The star of the north. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1849-1866, 1860-11-28
The two NepheWs.

near Wafton-0n-l names, saS, one evening
at dusk, an old man and a young woman.
The age of the man might have been some
seventy; whilst his companion had cer-
iainly not reached nineteen. Her beauti-
ful, blooming face, and active, light, and
upright figure, were in strong contrast with
the worn countenance and bent frame of
lhe old man; bat in his eye, and in the
corners of his mouth, were indications of
gay self-confidence, which age and suffer |
ing had dam2ed, but not extingaished
''No use hooking any more, Mary" said
he "neither John Meade nor Peter Finch !
will be here before dark. Very bad, that,
when sick uncle asks his two nephews TO
come TO see him, they can't come 10 see
him al once. The duty is simple in the
exireme-only 10 help me 10 die, and take
what choose 10 leave them in my will
Pooh when | was young man, I'd have
done il for my uncle with the utmost
celebrity. But the worlds getting quite
hearlless!"
"Oh, sir % said Mary.
! "And what does oh, sir J mean - said
he. "D'ye think | shan'l die! know
better. A little more, and there'll be an
end of old Billy Collet. He'll have lef,
this dirty world for a cleaner--,o the great
sorrow (and advan,age) OF his aFectonate
relatives Ugh! Give me glass of the
| DOCTORS stuff ~
The girl poured some medicine into
J glass, and Collet, afiet having contemplated
] it for a moment with infinite disgust,
managed to sc, il down.
'I'll Tell you what. Miss Mary Sutton"
said he, 81 don't by any means approve OF
your oh, sir, aud the rest of it, when We
told you how hate 10 be called sir at all
Why, you couldn't be more respectful if
you were charity girl; and beadle in
gold-laced hat. None of your nonsense,
Mary Sutton, il you please. rve been your
lawful guardian now for more than six
months and YOU ought 10 know my likings
and my dislikings."
My poor father often told me how 7ou
disliked CEREMONY" said Mary
''Your poor father told you quite right"
said Mr.. Colett. FIRED Sutton was a man
was a natural inability TO keep farthng
in his pocket. Poor Fred he loved me
I'm sure he did He hequeathed me his
only child-and it isn't every friend would
do that"
"a kind and generous protector you have
been.''
swell, don'i know; I've tried 10 be a
brute, but dare say have been. Don't
speak roughly 10 you sometimesl Haven I
| given you good, prudent. worldly advice
about John Meade, and made myself disa-
greeabIe, and unlike a guardian Come.
confess you love This penniIess nephew ot
mine"
"Pennless, indeed ~
"Ah, there it is" said Mr.. Colleu. "And
what business has poor devil OF artist
10 fall in love with my ward And what
business has my ward 10 fall in love with a
poor devil OF an artist But that's Fred
Sullon's daughter all over! Haven't two
nephews! Why couldn't you fall in love
with the discreet one-Ihe thriving !-Pelel
Finch considering he's an atiorney-is is a
worthy young man He ia industrious in
the extreme, and attends 10 other peoples
business only when he's paid for H. He
despises sentiment, and always looks 10 III
main chance. But John Meade my dear
Mary, may spoil canvass forever, and moi
grow rich. He's all for art, and truth, and
social reform, and spiritual elevation, and
the Lord knows what. Peter Finch will
ride in his carriage: ani splash poor John
Meade as he irudges on foot"
The harangue was here interrupted by a
| ring a, the gate, and Mr.. Peter Finch was
announced He had scarcely taken his
) seat when another pull at the bell was
heard, and Mr. John Meade was announced
Mr. Colleu eyed his two nephews with a
queer sort of a smile, whilst they made
|, speeches expressive of sorrow at the ma
,ure of their visit. At last, stopping them
Enough, boys, enough % said he. 'Le
us find some better subject 10 discuss than
the state of an old mans health. | want lo
know q little more about you both.
haven't seen much of you up TO the present
time, and for anything ! know, you may be
either rogues or fools."
John Meade seemed rather to vince un-
der this address; but Peter Finch sat calm
and confident.
"To put case now" said MIR. Colleu
"this morning poor wretch of gardener
came begging here. He could get no work
and said he was starving. Well, | knew
something about the fellow. and ] believe
he only told the truth, so gave him shil
ling to get rid of him. Now I'm afraid
did wrong. What reason had for giving
him a shiIlngt What claim had he or
me. Wha: claim has he on anybody
The value of his labor in the marker is al
| ,hat a workinr man has a riuhf 10 nnd