News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1882-10-05
UNCLE CARL'S HEIRESS.

| AHu you IL DS careful OF GQ6 money,
Carl, and lay it in warm nest ?" said
the old man-old Carl Van Webber,
who, lying upon his death bed, has just
made his will in favor of his nephew
with it, know. I've scraped and saved
all my life for it. never was extrava-
CANT. When came to America poor
boy, fatherless and motherless, 1 had
just $40, and went to work with that
capital. In the warm weather made
lemonade. I didn't make it too sour,
nor put too much sugar in it either, and
| sold it at the corners, and in the winter
| L started a coffee-stand, and I put by
| little and little, and a little more--and
at last bad shop with counter, at
which people sat and drank tea or choco-
late or coffee and ate cakes. And then
a regular restaurant and after that fine
place-a very fine place, indeed-and
there 1 made my fortune. But I've
always been saving, always. And you
won't waste the poor old mans money,
eh, Carl?"
1 AODS JOu Will 4COOfOA, uASAC, 6oAA
Carl, from his heart "but thank you
for meaning SO well to me, and I will do
my best"
"Yes, yes," said the old man, "but
I can't recover, and we must talk now.
You will take the money and do the
best, and, Carl, this is what have set
my heart on-you will marry Eliza
Patch ? She's fine girl, and know
what Patch will leave her. Not being
pretty don't matter; an excellent,
economical person-well, little older
than you, but, bless us, what is that
Yes-youll offer yourself to Eliza Patch,
and my word for it, she'll not say no;
and then -
"Uncle Carl" said the young man,
"don't mislead yourself. I cannot
allow you to do it. 1t would not be
fair or honest. I shall never offer
myself to Miss Eliza Patch, for l do not
love her,"
Romantic nonsense !" said the old
man. Love-bah II am an old
bachelor myself, but 1 don't suppose
that after the first year or two men ever
are in love with their wives, and pretty
women make as ugly old ones as the
ugly girls. Patch is my very good
friend. We've talked the matter over
, You'll marry Eliza. I know-at least
L hope-you are not entangled any
where ?"
: 'I am not engaged as yet" sai(
Carl, slowly; "and my vanity may mis-
lead me into thinking am liked; but
understood to a young lady whom
q love very much, and 1 shall offer my
self to her."
- "You shall?" said the uncle, sharply
"Ah, well, you are not fool, 1 know
i. Perhaps she is as well off as Eiiza2''
"She has not a penny" said Carl
= "She is a governess, and earns enougl
to dress herself; no more"
I s'Carl," said the old man, 'I hav
>. made you my heir. 1 demand littl
) obedience. Leave this girl and offe
: yourself to Eliza"
I "Uncle," replied the young man, &C
have hitherto been obedient. Now
L must refuse to obey. Love cannot b
. coerced, and, if it could, an honorabl
man could not lead a girl on to believ
: he loved her, and then coolly back on
without giving her a chance to say no.
81 dislike to hear nonsense, SAID tn
old man. "Iet these absurdities pass
You will marry Eliza Patch, or you wi
D not. If you refuse, L shall alter m
will 1 shall leave you penniless, ant
l. as the business will no longer be CA
ried on, without a situation. Take you
choice. Go away now; return to me
u half an hoar, and tell me what it Ii
You know I am a man of my WORD, Car
y and 1 talked the thing over with Patel
u he expects it, and I'll put up with Il
nonsense. I've a little grandnieC
e somewhere. I'll leave it all to her-al
Lx Carl-unless you marry Eliza"
Carl said nothing. He left the room
and sat alone in the parlor below, unit
his uncle's bell summoned him. E
thought over his altered prospects I'll
while, and looked matters bravely
the face.
Of course he could not marry Eli
Patch. OF course he would. whenev
he could, marry his little sweetheart,