The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1873-12-16
morning, stating all the facts of the case -
| bit my mustache Indignantly.

ture, and marry her at once.
go, Bertie," cried my mother, "only
wait until we hear from Uncle Uric"
"Let his decision settle the matter"
said Rosamond.
"We are entirely willing to leave it to
his discretion and mature judgment, adj
ded Mrs. Beverly.
From which drew the inference that
they had all three written to him, each
stating the case from her own point of
view. ,t.,
Well, let them. promised to wait for
Uncle Ulric's reply.
For my bachelor uncle was rich and &C.
centric, and in consideration of my mid
die initial being U, had promised to re-
member me amply in his will. He paid my
college bills, allowed me five hundred
year, and generally represented Fortunatus
in our family.
sat down myself and penned a melting
appeal to my bachelor uncle.
"she is all that is perfect" wrote.
"Only come and see for YOURSELF"
And telegram reached me the next day.
az will come Expect me on the 3.5O train
ULRIo MARTIN"
II hurried to impart the tidings to Lottie.
"You must be sure and look your pret-
tiest, dear one," said l enthusiastically
"Put on that blue Dress with the blue
ribbons in your hair, and he cannot help
liking you"
go, Herbert" sighed Charlotte, drop
ping her hand like newly gathered lily,
81 do dread his coming. Is he very old ?"
"Not very, darling. Only sixty, or
thereabouts."
"And very rich ?"
"a hundred thousand, at the least. Our
future fortune depends on him, Charlotte,
or rather the favorable impression you
make"
Lottie blushed and dimpled and trem-
bled.
My sister had the best bedroom aired,
and fire lighted on the hearth. My moth
er went down stairs to prepare Dreaded
outlet just as he liked it, for supper. Rosa
mond set herself to work finishing new
pair Of slippers, worked with the mono
gram "U. NJ" And took cab and
drove to the depot to meet my bachelor
uncle.
He came-brusque, bluff and rosy, with
clear complexion, like wsllpreserved
winter apple, and hair just streaked with
dashes Of gray.
"Well," said Uncle Uric.
Well" faltered I.
$50 you're in love-"
"Beyond all hope of redemption" said
I, looking somewhat sheepish.
"What's she like ?" demanded my bach
elor uncle.
"She's an angel, SIR" asserted pos
itively.
" Humph ~ said my bachelor uncle, and
he fell to reading the evening paper in
way which was, to say the least of it, i'm
polite.
My mother and the girls had the whole
afternoon to poison Uncle Ulric's mind, but
cared not. Lottie would undo it all when
she appeared.
She came down to dinner with her pu-
pills looking lovely in the blue cashmere,
and just knot of blue ribon in her golden
braids.
"She is pretty" said my bachelor uncle.
And man@vered to leave them alone,
together after dinner in the school room.
That evening received a telegram TO
proceed at once to Portland to attend the
funeral of dear deceased friend.
What shall do P'' cried /.
on" Don't mind me, my dear boy" said
Uncle Uric. "You will not remain away
long?" a
"Three days only, uncle"
IAN right, I'll stay till you come back"
Was ever such an uncle ? / wrung his
hand, kissed Lottie, and whispering to her,
Make the best impression you can, dear
est" rushed frantically to catch the last
train. 9.i %. '9ilf
At the end of three days returned.
"Where is Lottie9" was my first ques-
tion.
''Gone out for a walk" said Rosamond
tossing her head.
"wherc is uncle P" was my second
query.
'Gone out for walk 9' returned my
mother frigidly.
Presently they returned, Lottie hanging
sweetly on Uncle Ulric's arm. knew in
an instant that she had conquered the old
mans rusty, musty prejudices.
Uncle Uric sat down, and laid detain-
ing hand on Lottie's arm.