The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1884-10-02
Unc|e's Wedding Gift.

| Unc|e's Wedding Gift.
$50 you are going to be married
iris, are you?" said Uncle Nahum.
A little silves haired man, with deep
wrinkles plowed on his parchment-like
forehead, and a suit of bright, old
fashioned blue cloth, gaily garnished
with brass buttons. he looked grotes;
quely unlike the surroundings of that
elegant suite of drawing rooms in which
he sat. like the fairy god father in an
enchanted palace.
The crimson carpets, the sunshine
shifting through the drapcries of gold
colored satin, until the marble statues
and carved alabaster vases seemed to
be stepped in an atmosphere of molten
sunshine; the faint scent of flower bas-
kets, placed here and there, made it an
apartment worthy of the handsomest
brown stone in New York; and uncle
Nahum marveled within himself as he
looked around it, as to whether his
brother Matthew had found a mine of
gold since he first came to make his
fortune in the great city.
Uncle Nahum, our readers will per-
ceive, was but simple old farmer,
AMI knew nothing of the hooks and
crooks by which the city people con-
trive to make very snowy appearance
upon very small capital.
Eunice Dalton, his eldest neice, tall,
lovely brunette, as graceful as silver
birch tree, with eyes and hair dark
enough for a gypsy, sat opposite on a
low fauteuil of crimson velvet, her slen.
der fingers toying idly with the golden
festoon of chain that hung around her
neck, while Nina, the youngest sister,
was nesting close to uncle Nahum
side, with her golden curls almost
touching his cheek, and her blue eyes
fixed, with sort of innocent, childish
wonder on his face.
Eyes, uncle Nahum said Nina,
"We are really going to be married.
Eunice and l. Will you come to the
wedding?'
Uncle Nahum lifted his keen, grey
eyes to Eunice's face She neither spoke
nor looked up. Evidently she had no
intention Of confirming her sisters cor
daily given invitation.
"No, child, no. said the old man
evidently a little disappointed; I'D
cut poor figure at your grand we'd
dinss: Only | hope you've chosen
well.''
"There can be no doubt at all about
that said Eunice haughtly, Il am to
marry Mr.. Lesdener, a broker, and
Nina is engaged to Mr.. Falconer, a
gentleman of Independent wealth.
''Riches have wings, my child,' said
the old man quietly; ''never forget
that
."What makes YOU talk so disagree
ably, Uncle Nahum?' said Eunice
with shrug of her beautiful Shout
ders.
"And s'pose you'll have lots of nice
presents said Mr.. Dalton. ''Silver and
gold and china fol-dc-rols. and good
ness knows what all. Well, well, l
wish had something to send to you
that would be of use in your grand way
of living.'
But tell you," said the old man
with Frightening face, ''what l have
got. -FOUR Aunt Rebecca's receipt
books that's my wife, dead and gone
these ten years-and there ain t a bet
ter lot of receipts not in the whole
state of Connecticut. She copied 'em
all with her own hands, aye, and tried
every one of 'em, too. so she knowed
they was all good. There amt no such
way o bakin' pork and beans as she
knowed of, and the real lection cake
receipt is there, and three or four differ
ent sorts O. rutfle and blcachin' pow
ders, and directions for maxim root
beer, and the dear knows what else.
You'd like that, girls, wouldn't yep
Eunice broke out into peal of ire
sistible laughter, needless of the hurt
look which gradually crept over the
face of the old man, but Nina pressed
her rose-red lips to his wrink1ed brow
and stroked his hand softly in hers.
Its very kind of you to think of it,
uncle, I'm sure" said Nina; land
whatever you send we shall accept
gratefully. Here comes papa now to
take you up to Central Park in the
carria &c, so let me run and get your
nat.''
Uncle Nahum did not prolong his
visit to the city beyond day or two.
s'It's such a hubbub, and so much
elbowin and crowdin' that l can't
stand it," was his frank confession.
"Once let me get out of Chicosay Falls,
and sit on my own porch, with nobody
but the frogs and katydids to disturb
me, and I'll be myself again.
Il am glad he's gone" was Eunice's
comment as she brushed her curls
rosewood stick preparatory to the
evening soiree, for which she was
dressing.
"Why, Eunicc. how can you talk SOP
said innocent little Nina. Il think he's
ever so nice and kind"
Every kind,' observed Eunice, sar-
castically, "with his horrid, rusty old
receipt book. declare, Min, l thought
1 should have laughed myself to
DEATH"
''He meant it all in kindness,
Eunice.'
Il dare say, but I wish he would
keep his kindness until it is called for"
said the elder sister.
"He wished me to visit Chickosay
Falls on my wedding tour, and shall
accept his invitation said Nina
earnestly. Il should so like 20 see
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