Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1876-03-28
Stltttt0 StOtp.
From the Portland Press.
UNCLE TIMOTHY.
BY ATLANTA

Oar EIniiy consi sted OF my brother
'n-iaw. John Peroy-a banker of Enoli,b
+ parentase, quite Young. sufficiently rich
aud The best Of good fellows; his wife
ms sister Laura, considered by John and
her sfeciiona,e brother the very sweetes,
woman in New YORK; the three children
% the aforesaid John aud Laurs-Nora.
Ned tuy nsmesake) aud Alice. the baby
lastly myself, Edward Wilson, Journalist.
sub editor upon the staff OF one OF the
great daily newspapers. lis no, a, all
my present intention to describe journal
i'iic experiences. or to dila:e with pride
upon ihe power O! the press. Iti.wi,h
90 wish TO advertise our paper that |
wiite-I who in capacity Of brother.
uncle. bro,heyin-law. nephew in law and
Greek chorus generally. assisted st this
episode Of the Percy family. 1t was in
The irst week OF December, 1878. that
John rented pleasan, house in Forty.
nth S,tcet, somewhat removed from Fifth
Avenue, /, is true. bu, in a quiet. agree
able neishborhood. Ga the evening of
the 20.h OF December we, with the ex
cepiion Of The little Alice. were sitting
around the ire. in The LIBRARY, John read.
Ing bis letters aud papers, Laura sewing,
Iiurning over the pages Of q magazine
This reviewer doesn't fancy your las,
cri,;que. Ned, ' said my brother in law.
"Hs says it Is narrow.mindel and one.
sided.
Clearly lie IS night" | answered
but h.s opinion IS perhaps modified by
the tact tha, be wished 10 be member OF
the common couuci. last autumn, ard we
told what We anew ao0u, him
lie says that pc; paragraph Of yours
was stolen from Ruskin.'
30, course, Ireioined, chat al ways
tie case. 4 writer ia these days has not
iair chance always notice that Rus
Kin, Or Shakespeare. or Marx Twain or
some other begear has usually quoted
M best things before il occurred to me
70 Say them"
"HoS horril OF him :" alphabetically
murmured my sisier-peanins the rival
journalist, not Shakespeare.
AnI 50 We chAtled. in desaltory fash
ION; and 81. The while. the letter Iha, was
70 sfTrci the fortunes oi this family, lay
unopened upou the table. AT last John
took i. up. looked lille curiously al the
urtamlaac hand OF the address, opened
a.. read a lew !ues. aud exclaimed:
My uucie TimHhy -
Evidently taIs was not mere objlrga.
tyy phrase. harmless species oI pro-
family Tnere was clearly some conDec.
tiou between The letter that had caused
his emotion, aud thIs iudividuA. oi whom
be spoke Again he repeated The name.
Aod Laura asked.
''Who Is yCur uncle Timothy. dear p
Sly latle,'s brother. you kno~-he
rSn - 10 sea when be was q boy"
(ae7e my small nephew Ned became
depy interested. . vista opened TO his
imSsna;ion) I'VE never said much
ao'utim in toe family, my grandfather
o-'o"Nd him-bnt my grandmother
gFleVeHor him her life long," continued
John gvely.
A. 'lis y dencuement, Ned, | fancy,
returned tSis fayorite plan OF keeping
CANDY 's'o'Shen he should be 3 man.
II seems ON this letter" said my
orOlheI' III "a" sthst after many adven-
tures, OF course e,.ralv sIlnded to in i,
'HA' ne se'''eu ~ dia. in The country q
ie" mics 'iOiH ',e amassed fortune
in the indigo trade "a w;.hss an old
c man, 10 spend Christ r,;,h rsand II
mutually agreeable, his ,aw re.
naming years among . te,nsols,iops Of
home and relatives"
How perfectly Lowell, exclaimed
Laura.
Al MY dear old Hoy." said NTH tho
fatal prescience OF snewspapen a. ..be
will be no end of trHbIe to yoCbs will
maze the children illyish too ul, hon.
g hons: he will clamor, ,r unlimite orrrv
in every thing. and ma row witx onr
80 cook; and finally die n your ,ds
Leaving his money to msions."
)R "Ned, you are periee1 horrid,n Cad
nv sister. Then isl'ure tha, ),
B. agreed with me.
"a. IN Moreover, said, tin lorL OF uncl
3: o5 exists only in fiction or u nensatiOua
drama Of powerful Ntteresl''-
- Edward" interposed bother. in
r. law with dignity. my n'Timothy
10, will be welcome to my Dol He is
already in the city, at tne titi venue