The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1873-04-17
SHE IRtBuHE.
THE BRIDES TRIAL.

cording to the eyes with which they may
view them. In the opinion OF some, Mr..
BENJAMIN Benedict-Dot our hero exact
", but the next thing TO it, his uncle
was a gentleman, scholar, and phil
anthropist; while others, quite as well
qualified to reason and decide, wondered
that such monster was allowed to walk
the earth unehallenged. For old Benja-
min Benedict was just the sort Of man to
proyoke and please In alterations-a hui
man March day. with streaks of sunshine
and chilling gusts sandwiched through
his nature.
People who knew him liked him pass
ing well, but il sometimes took lifetime
to know him as he really was.
You will be sure to ike my uncle.
darling" said Hugh Benedict to his
young wife. He is excentric, but he is
sterling"
Rachel did not answer, out her blue
eyes were wistful and full of perplexity.
Uncle Ben, whom she had never seen
but of whom she had heard great deal,
was to her an inscrutable riddle, whom
she feared more than she was willing TO
acknowledge. For Hugh's future de-
pended to certain extent upon Uncle
Ben Benedict. ana to Hugh's future her
own was bound inseparably.
She was d fair. fresb-looking girl, with
velvcty cheeks. bronze bright hair, and
features as fair and delicately cut as
cameo. Hugh was quite certain that
Uncle Ben could not see her without low
ing her but then these young husbands
are not apt to be impartial judges.
She was sitting in the freight at
theiI lodgings, when the old gentlemen
bSeld her; and the only warning she
had Of his presence she saw reflected 10
Hugh's eyes.
Ny dear. how DO you do?" said the
old gentleman, kissing Rachel on both
cheeks
And she thought he was not SO terrible
afrer all
He turned to Hugh when he had thus
unceremoniously made himself acquaiat-
ed with his new niece-in-law.
Well, young man, are you ready to
leave these lodgings and 90 to your new
home?" he asked for be it known that
the old gentleman had given Hugh and
Rachel as wedding present a new house,
wherein they were to live.
quite, SIR" Hugh answered cheer
ily.
Shall it be tomorrow ?"
Yes"
"All right.
And Mr.. Benedict sat down to spend
the evening and enjoy himself.
We'll sir?" said Hugh, when his un-
Gle was taking leave, and paused on the
front door-steps to light cigar.
Well, sir?" said Uncle Benedict
calmly.
How do 70 ike her?" asked Hugh.
How can I teIl?' demanded the old
gentleman, irritably. She's pretty to
look at; 50 is a china doll, or white
kitten Il isn't always the calicoes that
wash the best. Good evening
And Hugh Benedict, albeit he was very
fond of his uuce, did not know whether
to be Vexed or not.
Early the next morning. however,
Uncle Ben made his appearance before
the young couple, breathIess and eager.
Trunks packed, eh?''
All but the last one, uncle and
Rachel lifted her pretty head out Of the
tray, you may have seen a red clover
blossom rise up from beneath a child
footstep.
I'm going to take you down to
Bloomdale myself, my dear, said Uncle
Ben.
Hugh. I want you to go off TO Can
terbury with these letters. They're of
importance. I'd go myself if were ten
years younger; but sudden Journeys
don't agree with old bones ike mine.
Hugh looked aghast at the proposal.
Rachel turned pale.
Cannot the business be postponed,
sir?' said Hugh, hesitatingly.
40, it can't said Uncle Ben, CURLY.
Ifyou don't want to so. say so. [ dare
say [ can find some one else to oblige
me
OF course | shall 50, said Hugh.
But Rachel
I suppose Tn cid enough to take /
care Of little girl like that said Uncle |
Ben, IN an aggrieved tone. You'll find /
rs both in the new residence, with the !,
table laid for dinner, when YOU come /
back 10 morrow. =
So there was nothing for it but for
Hugh to kiss his little bride a halfscore
times, and commission Uncle Ben to take .
the best possible care of her until he
should return.
Foolish ehildranr' said Mr. Rene
Diet he saw Rachel sobbing on Hugh's .
shoulder. But there was a cherry twink
le in his keen gray eyes, nevertheless.
Poor little gill The atmosphere had
lost somewhat of It's sparkle, and the .
world looked less bright, as she journey /
ed in Uncle Ben's barouehe towards her
new home, with Uncle Beu's newspaper
rafting at her side. As the autumn twi-
light began TO fall her thoughts became
busy, as woman 5 viii at times.
Uncle, she said, turning suddenly |
towards the old gentleman, what sort |
of a house is it? Oars, I mean.
Well, " said Uncle Ben. refectively, |
its cottage. should say"
\ modern eottage?''
Wen, no rather of the antique or
der tIan otherwise. "
=" Oh, " cried Rachel, " I'm glad. |
despise those new. stiff, formal places
that look as If they were merely to be ad- /