The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1889-08-31
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hiuzinto Sir Johns study.
Nell. my man." said the new baro-
- sand what can do for you?'
...Jack." said the stranger, lido you
mean to say that you don't know me?
Pm your Uncle Toby am, indeed,
md not blessed soul recognizes me!
e.This is driveling nonsense!' he
said; "but if you are my uncle, how
lthe deuce do you account for the fact
tbsx YOU were drowned in the At
llantic?"
II wasn't drowned; it was another
passenger" and Sir Toby confessed
the story of the change of coats, which
had Induced every one to believe he
was dead.
.But what on earth have you been
doing for more than two years."
n went hunting bears and things in
tn.{ Rocky Mountains" said Uncle
Toby, in sepulchral voice. 1--WE lost
our way, wandered about for days, and
were eventually captured by the Objib-
eboo Indians. Couldn't get away, or
even write.
30. indeed! Is that why you have
tattooed your face so elegantly" asked
Jack.
Il didn't tattoo myself-they did it
for me- walled Sir Toby. My face
i nothing to the rest of me. I've got
apine forest. q lake and a range OF
NJ. stains on my back; three rattle
Z y s4op each arm; my chest is GOV.
1 cred with tordahawks, arrows and
pipes. and there are opossums, ter
Iapinsa and all Sorts of beastly animals
on my legs!'
''Dear me! BY the way, what's be-
come Of your left carp"
We'll, you see, Red Blanket, the
chief. you know, took great fancy tic
me; but sometimes he used to get drunk
and throw things about. He cut nearly
the whole of my ear off with a toma'
hawk one day."
You must have had a rollicking
time!'
Don't laugh, you vagabond!' cried
Sir Toby, waxing wrathful. Look al
my head! That was done by Blue
Braces, another chief; he tried to scalp
me, and it was all that Red Blanket
could do to stop him. He got about
half of it off as it was. And now. Jack
when you've done grinning. perhaps
you'll talk business. | meant to play 8
joke on you, but it seems to me that
I've got the worst of it. However
we'll let bygones be bygones; I'll make
you good allowance, though l hear
that you've married wife with a big
fortune. But, of course, you know you
must clear out
Clear out of WHAT"
"Why, out of my property and my
money, of course" snapped Sir Toby
You're welcome to the baronetcy
Uncle Toby" said Jack. thoughtfully
but m afraid that can't oblige yor
any further"
What the deuce do you mean, STRIP
''Simply that there's nothing left tt
clear out of! I've spent it-every bob.
Sir Toby turned livid under his tat
doo-marks.
w. Nts internal young scoundrel!' he
shrieked; "are you madP"
mot bit OF it, uncle; don't ge
excited. You see. nearly all the none!
you left went to pay post-obits; ant
then took to racing, and gambled ;
bit. Had most shocking luck! Los
every sixpence; sold the house il
Grosvenor Square; sold Bunskin Hal
under the Settled Estate act, you know
sold every thing. If hadn't married
HildaI should have been absolutel,
stone-broke. She bought back Bun
skin Hall, by special leave Of the trus
tee; but all her money is strictly tiet
up, and l haven't sixpence of m.
own in the world"
''Is this really true?" said Sir Toby
family.
Gospel truth, l assure you. Asl
Taper and Deeds, they know all abou
it. Never mind, Uncle, you've hat
your fun with the Obiibeboo Indians
you know, and I've had mine. Won
you have q brandy and soda or some
thing? You look quite green. Tel
you what. If you let me keep the
title. I'll get Hilda to make you heat
gardener at Bunskin-G250 ayear. goot
house and precious little to do. Thinl
it over, Uncle. Truth.
An Initiative Canary.