Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1855-08-16
EVENING STAR.
THE TWO NEPHEWs.

| companion had certainly not reached nineteen.
! Her beautiful, blooming face, and active, light
and upright figure, were III StroGg contrast
! with the worn cOuntenancc and bent frame of
the old man; but IN his eye, and in the cor
| ners Of his mouth, were indications Uf a gay
| sclf-cOnhderce, which age and suffering hsd
| 1amped but not eytirguiShed.
| mo use looking any more, Mary, said he,
! neither John Meade nor Peter Finch will be
here before dark. Very hard that, when a
sick uncle asks his TWO nophewS To come and
| see him, they can't come at once The duty
| is simple in The extreme-only 10 help me to
| die, and take what l choose to leave them in
my will. Pooh when was young man
would have done it for my uncle with the ut
most celebrity But the world is getting quite
| heartless
"Oh, sir =" said Mary
| And what does ''0h, sir mean 2' said he,
| . D 'ye think / shant de- I know better, A
| little more and thcre'll be ~. end Of old Billy
| Collett. He have left this dirty world for
| a cieaneT-to the great sorrow (aud a1van-
tagcy e his afTectionate relatives. Ugh!
| Give ne glass of the doctors stuff
| The girl poured some medicine into 4 glass,
| and Coiiett, after haVinc contemplated Ii for
L moment with infinite disgu mlTayed 70 get
| il GOWN
| Il tell ypu what, Miss Mary Sutton" sand
! ne, - don't by any means 19rJvc of your
: r X.
! when / We told you how L hate - be called
sir at all. Why you couIda't be more re-
! SVectfUl ifyOu were Il charity girl and 4 bca.
| de in 4 coid-laccd hat None of your no4-
sgnse Mary Sutton, if you please. I've been
! your lawful guardian now e.. six months,
| and you ought to know my likin5s and di>lik-
| mgs."
! Ny poor father often told ue how YOU Dis
| liked ccIemo-y," said Mary.
Your poor father and you are quite ri icht >
| >aid Mr. CuiietI. - Fred Sutton was = mau Of
| ttlent-a capital fel,uw. His only fault was
! Il natural inability ID keep u farthng In his
pocket Poor Fred he loved mel m sure
| he did. lie bequeaJhed me his only child;
| and ii ism every friend would do that"
A kind and generous protector you have
| been"
| "WeIl, ] don't know I've tried not to bc a
| brute. but l dare say have been. Dyn't I
| speak roughly to you sometimes Haven't
| given You good prudent, worldly advice abou.
| John Meade, and made mysei- quite disa-
greca5ie, ana like Guardla2 Come, con
ic,s ycu love this penEilesS nephew vi mine.
Pcnniless indeed - said Mary.
"Ah, there ii is 80 SAID Mr.. Colict: "And
wha- pusinos- has poor devil oi an artist to
fall in love with my ward And what bUsi
ness has my ward 10 faij IL love with paor
devil of an artist But that's Fred Sutton :
! tuGEtcr all over. Haven't | two ucwhew's,
ny cJuidn You lali in love with the dis
c!cgt oEe-lhe thriS inS ole? PyLeE Finch
considering he m attorneys worthy
young E'4a. IT, is industrious ii tie extreme,
and attends q other people bushes only
whcu lie fa,iG for it. lie despises sentiment
| and always looks To tine main chance But
John Meade, NY dear Mary, may spoil can
vas Tor ever, ard not crow .Ich. lie : oil Tor
art, and truth, and social reform, and spirit
GAl Elevation, and the Lori knows what
Peter Pinch will ride III his carriage and splash
poor John Meade "a lie tTuI les JH loot -
The haTAagUs was here Interrupted by .
r.n5 al The gate, and Mr. Peter Ei4ch Wa, an
nouncrd. lie nal sc-rceiy taken MS seat wh5n
another pull at the bell was heard, ana Mr.
John Meade was announced.
Mr. Ca!lett cyod Lis Two ncphew5 with a
queer sort of slnile. wnila taey made speeches
expressive Ut sulrJw uJ iic LatuTe "a their
visit. 1t last, stopping them:
" enough, "oys, enough. said he. -, Let
IL find SONIC better subject to discuss than thc
state OF an cid man hGalth | want % know
lulo more OF you both. / haven't seen
aiucn Il you up t. TIE present tine, and, tor
anything L kaow, you may be- rogucs OF
fools.
John Meade seemed rather 10 winec under
this address; hut Peter Finch sat calm and
confident
a. To put 1 ease, now said Mr.. Cylictt:
came bcs,iI3 here tic could get no work, It |
seems, auj >iid he was starving. Well. [ |
knew something about the fellow, and | be- |
licyc hC only al the truth; 80 / gave MIN |
shilling to g. id Of MIN Now | IN. afraid |
did wrong. What reason Lad L Tor giv:a. hiIn /
a shilling What claim lad he OH me What |
claim has hc Ca anybody The value ot lis !
labor III lie market is al th45 a worain. man !
has right to; and when his Labor is Cf no |
value, why tEea he mus: so 10 the devil, or |
wherever else he can. Eh. Peter That nv |
phiioscphy-w hat do you think p"
iuitc agree wiJn you, sir, sid Mr |
Finch; - ieTlccLy a5rce vita you Tie value
OF tncir labor IL the market iS all that Labor rs
can pretend to-all that they should have. |
A"oEin8 .c,s Ho,c pvrHicinu,.y than the ab-
sUr't, extraner eru5 sUpPoLs, tal'ed clarity.'
- Hear, hear said Mr.. Collect. You re /
a clever ieiioW, Peter. Go on, my dear boy,
20 on
What results IRON charitable aid ?'' con-
tlnued Peter. . Tne value Of laoor is kept at
an unnatural level. State charity * State
robbery; private charity Is public wrong
That IS it, Peter said Mr.. Colie.t.
:. What do yea think Of our philosophy, |
john 20
= don like it; / don't believe it." said
Ochn. 80 You we've quite light l. give the man
a shilling IA hare given him shilling my
vi, you NoOu-Nouid you SAN Mr.. 1
C.!lctt '' You Te very generous with your
sNiling5. Mouid you fly in the face OF ali or
thod0x political economy, you Vandal2''
Yes, said John. - aS the Wanda flew In
the face ct Rome, and destroyed what had be
come 4 ta.scnood and nuisance.
4" Poor John - sail NJ Colett. We shall
never make anything OF him, Peter Really.
wc better talk OF something else. John, tell
u all ABOUT the last new EOvcl.
They v0nverscd on various topics until the
arrival OF the invalid s early bedtime parted
uncle and nephews for the night.
Mary Sutton seized an opportunity the next !
morning, after breakfast, 70 speak with Johu
Meade alone.
John said she, . do think more of your
own interest--of our interest. What occasion
Gor you 10 be s. violent last night, and contra
diet Mr.. Collett 50 shockingly! | saw Peter !
Finch laughing to himself John, you must
be more careful, or We shall never be mar.
ricd -
"WelI, Mary dear, I'll do my hest" said
John. 1t was that confnunded Peter, with /
lis chain of IrUn maxims, that made me n ,
JUt. I'm not an iceberg, Mary.
hen ynII'r 'rsrr !