There was nothing that, would af ford a clew," the Invalid replied. 41 The miniature was of her husband, who died long ago. She herself showed it to me one day. The ring and watch were very old, though nice, and were prob ably given her by her husband. She told me that she had no near relations, and that no one was under any obliga tions to help her. 44 Since her husband died, she had been living as companion to an old lady. The old lady died, leaving her fortune to some public charities, and Mrs. Paulier found herself homeless. It was there that she told Doctor Malcome, the old lady's physician, that she would go out nursing. Oh, there's no one who would take care of her, but if her connections were found, they might take the child out of the poor-house. I thought that the poor thing wanted to say something when she died, but she couldn't speak She took my hand though, and put the Child's iu it, and I understood that she wanted me to befriend her. Dear me!" cried the invalid, with nervous impa tience, 44 1 do feel so anxious about thut child. To-morrow morning I want Beatty to go down and ask how she aud curry some cake to her. Perhaps I will have her to come up and see me." Mrs. Conners lifted her eyebrows, but said nothing, and the two sat a while listening to the soft clash of flowery branches that were stirred by the light breeze, and the fall of a brook that flow. ed visible through the dale below. Pres ently the sound of carriage wheels min gled with these softer noises, and came nearer. No longer on the publio road, it turned up the avenue toward the Hall and slowly approached. 44 Bless me!" cried the housekeeper, starting up, 44 who can be coming here to-night V" 4 It can't bo any visitor," Miss Fair field replied, listening attentively. 44 Everybody knows that the family have been gone these three months." Their cogitations were interrupted by a loud peal of the bell, and by impatient voices outside. The two women looked each other In the face for a moment at the sound of those voices ; then the housekeeper rushed out of the room and down-stairs. Miss Fairfield seldom walked, but spent the greater part of her time on a sofa ; but she managed to get up and fol low Mrs. Conners to the head of the stairs. The outer door was opened as she reached the balusters,and the first words she heard were in Mrs. Burkhardt's rich but sharp voice. 44 For mercy's sake, were we not ex pected, Mrs. Conners V" Miss Fairfield shivered as if she had just received a cold douche, and, stealing noiselessly back to her ownlrooin,sllent ly shut the door. Her hour of freedom was over. She was lady of the manor no longer ; aud, what was worse, the real lady had re turned in ill temper. She sealed her self, and considered in what manner she could possibly be responsible for the mis take which evidently existed. She had hardly begun to puzzle over the subject, when the door of the sitting-room was flung unceremoniously open, and a lady came flouncing In. 44 How do you do, Cousin Margaret V I must beg permission to sit here a while since not another room in the house is habitable. Why in the world our dis patch was not received Is more than I can understand. We came to New York yesterday, and staid there a day on purpose to give you time to prepare for us. Id Is certainly very annoy, ing." 44 1 am astonished," said Miss Fair field very sincerely. 44 We haven't heard a word. I was looking for a letter by this steamer, thinking it possible you might come soon ; and only a few min utes ago I was remarking to the house keeper that it very Btrange that you had not written. Won't Mr. Burkhardt and Clarence come In here ?" 44 1 suppose not," said the lady of the bouse rather ungraciously. 44 They are trying to get Into their rooms." Mrs. Burkhardt, though In very Ill temper at present, was rather a hand some and a very styllsh-looking lady. She might have been forty years of age, was tall, broad-shouldered, had a marble-white complexion, with black hair and eyes, and large, regular features. She had an Intellectual head, the fore head rather too high for generally ac cepted female beauty, and a face expres sive of pride and talent. 41 What is the news V" she asked pres ently, after having sat a few minutes tapping the carpet with the toe of her shoe. 44 Nothing of importance," Miss Fair field replied, trying to recollect what had happened. 44 Doctor Thayer and Anne Wilson were married last week." 44 So he really married her!" the lady exclaimed. He is a fool I With his name and talents and prospects, he should have done better. If he must marry a red-cheeked simpleton, why hadn't he taken one who had money V I have no patience with him. If he had married Jane Seldon, as I told him plainly I wanted him to, I would have employed him. Doctor Marston is real ly getting too old. But, as it Is, I will not have him ; aud, what is more.I will get another doctor here." 44 Anne is a very sweet girl," Miss Fairfield ventured to say. 44 Sweet!" exclaimed her companion contemptuously, and then relaspedinto silence again. Presenily Bhe recollected her wrappings, and began impatiently to pull her gloves off, toss her shawl back, and untie the strings of her bon net. 44 1 might just as well have staid at home !" she said, in as low a toue as her anger would permit. 44 We took our journey for nothing." 44 Won't he sell V" asked the cousin eagerly. " No ; aud he is as stubborn and ag gravating as ever. He promises, though, that he will not sell the place to any one else. It is my opinion that he only does It to have power. He likes to think
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