The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1871-06-01


ld O. soon wait ON tbt ald boy himself
Theadora smiled niutIr aud arohed
hes eyebrows.
Why Mg. Perkins you don't mean to
compare ms une.e lo.cph with SO OBJ
uoNjous a parsonage a, you allude to.
shs st3. domUrely.
Wen, said Ms. Perkins, rcGeg,iyely,
they a.u't so unlike after al. / 30 de-
clare sometimes when hc gets n bis
auuums, I've two minds and half to
give aim a good shakin' There amt no
.cusc iu q mans bein' So unreasonable.
You rapt please him 40 way you can
6x 70.
We can at least try, Mrs. Perkins.
Yes, and that's jest what's d spiliu him.
Tie knows very we'll that il he was to
want the moon, you'd hunt up the loag-
est step ladder aud Try to reach il down.
. It arays did spite children to let'em have
aI they want, aud your uncle Joseph
aiu't nothing but a CROWD up child
But I don't lei hm have all he wants,
Mrs, Perkins
And "a pretty kettle o. fsh ther'd be if
you did, and the old housekecper
pauuced upon her ball as if she had, for
moment identified il with the parsonage
under discussion.
Il mightu't be such bad idea, said
Tbcodora, after moment, thoughtful 81
Ience.
BE YOU crazy; demanded Mrs. Perkins,
tartly.
Hush! Theodore started from her seat
with upIifted finger. lie is awake; be
wants me.
And she was gone, swift, noisclcss as a
whitc-winged dove, before Mrs Perkins
could volunteer to go in her stead.
lcs, said Mrs. Perkins, to herself, it
is shame. lie seems to think she's made
Of cast-iron aud india-rubber the old
torment,
With this rather illogical expression
of her opinion, Mrs. Perkins resumed
her knitting more vigorously than ever.
Meanwhile, Theodore FASTENED mp
stairs into the closely curtancd sick
where a querulous old gentleman lay,
tortured with deal Of hypo, and very
little actual illness. But Uncle Joseph
White chose to believe that he was very
i'll; and who, pray, was better Judge Of
the state Of his bodily health than him,
self
lie screwed his face into the semblance
Of a nut-eracker, as his niece hurriedly
entered the apartment and came up to hi.
bedside.
I've been humping on the floor till my
arms were ready to drop out Of theil
sockets he groaned. Are you all dea
down stairs? or has old Perkins forgot
ten there's any one in the world but her
self and snufl-box!
I'm very sorry, uncle.
Actions speak louder than words, snarl
ed Uucle Joseph, ungracously.
How do Won feel now, Uncle Joseph
asked Theodora soothingly
L. I'm worse.
Are YOU?
Pulse higLer-skin hot-face flushed
Of course I'm worse. This confoundet
hot room is enough to throw anyone int,
a fever; open every door and window
quick,
Without an instant's hesitation Theo
dora unbarred the blinds and threw opel
four large windows aud two doors. Tn
light from the western sky streamed lik
food Of fiery radiance in the room; tn
draft whiring through, caught newspa
pers, fluttcred the leaves of books, AM
even upset Uncle Joseph's pet bottle O
medicine.
O-w-w-w! roared the sick man wit
vchemence, that proved his lungs at lcas
to be free from disease; do YOU want +
blind me--to blow me away?
You told me to do It Uncle Joseph
Shut the windows, qnick-draw tn
curtains, groancd Uncle Joseph. Who
that batlering down the door,
It's only very gentle knocking
Uncle.
N Then I'm nervous. Go and see.
of Presently Theodore returned.
N It's Major Crowfoot, uncle; he send
he his commitments, and W shes 10 learn no,
$; you are.
e.; Tell him to 90 to the deuce,
8. Yes, uncle.
IT, We'll, said Uncle Joseph, as his neic
be returned to his bedside after a momet
ty tary absence, what did he say
e, lie appeared very much offended.
IL Offended, at what, pray ? demande
Uncle Joseph.
up suppose at being told to 60 to III
ch deucc, answered Theodore, quietly.
BY Girl, calculated the invalid, raisn
~ himself half way upon bis elbows, yo
p, didn't tell him thatt
"Yes, / did, uncle. You said youse
Tell him to 60 the deuce
ia Mr. Joseph White fcll back, fat an
,r. motiouless, among his pillows.
H. Theodore, you're a fool
he I'm very sorry uucle, said Theodor
n. beginning to whimper
.rs Uncle Joseph stared at her with su
.t prize Could II be possible that ii
dreary DAYS aud weeks Of her steadfa
er attendance had weakened her intelie
aad turned her brain
,ly Give me my water-gruel, he said, brio