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Had there been a train back to New York that afternoon Wilford would , but as there was none he passed the tireat help to hi that she could assi herself in love with the far she should like to remain there for weeks, if the days were all as sunny as this, the dahlias as gorgeously bright, and the peaches by the well as delicious and ripe To these the city girl took readily, visiting the, while Wilford found her there when he arose next , her dress and slippers nearly spoiled with the heavy dew, and her hands full of the fresh fruit which Aunt Betsy knocked fro rod; her dress pinned around her waist, and disclosing a petticoat scrupulously clean, but patched and mended with so round was lost, and none could tell whether it had been red or black, buff or blue Between Aunt Betsy and Bell thehad existed ever since the older lady had told the younger how all the su fruit, "thimble-berries, blue-berries and huckleberries" for the soldiers, and how she was now drying peaches for Willard Buxton--once their hired , and put in the next box sent by the society of which she seemed to be head and front, "kind of fust directress," she said, and Bell was interested at once, for a the soldiers down by the Potomac was one who carried with him the whole of Bell Cameron's heart; and who for a few days had tarried at just such a dwelling as the far back to her such pleasant descriptions of it, with its fresh grass and shadowy trees, that she had longed to be there too So it was through this page of romance and love that Bell looked at the farood Aunt Betsy because she see as soon as breakfast was over upon the peaches, and kindly furnishing her best check apron, together with pan and knife for Bell, who offered her assistance, notwithstanding Wilford's warning that the fruit would stain her hands, and his advice that she had better be putting up her things for going ho that day," she said, point-blank, and as Katy too had asked to stay a little longer, Wilford was co his hat sauntered off toward Linwood; while Katy went listlessly into the kitchen, where Bell Ca much faster than her hands, which pared so slowly and cut away soso frequent journeys to her mouth, that Aunt Betsy looked in alar to herself that "Miss Cameron had not listed"