The Middleburgh post. [volume] (Middleburgh, Snyder Co., Pa.) 1883-1916, 1893-08-31


preston, and his eyes were small and
sharp
She laid down her Arabian Nights
ona rock. and dipped mp u gourd full
OF delicious spring water After long
draught he regarded her approvingly.
Can you tell me whore Jonas
Wray livos?' he further inquired
Down the hollcr yondor. This is
his spring She thrust her book under
one arm, and picked up her bucket of
water. ''I'm going there"
''Bc you? Well now, l reckon Won
must DC one of Jonas Wray's little
gals
I'm Uncle Jonas's niece"
"U-m-m-h-m! You be?" He in
spected her with an air of curiosity
"Well, you seem TO be nice little
girl. Who'd you reckon lam, now?"
If Judv'f"d expressed her candid
Sp.nion, sne would -nnve said, '~some
tramp, most likely but being lit
tie uncertain and little afraid, she
contented herself with Il puzzled look.
Don't know, Ell? Well, I'm your
Uncle Judson."
judy was so surprised that she put
down her pail in order TO take good
long stare at this rather disreputable
looking relative. Then she was sorry
t. see that he should be 30 poor and
weak and shabby.
I'm glad TO see you," said she,
suddenly remembering her manners.
"Iouil Toe just in time for dinner"
She led the way to the house, and
the man followed. \ woody dog.
abou; as .orloru in appearance as I'm.
Gle JCdsou, irottod beside them rs
they went.
That YOUR dog, Uncle?'
"ies, that's Boozer Heaiu't much
T. look az, but hes cute, powerful
cute"
Grsa. was the nmazemeut at the
house when tins trampish man pre-
seuted himself N the guisc Of Uncle
Judson. SeyeTs. weeks ago this long
forgotten relative had written that Le
was coming back TO revisit his boy
hoods home which had neither seen
nor heard o. him Tor more than II
tcore OF years. II, had been in Mon
taua all this time, and OF course he
must Ue rich, they had thought
Doubtless he would appear in car
riege wearing broaicloth and a gold
watch, with possibly a stoye-pipe hat
70 enhance his dignity. OF course his
pocket, would be stuffed with bank
note, and coin, while his balE account
would be something tIpoudOus.
When these old miners do get rich
they never know when h stop" re-
hectei Nr WrGy, who had never had
L bank account himself, aad whose
ideas OF Western prosperity were in.
separlbly associated with the Comstock
Lode. bonanza kings, and the cattle
a.: thousand Aills. But one glance
at Uncle JudsOn crushed their hopes
Judy dragged ont chair and he sat
dorm. The rest OF the family glaryd
IL l!m D. II be we've some freak es-
car-i IRON p dime museum.
wei. tolks," laid the old fellow,
looking from one 10 the other, 'you
do2't seem overly rcjoiced 10 Bee NE.
AIa't you goin' 10 shskef'
They "5hOOk," Of course, in pre-
iuaetory sO., ot a way. and MIs. Wray
remarked:
90. course we're glad to see you,
Jud, Int We didn't look for you -
conc nGcE ul--ia Just such way.
'Ecs. Fut poor folks has poor ways,
Hsrriet, aud ! eint no exception 70
IL rule.
"BaYe you really come back from
Moutguy lust as poor ~ when you
went tAers, JUDI" asked Jonas, not
a.; ,Ye,her concesliDg his dissppoint-
neui. eve sil thought you'd made T.
fJ.tuue."
"Deoyle gets busted out there aS
vel! ~ anywhere eise." Uncle JaJson
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