The Somerset reporter., 1888-12-13
SELECTED.
FORTUNES WHEEL.
UNCLE JOSEPH : CHINESE GoIp

UNCLE JCsFPH : CHINESE GuIp.
eight quarts Of huckleberies-thc
must be eight quarts, at least, should
tbiuk-at cent, quart and may be > If
tine market i scarce--NlrS. Wright got
for hers last week that Will hc - cents,
and at the reduced prices ~ cents ought
certainly Ia huy the bonnet frame, and
I've rnonoh rihhon to trim it quite de-
unity AND ob uond,,ass what q
,Lnn,Ior ,la, q,
lane Dnnjan oaye such a lump that the
ha.L"t AZ Lu,Il.h.i.,i,. tinnrd off fine
messy stone ON the cdge of the mountain
niiT ubor, .L.. had SET If Ia rest her
weary arm and AWAY went basket. leaf
lni,,y md nnrnln fruit in one general
ayal,n,hn mo tha ravinr heInw. In fact
Sba mirht in har nanic almost have fol,
lo,ywpd il herself if n strong grasp on
hor .hnni,lrr ha5 not restrained her.
a.Ianir, What a ntty - cried out Adam
s,erlr.s voice ,,Bnt Why are YOU crying:
Nat for = fn,v bnrkIrhrriips. surely
~ dnn,, lnn,, - f,lfrrrd lane almost
road,, '' f." foII"w tbe. cxnmnle Of her fash.
ionailo sistarhnod in TN. cilv and 20 into
hr ,,'or ~ No th,md,r think; it
n.a. .horn -, i sn.ldan And look how il
j. ittt
nGnmn into Weir's cave said Steele
-. -, ~, ,lan, hut Tho nrni.r,iun
,',f,"in ~, - ,,nad a. an umbrella. and
,l,,lo ,,,,,,,,o, Mowers seldom last loup."
CLAW SILL lanlnd nj the nrptty
f,nctI I fare vim il, innocent blue eyes.
II. fri,,,n nf r,J.5old hair. and the little
,IimnIrI month. for all the world like a
half. brown daInask rose.
.,J,nia said bp. lit, shame that YOU
.bonIJ have to work so hard. slim girl
Hka Won when there's great able
bali.I ,,iont ike me- rrady and willing to
do il for Won. Let me buy the bonnet
I,nin md - rnId wedding ring at the
same time. know I'm no great shakes;
Inn love Won and there's no man alive
can tol.r hotter care of YOU than will"
Adam steele wa, naturally Il hashful
man lie had had this declaration in his
mind , lona time hut now it had seem
i,,,ly soid it.rlf and JAMES soft eyes had
shown assent. and he had both her little
burllrherry-. hands in his
"But-therc's mother. 1altertd Jane
II guess thcrell be room in the old
farmhouse for mother, too 3" said Adam
aood.bnmoredlv "Aunt Lois has bocn
dreadful uneasy to get out to her folks in
Nackinaw this long time Mother can
have her room opening out of the kitchen
and n .on's welcome into the bargain"
So the Young pair sat and built air
castles in their rocky fastuess, until the
rain died away into glittering dcwdropr
and the sun broke out again, and they
made their way down to the little brown
hnI,sa under the stiff Lombardy pOplars.
Mother has got company" said jamie.
The hest room window shades are roll
ed mn and the front door is wide open.
ooh. banp company" burst out Adam
Il want To- talk il all over with her.
81 "nrs. they won't remain long,
~oothcd jamie. Come in ADAM you
Within the house an unusual commo-
flon prryaiIed Mrs. Dunlap was in tears,
with her cap very much on one side lht
camnhor bottle stood on the table, and
old Mis- Retsrv Banker was vchemently
fannino her stiff straight, white
,",l'' -,lntnod littlc man sat in a chair
Ia, the window looking over some pa
perS.
Ps as mi. v,ur danghter.' said he, a,
Jane came in. And your SOM
But he hopes to be one OF the day. !
sir
d., I..yIl of Nassau street, New
va, curly answered the stranger,
..tnd bavp come 10 tell Mrs, Deborah
r.',i,a ,,'at b.oin nrxt of kin. She has
', ,'''''lI, - tho fortune of Joseph Horn
DunIan late of Canton. China, lately de-
n onu'|P If cane fever"
~ somehow cant believe it's true,
.oid moor Mrs Dunlap. with a clutch at
,ta camnbor bottle. "A-hundred--
thousand dollars, Nv poor uncle that
never saw! oh! oh! somebody fan
No.
mt after Mrs Dunlap had slept on
,h'.sncws and received the congratulations
~ In ber nninbbors. il seemed more real
IN her
I'VE are rich " said She Involuntary
stroiobteninu herself in her chair ike
ysiat0ri, an fine throne. MY Jane must
.,,,I.,,' % notch worthy of her situation
,,F ,,,,r.. Adam Steele is ont Of the ques-
lion
''oi Up. 80, aid Lane ~ love Adam, and
,a.,n, l,,..s me
.'That,. all nonsense said Mrs. Dun
la,
And " added lane. "Tll never marry
any one else"
..F,JdInsticks, :" screamed the widow
The LITTLE world of Weir's Hollow all
sided with Mrs Dunlap. IN heiress like
lane. said they ought to look higher than
a more farmer who earned his bread ac-
cording to scripture, by the sweat OF MS