Rutland weekly herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1859-1877, 1871-09-28
Uncle PauIss Whinl.
BY AMY RANDOLPH.

They ao0u3d get married. said Uncle
Paul grimly. 1t isn't my fault that their
husbands are dead, and they're left with
families to bring up. I advised 'em to
stay single
But it would be your fault said the
mild clergyman, "if they starved or suffer
ed"
4 don't see why
Because you have plenty Of this worlds
goods, and they are poor ; because you
have but yourself to support, and they
have little ones dependent on them
'Oh, fudge ! said Uncle Paul. / don't
keep q poor-houee, and I'm sure I pay
sufficient taxes to all the charitable ipsti-
tutions to free me from extra demands. l
told both of 'em how it wonld be: but
Heater was self-willed creature, and
Leiitia had quiet fashion of insi>ting
upon her own way, which was quite rs
bad in the long run
Very WE'LL said the City Missionary.
1 can't pretend to argue with you upon
the subject. l only state fscts, and leave
the rest to your own conscience
So he went his way, leaving Uncle Paul
She field alone in the dingy, seven by
nine little room that he called his Office
I told 'em how it would be- repeated
Uncle Pau! mentally, when he was by
himself. 4 was willing to keep them
and do fer them as long az they were con-
tented TO atAy. But nobody can expect
me t. SHOULDER their whole families now
They've made their bed let EN- lie on it,
He resolptely took up his pen and re
comme need writing entries in the fat old
ledger which lay on the desk but for all |
that, the rosebud face of bis piecaa, Het-
ty and Lefty, as they used to look, fitting
around his big arm chair, would continue
to haunt him.
'Pshaw y said Uncle Paul, at last, IS be
dropped his pen, making a great apoplec-
tic ink blot on the middle of the page. 4
wish that meddling minister chap wonld
bave been obliging enough to mind his
own business. [ suppose | must do some
thing for one of them at least, but which
shall it b.? Hetty used to have the pref
lest face and the most roexing voice, but
Lefty hid still, velvet footed way of al.
xays doing Just W hat you rnted, before
you fairly knew it yourself. Hetty sanp
ike a lark all tie old-fashioued songs I
liked best to hear. but Lefty wsuld play
by the hour, and never get
u
,ox. We'll, well, is hard to AXE !
hoice'
A week Fai elapsed, end Letitia Carver
at alone by the drsolate hearth-s1one
ewing. her little ones at sobce', the fire
u bdued to the fewest Jumps of ccal con {
istent with caloric life, when the door {
pened, and her cousin, the other young
widow, entered, also in deep black
Isn't it a shame cried Mrs Hewitt t
'Of course you received |
und'e toor t
I don't think quite understand what g
gu mean. Hetty,' said Mrs. Carver.
'Mean l mean that Uncle Paul Sh4f b
cid il the stingiest, mrst parsimonious E
ID mis4r in existence. To dare to s,ud n a
indie OF old clothes to my door, as if @
ere q common begQar, with an Insulting
ote stating that as he had understood I
al two toys. might very easily cut the o
arm ents over into something useful. I o
sclare to you Lefty, was SO angry that a
cried r {"
Angry! What for? I am sure the e.
othes are very nice, only little old
shioued, and can get quite good suit q,
1t of them for each of my little men =,
.ul and Robbie are both small, and n
Lefty Carver cried her cousin wrath =,
lily. 'yon have no more spirit than
'odeu ims0er
L tty smiled aad shook her head m
W
I cannot sit tamely by. Hester and al
ar my little ones crying with cold and
rger.'
'PshawT said Hetty impe,iously. 4 -, ~
! not yet reduced to be the recipient of ~ ~
nh charity as that, from a man like 8.
1cle Paul who rolls in gold -
1t is his own money, Hetty, and Re has RI
ight TO do with it as he pleases. When a.
both of us married against his wishes.
both tacitly abandoned all claim to his it
alth' &c
don't agree with you there said Mrs. OBJ
witt, hauahtily tossing her head. and ty
i've actually begun to rip mp the odious
butternut-colored thingsv
See,' said Hetty, holding up the Sec ~.
q of a well-worn waistcoat, with a ~
ut smile, 4 am diligently at work at it res
~ res
L sold mine to rag-man for pair of
IA vases said Mrs. Hewitt indifferea t. dol
'Horrid tawdry things they were. tho
y bit for the children to play with and AM
ak. but still better than nothing at all. w
rats that you are taking out of the the
ket she added, with quick start. pal
ten-dollar bill p
lrs. Carver unfolded at the same NOM its.
tiny slip of crumpled paper. tucked wo
down into one of the pockets. Tt az. ma
lily was, as her cousin had said a ten var
ar bill. res