The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1871-06-22
My Nephew Fred, and His Funerals.
Y eS. aunt. You must excuse ne"
!But. Fred -

YES aunt. You must excuse ne"
$'But. Fred -
"Thcre are no butts about it. my dea
aunt. can not and will not be takcl
down 10 the draWing-room tonight"
Then | shall certainly be compelled t'
excuse YOU | replied. striving hard ti
keep back the tears which some way
would fill my eyes every time ] attempte,
to reason with the noble fellow. lying 5,
helpless before me
Months before the opening OF this story
Fred Travers, in attempting TO ascend !;
scatlolding raised upon building o
which he was the architect. was prccipi
tated to the pavement, striking upon hi
feet. The effect was partial paralysis to
the lower limbs. Every thing that mcdi
cal skill could suggest was promptly at
tended to. but with very little success
and the poor fellow had about decided
that he must remain 4 helpless cripple
the rest of his life. | shall never forget
the day he resigned himself to his fate
Every member Of the family was request
ed to keep out of his room until he sig
nilied his desire to be visited
About eight o'clock in the evening
was summoned to Fred's apartment
"Well, said |. taking his outstretehed
hand; .'What !. ii ?"
ION. nothing, aunt: only | have had a
funeral: and the slran@cst part Of it all is.
was chiet mourncr. have buried all
my youthful hopes and aspiration~; and
hcnceIorlh there will be no more Snivel-
ing over the inevitable.
Since my nephew's accident. | have not
held my usual "Wednesday evening re
ceItions; but he WAS now so far recover
ed that thought il best TO begin again
All my attempts to have him make one of
the party Were useless. He saw that
was grieved, and said while Il bitter
smile played round his handsome mouth.
lit would be a pretty sight now, wouldn't
1t, to see me. great, strappng fellow,
! SIX feet in my stockings. carried by 4
| lootman down into the parlor"
But, Fred, Ben can take You down
before any one comes. And all my
/ friends know that ] never entertain COM
pany after eleven; so you will not be-
come tired OF sitting"
/ "My dear, precious little aunt, don't
you see that | ;tm not vet able to CON
quer the modification that hclplcSSness
entails upon ne? | shall lie on the sofa
in the library. and You can leave the
doors open, SO that the strains of music
Will iloat up to me; and ! shall enjoy
myself quite n mlnh rs ii one OF the,
crowd.
don t know why | was unable T. keep
my lh"oSh'r win the company assembled
"ul 'hrN Wolld stray oil up STAIRS, and
/ NtFVl1i ilheS clnght myself Whispering,
f"or ffrd' poor Fred More than one
llnloi!!v was made lor hlm' tor ne was 4
/ laYorle with Us ali-hut TO no one did
say; "''o up stairs.' ! knew he did not
"iIl' ~, IL; ),
l,l! ne pelie OF lhc evening was a Miss
''fillln' an intimate TREND OF one of my
p"'i'',is-Sehooi cousins n''l = stranger t"
illt l;, 9iit S.'llg eN.''lsl'ely' Pi'ye1 WIN II
oN,t 1'u's pto!e15ioii1, eolNet5ed inteii-
2ci''iN tllu i'ilIIii9loiS "ha Ihcst ia'tef
%cr",il .,,1 ilSillle'l'' ~ ii Were So rare among
'II 't"s !'''l'S 9theI"IN' 'l'l l lo''ho my
9N5i iuiI1 SN'c'ltu 70 llcf. some one
] ro,u''.etIH" ii' TO- l'ns " w''sz' w. an' rs !he
SounS lo.hs new foullu To lile fascinating
slr'lflI :. 81 strauss ! ran up stars TO see
no" Fred was enjoying himself me
gas wa turned qulte low; nut y 1he CRATE
/ Ncit out d tH'tllttl ll9il which llluliilndt-