New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1855-07-14
TWO NEPHE WS.
Eron p,eteu.,, Hesseseld Words.

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Young woman. The age Of the man night oe some
seventy: while his companion had certainly not
reached nineteen. Her beautiful, blooming i~o
and active, light and upright figure were 10 strong
contrast with the worn counteDance and Dent frame oi
die Old man but in his eye and in the corners OF bis
mouth were Indications OF gay seli-conhdence, whicn
age and suffering had dsmpcd, but not exinguisned.
Pan, use looking any more Mary, said be- +" neither
John Meade Peter Finch VIII DC neIe before e"iA
yy bar hat when sick uncle asks his two nephews
N come and see him. they cant come at once Inc
iuy Is simple IN the extremeonly 20 heip me 10 aie
and taxe what choose TO leave them IN my WI
Pooh when was young man, nave done Il l 10,
o.. u,es with the utmost celebrity. But the world
getting quite hearuess!
Oh Sir" said Mary. -
"hnd hat does Oh, Sir = mean J" said be. " Dye
think sha nj die J l know better. A little more,
and there n be an end of old Billy Collect. lie IL
have Jeff this dirty world for ceaner-to the great
sorrow land ADVANTAGE of bis tffecrio0ae relatives
Ugh Give NE glass Of the doctor stun
The girl poured some medicine into glass, ana
Collect after having contemplated Il for moment
with infinite dsgust, managed to get 1t down.
:" tell YOU what, Miss Mary sutton, sai4 he "
don't by any means approve OF your On, sT ana
Dear Sir AID the rest OF II, when We told you how
| hate TO be called Sir at all. Why you couldn't be
more resIe tfu if you wee a charity girl and bea-
die 10 gvld-laced hat None of your nonsense, Mary
Sutton, ii YOU please I've been your lawful guardian
COW for six months, and you ought 10 know my hkins
and dislikiBgs. 49,,
"My poor father often told me how you dislked
ceremony" said Mary.
"Your poor father told you quite right" said Mr.;
Colett. i Fred Sutton was man OF taent--a capital
fellow Hs only fault was natural inability to keep
A fartbing in his pocket. Poor Fred he loved me
I'm sure he did. He bequestbed me his only child
and i is Mt every friend VINO would 90 that
"a kind and generous protector you have been
"WeI | DON'T know; I've tried not TO be brute,
but dare say have been. Don't speak roughly TO
yoa sometimes Haven't | given you good, prudent
worldly advice about Jonn Meade, and made myself
,ui,e Gisagreeabe, and like guardian Come confess
YOU love this pennless nephew OF mine.
"Penniless indeed said Mary
"Ah there il is !" said Mr. Collett Z" And what
business Las poor devil OF an artist to au IN love
with my ward And what business has my ward TO
all in love with poor devil OF an artist but thats
Fed Su toms daughter all overl Havn't L two
oepheps Why couldn't you fall III love with the
iisoseet one-tke thriving one Peter tlnch-consid-
s,ing he an attorneys worthy young man nc
: INDUSTRIOUS in the extreme, and attends to other peo-
MES business only when he's paid for II. tie desplses
sentiment AID always looks TO the main chance. But
John Meade, my oear Mary, nay spoil canvas tor
ever and not grow rich. He's all Tor art, anu trdtn,
sud social reform, and spiritual elevation, and the
lord knows what Peter Finch will ride IN his car
iaee and splash poor John Meade as nc irudges on
6ootl'
The harangue was here interrupted by ring at the
gate and MI Peter Finch was announced lie had
scarcely taken bis reat when another pull at the bell
was heard, aud hr. John Meade was announced
Mr. Collect ey ed Biz two nephews with queer sort
soow at II @ nature of ther visit AT last, stopping
Enough BOYS, enough :" said be. " Let US iud
some bett. subject discuss than the state of Old
mun health. / want 10 know little more about you
both | havn', seen much Of you up TO the present
time and for anything know, you may be rogues or
Tools"
John Meade seemed rather to vince under this ad-
irtss but Peter Finch sat cabin and confident.
''1o put Gaze now" said Mr.. Colett " this morn
hog poor wretch OF gardener came begging here.
tie cou1 get work. II seems, and said he was starv-
ing. Well L knew something about the fellow, and
believe he only told The truth; so gave him shll-
ting to get rid of him. Now Pm afraid did wrong.
What reason had for giving him shilling 7 What
Slam had he on me What claim has he on anybody
The value of his labor in the marker is all that work
ing man has right to; and when nus labor Is OF no
value why then he must 90 to the Devil or wherever
Else he can Eth, Peterl That my phiosophy-what
40 you think =
II quite agree with you, Sir" said Mr. Finch;
"perfectly agree with you. The value of their labor
IN the meIkel is all that laborers can pretend to-a
.rat they should have Nothing acts more PERM
sously than the absurd extraneous support called
charity
"Hear, hearW said Mr.. Colett. you're clever
fellow, Peter. Go on, my dear boy, go on
"What results from charitable adj" continued
Peter. "Ihe value of labor liz kept at an unnatural
level. State charity is state robbery private charity
Is public wrong"
''That's it, Peter" said Mr.. Collett. "what do
you think of our philosophy, joint"
You we're quite right to give the man shilling I'd
have given him shilling myself"
"Oh, you would-would your sad Mr. Collect.
You're very generous with your shillings. Would
you fly in the face of all orthodox political economy,
you Vandap
Eyes" said John: "as the Vandals flew in the
face of Rome and destroyed what had become false
hood and nuisance"
"Poor john" said Mr.. Colett. ave shall never
make anything of bin, Peter. Really, we'd better
talk of something else. john tell about the last
new novel"
They conversed on various topics until the arrival
OF the inyallds early bedtime parted uncle and
nepbews for the night.
Mary Sutton seized an opportunity the next morn
ing after breakfast to speak with John Meade alone.
John, said She q" do think more Of your own in
terest-of our interest What occasion for you TO be
so violent last night and contradict Mr.. Collect 80
shockiDelyl Isaw Peter Finch laughing to himself.
John, you must be more careful, or we shall never
be married"
"Well, Mary dear, I'll do my best" said John at
was that COMPOUNDED Peter, with his chain of iron
maxims, that made me fly out I'm not an iceberg,
Mary"
Thank heaven, you're mott" said Mary; "but
an iceberg floats - think of that John. Remember
every time you offend Mr.. COilett you please MFR.
Finch
$50 l dol" said John. "Yes; Ill remember
that"
If you would only try to be a little mean and
hard hearted" said Mary; just a little, TO begin
with. You would only. stoop to conquer, John--and
you deserve TO conquer"
"May gain my deserts, then said John. "Are
you not to be my loving wife, Mary And are you
not to sit at needlework in my studio while paint my
great historical picture How this come to pass If
Mr.. Collett will do nothing for US !"
All, how indeedl" said Mary. But here's our
friend Peter Finch, coming through the gate from his
walk. l leave you together" And 80 saying, she
withdrew.
"What, Meade /" said Peter Finch, as he entered.
" Skuking in doors on fine morning like this I've