Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1871-03-09
UNCLE PETERS DREAM.
BY AUNT ROSIE.

fresh fire in the stove: had filed her
tea-kettle, and put a pan of apples in
the oven for tea; while on the table
stood pan of nice, light biscuit,
ready to bake when they came out.
"Now, said she to herself. Il must
look up the boys, and then run up
stairs and change my dress.'' SIZE
went to the kitchen-door, and called in
a clear, melodious voice, Eddie
C-h-a-r1i-el'' Then she listened but
she heard nothing save the humming
and droning of the flies In the sunshine,
the deep clucking of the old hen to her
brood, the sharp, wiry ''peep-peep" of
plaintive. incessant bleating Of the
sheep and lambs ON the hillside. These
sounds of lower bfe, unmingled with hu-
man voices, made her feel lonely-they
seemed so dreamy and unreal So she
stepped out into the little garden, and,
deity putting aside the white clothes
which hung on the lines, she passed
through, and called again. She heard
voices coming from the barn but they
we're angry Uoices. She soon reached
the door and opened it; and there
stood Charlie, with folded arms and
flashing eyes, looking definance at
Eddie, while the rtmains of windmill
lay scattered at lis feet. "Ithink you
are Just as mean as you can be-" said
Eddie, as his mother entered. "What
IS the matter, boysln she said. SIS
this the way for brothers to act 2" "No.
Mother" said Charlie; "but Eddie
does torment and tantalize me so when
/ am busy that / can't stand it. -
Mother" said Eddie, Charley is
0sCfII selfish | asked him TO fix nv
windmill for me; and while he was
working on it he wouldn't let me Law a
finger on it or touch any of my things.
down there and broke it all to pieces
l do think he is real mean" "Oh,
Charleyl" said his mother, turning to
him, "you certainly can't think it is
right to act sol
"No, Mother, L suppose it isn't" +" he
replied; "but Eddie is real torment
to me, besides he does not tell all the
truth about it. / was making box for
my nails and screws, and was very
busy. He was fussing over his wind
mill, and he begged and teased me to
to fix the wheel; 80 / put away nv
things, and tried to do it for him as
nice as / could. But he wouldn't get
out of my way, and he got me out OF
patience; so J threw 1t at him. md
told him wouldn't do any more at it,
and then it broke" Mrs. Brown looked
sorrowfully at the boys for moment,
and said: Suppose God should take
one OF you away, how would all this
quarreling seem to you then3 NV
dear boys, don't wait to love each other
till II is too late Come into the house
now and thInk this matter over, and
you will find that you both have beer
to blame"
Mrs. Brown went back into the house
with q heavy heart and, as soon as she
got into her own room, she knelt and
implored Gods blessing on her sons
and Prayed tor wisdom to guide them
In few minutes Eddie came rushing
into her room Mother" said he
"old Peter Blake is coming up the
road Can't / ask him in to tea2'
eyes, if you Ike" she replied. "He
must be very weary; for this is the an
niversary of his brothers death, and hs
has been over to the cemetery to dres;
his grave with flowers"
Eddie didn't wait to hear all this; but
away he flew, kicking over chair and
leaving the doors all wide open after
him Rushing down through the gar
den and out at the gate, the impulsivt
boy did not stop till he reached the
old man, who was slowly toihng up ths
street. Mother says you are to come
In and take tea with us, Uncle Peter
L. II
out ot breath. "Well, my son, said
the old man, stopping still and resting
with both hands on his stout walking
stick, 81 can't say that object. Youl
mother is always so good to me; and &c
are her boys
So Eddie brought him In, in grea
triumph; and Charlie drew the larg,
arm chair out into the porch, so tha
Uncle Peter could enjoy the beautiful
sunset. After welcoming the old man
Mrs. Brown weas back into the hous.
to complete her preparations for tea
leaving the children to entertain hirl
The boys sat on the steps at his feet
and told him bits of village news alil
gossip, which they thought might in
terest him. At last he said: "As
sit here and look at you tw,
boys. it takes me back, OH 8,
many years, when / was young, an,
my brother was my constant companion
and playmate" 'sYou loved each othe
ever so much, didn't you /" said Eddie
getting up and leaning on the arm o
the old mans chair. "Oh, yes. m,
son, we did, indeed; but there was on
time when our love came near bein,
shipwrecked by our quarrels and disa
greements- But q dream opened ou
eyes, and we saw the rock and steere,
clear of itn "Oh," said Eddie, ''pleas
tell us the dream "Oh, yes, do,
Joined in Charlie. So Uncle Pete
leaned his head back In his chair, an,
shut up his eyes, and began:
"Wir was much younger than /, AM
much more impulsiye. Because I wa
older, thought might be tyrannica
and dictatorial to him. OF course thi
kind of treatment on my part drov
him away from me, and he sought tn
society OF other boys, who led him int
mischief and vice. As years went on
we drifted further and further apart
until ] really quite grew to dislike him
forgot that had helped to make hiu
SO careless and thoughtless. At firs
he used to think everything / did wa
right, and could have done 80 muc
for him then by good examples an
kindness; but I was cold and cross
and he soon became teasing and tryin
to me. One afternoon, in my temper
aroused by something he had don
to annoy me, / said: william,
almost hate you; if You shoul
die tonight / should not be sorry."
was shocked afte< had said it. / di
not mean anything of the kind; bu
there it was. The words burned int
my heart; I was. too proud to tax
them back VIII gazed at me a me
ment out of his great blue eyes, an
then went ont of the room and h;