Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1890-05-16

Blu: have never met him 7 owe my
introduction to Miss Phemie Norris to her
uncle Wiliam-ah-ah The young man
suddenly remembered that he did not
know Uncle Bills last name.
Her Uncle Nilliam!' repeated Sir.
Norris. "Euphemia, does young Howard
allude to your poor mothers unfortunate
brother, Biui"
Phemie bowed her head.
Young Howard" repeated Mr.. Norris,
That person has no authority to introduce
my daughter. Consider yourself stranger
to her henceiorth.
Phemie looked at Fred. Fred looked at
Phemie
1t is too late, sir, >" the latter said 4
love your daughter, and have won her
heart She has promised to be my wife
Mr Norris stared at him, lifted his eye
brows, stared again through his donble
eye-gIass, and spoke sternly:
Il haye one daughter who is a credit to
me. Lord McTab paid great attention To
her last winter lie has written to ask my
CoIsCAt " uC4 AuplIdiSf N4llNu L cLa4l e4NCf
and he will return in the fall to be married
to her. An English uobleman would hard
" like brother-in-law who makes per
haps, twenty dollars per week, Ny eldest
daughter, Mrs. Timkins Trotter, has mar
ried a gentleman who is esteemed the
wealthiest man in Mineville. Ny son is
with my my brother in New York--a man
/ am proud OF. Now, l shall never make
d fuss about my Phemie. l only tell you
this: If she marries you, l disOwn her.
You can take her if she chooses. I shall
never give her penny. She may have her
clothes and trinkets, and 60. If she obeys
me she shall be. married or single, we'll
provided for. She is plain and unprepos-
sessing but I know young clergyman
who will attain eminenee, who only needs
my permission to propose. She might do
very well, with proper portion, for him.
She has a thick waist, large mouth, and
ordinary features" continued Mr.. Norris,
turning his eye glass on his daughter, but
clergyman should not look for beaut y"
she is the prettiest girl l know, and If
may earn her bread and butter, can do it,
said Fred Howard. ''You give her to me,
sir2"
"No, replied Nj. Norris. She may
give herself to yoG, if she chooses to be a
beggar."
Then he walked away
| As Phemie and Fred stood looking at
each other, Uncle Bills head arose above
| the shrubbery.
Il give my permission he said, with
more than usual dignity, "and l am her
mothers brother. l think you will make
her happy, young Fred Howard"
The maiden aunt and the sister, who
was to be the bride of an English noble
man, led Phemie a sad life of it for awhile;
but one morning she walked out of her
home in her simple church going costume,
and was married in the little chapel of st.
John Old Uncle Bill, in his old-fashioned
broadcloth suit, went with them, and gave
the bride away. Mrs. Howard was there and
a school friend of Phemie's, and a fellow
clerk of Freds. None of the Norris fami-
ly. And after the wedding they were to
90 upon little trip. Phemie's trunks had
been sent to Fred's mothers little house.
The bride was not as happy as she might
| have been under other circumstances, but
at home no one had ever loved or conSid-
cred her since her mothers death and
Fred loved her, and she loved him. Her
o.iJ troubls that she must leave her
old Uncle Bill.
THAT is hard" the old man said; very
hard, Phemie." And then Fred held ont
| his hand.
'TUncle Bill, he said, 1--WE shall live in
a very plain way, but if you will live with
US we will do our best to make you happy,
and shall be happy ourselves"
''Will you be so, boyi" cried Uncle Bill.
A poor old man like ne-eh reallyl"
Really cried Phemie, dancing with
joy.
Really and truly, heaven knows" And
Fred grasped her hand and shook it. ''You
brought US together, Uncle Bill" he said.
''Its lucky" answered Uncle Bill 'for
brother-in-law Norris has turned me out of
his house for aiding and abetting you
told me l might be town poor, if [ liked.
l didn't, but just said, Very well; I'll
co."
Then the old man looked at them with
smile; looked at Mrs. Howard with anOth
er, and then laughed his sweet, good nat
| ured laugh.
you're two good, honest, generous
children" he said. And you're Fred's
mother, ma'am? But I've an explanation
to make. Five years ago my sister Susie
heard that was sick and at a hospital,
and took me to her home. She nursed me
back to tolerable health, and was very
good to me. Then, sweet angel, she died.
She thought that being in hospital meant
poverty. l was paying fifty dollars week
there | have a fortune that even Mr..
Norris would respect, but seeing what he
was, took fancy that would find out
what his children were. I've lived about
the place as old Uncle Bill, poor rela-
ton wasn't wanted; even at the table
l was despised by all but Phemie. She,
uedT llIllt SlIiJ udo DCCA uduShLCl W hiC-
| told sister Susan the truth on her death
bed. and promised to do my best by this
sweet girl; and my money has been grow
ing, under good care for five years. Why,
had been the beggar they thought me,
I'd gone TO an almshouse rather than eat
Norriss bread all these years. As it was,
| enjoyed the joke. To think how he
could have respected me if he had known
the truth. How he scorned me for being
poor, when l was wealthy man ;but let
that pass; We are happy together, and
what need we carel"
There was great excitement at the Nor
ris mansion when the news reached its in
habitants, and Mr.. Norris sent formal
forgiveness to his daughter.
She was a good girl, and felt glad that
this was so, but she only began to know
what real happiness was III the home where
she and those who truly loved her lived
contentedly together for many long and
pleasant years.
How He Got Rid Of the Bore.