Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1879-08-20
lMPR0MPTU FIREWORKS.
ilrper's Weekly.

Hlrpers Weekly,
Are you my Uncle Robert p said a
sweet childish voice. And stopping
trecheerfui whistle that always accom-
nanied his work. and looking up from
Inc plane that WAS loudly lisping as it
andy skinned along the board he
was planning, Richard Foster saw, stand
ING in the doorway of his workshops
bright June sunbeam resting on her
nretty head-a little fair-haired girl.
Lost in astonisment, he did not an
swer the child, but gazed at her with
vide opened eyes. She had appeared
50 suddenly and quietly, and moreover,
she was so unlike the round. faced, rosy
checked, white haired, chubby little
ones of his native vilage-so fair, so
fragile with "A strange, yearning look in
her large violet-blue eyes, and a tint of
purist gold on the long flowing hair
that fell about her small delicate face
that she seemed to belong to an entire
" different race.
Are you my Uncle Robert? ?" she re-
peated, coming Il step or two into the
shop.
"No, I'm not, baby; | wish | were,"
answered the CHEEKY young fellow, re-
covering from his SURPRISE for he dear
" loved children.an this child touched
some chord in his heart that had never
been touched before.
my names not Baby it's Eva"
said the child, shaking the black hair
Eirum her face, and regarding him with
a serious look. "And mammals name
is Eva too" And then with little sigu
II fought perhaps you was him."
What made you think 50, baby-I
mean Eva ?' asked the young man,
| with pleasant smile, tossing his plane
aside aud sitting down on huge block
OF wood that stood near.
You look like him"-speaking with
quaint preciseness. Gle went away
when | was very little girl--I'm most
five now-but member him. He had
face like you, a nice laughing face;
but -glancing at the shirt sleeves -
he wore coat, and he used to give me
candies for kisses-two candies for one
KISS; and mamma cries because he does
not come back and take us away with
him."
The dinner bell rang loud and long in
the cottage adjoining. The young car
| peGter mechanically rose to his feet,
and then deliberately sat down again,
as he said, with tender look in his
honest brown eyes, "Im sorry man.
ma cries"
Eyes, she cries"-in lowered voice,
and, completely won by the kind look,
coming to his side, and putting her mite
Of a hand confidently in bis" because
pap has gone up there" pointing TO
The sSy.) II don't member him; twas
long, long, long ago; and Uncle Robert
don't come back; and she's beggarw
this last remark evidently quoted,
with dramatic little gesture.
Again the dinner bell rang violently
will you tell me where you live,
Eya?' asked Dick, paying no attention
10 the summons; but before the child
could reply a stout. buxom, blackeyed
5tIl hew into the room from the rear
uoor, and a slight, graceful, fair haired
woman came in at the door.
Dick, why on earth don't you come
dinner" almost yelled the buxom
sII; and, Eva, my darling, what are
YOU dong here. cried the pretty wo.
man.
fought he was my Uncle Robert"
'ald the child smiling at the young
workman as she dropped his hand and
went toward her mother.
He?' exclaimed the pretty woman,
scarcely gIancing at him. "Why. he"
win a light laugh, and Slight inhec-
.oA o; scorn, or something very like it,
~ Aer voice" he's carpenter" And
.a'chIng the child in ner arms, she dis
'ppeGared as suddenly as she arrived.
GOODNESS gracious sakes alive!"
an Dicks btown-faced, red-cheeked
ser with not an infection but whole
.oluRe OF scorn in her voice. "A car
'eH, ,f! lndeedl And what is she ~
H." !" nat Is she?" repeated Dick.
w, come along to dinner, Dick. and
IN ! bother. I'm hungry, if you amt
SWING hlm by no means gentle pull.
sop moment, Lib" Jerking
nay from her" that's good girl, and
~ me all about it."
IN a. a. about it? Pshaw! you men are
lake D. alike, All about her, you mean.
= you think she's pretty?"
M veil, all about her then" said
:, Utterly Ignoring the question.
rot,s ao'neT be hopping mad, ard the
mas II be stone-cold, but | 'spose
Ter hurry and tell you what /