The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1892-02-20
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Uncle Jim Wanted to Sec Countryman
rcfore nr Died.
We had with us in the Nevada silver
diggings an old man named Jim Wat
SON whom we familiarlv called Uncle
Jim lie was born Eugishman, but
it was only now and then, under the
pressure of great feeling, that his
vernacular betrayed the fact. lie was
taken "dumpy' along in the winter,
and, although he knocked off work and
took various sorts of medicine, he con-
tinued to grow worse, and it was final
ly evident that Uncle Jim was going to
die. lie realized the situation as fully
as anyone else, and one evening, when
three or four of us were in his shanty to
offer advice and sympathy, he said:
Look ere, boys, hits no use. Uncle
JIM can't last but few days longer.
There's h'only one favor I've got to
h'ask"
We were about fifteen miles from the
railroad, Now and then, among the
tourists and travellers we had seen an
Englishman fresh from the other side
of the water. Uncle Jim went on to
inform us that he had not long to live,
but his great desire was to see an Eng
lishman-a real Englishman-aga be-
fore he died. If not too much trouble
he wanted one of us to go over to the
railroad and explain the case to the first
Englishman who passed through and
bring him over to camp.
We were willing to do this, but cir
cumstanccs saved us the trip. We had
a man all ready to start off when a
party of six arrived in camp. They
were doing the mines, and among them
was a representative Englishman who
had not been over more than u month.
He was ut once informed of the facts in
the case and he readily agreed TO drop
in and sec Uncle Jim. The poor old
man had failed rapidly, and his eyes
had become so dim that he could no
longer see any one across the room
We took the stranger in. told Uncle
Jim how it was and they shook hands.
Then the old man sad:
Boys l can't see i'm. Has e got a
red face and does e wear a short coat
and corduroy trousers?"
eyes"
I'm bloomn' sorry, hold man, to
find you hin this situation" said the
stranger as he oent over Uncle Jim.
"Ah! boys, but that settles it! If e
wasn't Hinglish e wouldn't say bloom
in. Hits the first time I've card that
blessed word in ten long years! If hit
'ad come year sooner I'd ave pulled
through this hand got we'll"
"What part of Ilingland did you
come FROM" quered the stranger
From hold Liverpool, bless your
soul"
"Liverpool9 I 'ails from that very
bloomin' place myself"
SIS hit possible? II and 'ow his
hevery thing haround hold Liverpool?"
"Just the same"
Lord save ye, but 'ow clever! Hits
bloomin' nice to ear real Hinglish-
man talk againy'
We left them together for half an
hour. And when the stranger had to
go we went in to fine old Uncle Jim
looking better than he had for week
Boys, hit as done me cap of
good" he replied to our questions. 81
was just dyin' to ear somebody say
clever h and nawsty hand bloomin','
once again. Peraps I'll pull through.
But next day he was worse, and
along towards night, when five or six
of us had gathered in his shanty, seeing
clearly that the end was at hand, he
whispered:
Boys, ears yon around me, but
can't see 1 was in 'opes to pull
through but tho bloomin' stranger de-
layed his bloomiu' visit too long!"
Half an hour later Uncle Jim was
dead, and the smile on his face proved
that he died happy. N Y. World.