The Somerset reporter., 1895-01-31
Uncle Nathan's Wedding Gift.

list prize story in White Plume Contest
II don't believe in it" said Uncle
Nathan, emphatically. "'rhis loading
Young people down with LOT of silver
and stuff they don't need. aud have To
worry about and tote round with EN- if
they happen To move, I'll give YOU
something worth having. neice Florence.
Florence laughed as she looked up
from the dainty TEA gown her deft fin
gers were fashionlng.
"rhank YOU. ncle Nathan, am sick
of so much that seems rather useless for
poor country doctors wife. LOOK at
those silver CAKE baskets. those dozens
of knives and forks. fifteen sugar shells,
five clocks. and all the rest of the stun.
Harry SAYS he could make money rs Il
merchant if only they We're MT presents
from dear friends
"Well," said Uncle Nathan as he left
the room, ''lou won't see my present
till YOU are ssttled in your new home
and then you Il see I've got some sense. :
Visions of IL check for II handsome sum
would float through Florence Nelson :
mind a. her eccentric, but rich uncle
closed the door. Uncle Nathan was just
home from California, whence for years
had come rumors of his immense wealth.
Florence was one of large family OF
girls, all dependent on theiI own earn
ings. and she Was now soon to unite her
fortunes with those of young DR.. WeS-
ton, whose heart was larger than his
purse. Uncle Nathan seemed kind, aud
she hoped he knew how very acceptable
money would be to them.
She was married quietly one Septem-
Der day, and went at olce to her new
home, cosy little house in neighbor-
ing town. As she and hel husband sat
together in their pleasant parlor that
evening, IA heavily loaded team stopped
at the door add upon Investigation ii was
found that they were the recipients OF
yet another wedding git The man
Nth the load handed Mrs. Weston a
note VIII ch she read hastily, then hand
ed it to Harry with a curious expires
sion her face
Here is my present. neice Florence. st 'r'
to- morrow for San Francisco. Back in two o.
three years to see you.
NATHAN DREW"
swell Flc," said the Young doctor
Let's see what ii all means?'
They soon found out what it meant
Uucle Nathan's present was of all things
uuheard of, ten barrels of white Plume
flour, Where 10 put it was at first &
dilemma. but a spare store room was
utilized and the Young pair were at last
once more alone in their parlor. Florence
was disappointed but the humor of the
/ situation appealed to her so strongly sh'
could not be angry with her uncle.
Ten barrels of flour, Oh Harry
isn't it ridiculous? 1t it were any Other
kind than w bite Plume we'd dispose %
il to the first grocer who would take
pity on US. but White Plume is no ordi
! nary flour, and we'll keep 1t, and save
one bill for few years.
/ SO their housekeeping hogan auspici
ouslv enough. Florence had been one
! of the independent ''lady bachelors" wh'
are feature of modern life, but she wa'
equal 10 her duties as housekeeper
though she had for many years been /
business woman in All Office down town
Even a doctor could find no fault will
the plain but dainty aid nulricious foot
with which her table was provided
When her husband praised her, SIN
laughngly assured him that Uncl'
Nathan and White Plume flour deserv
ed the credit.
The first year or two of married lf'
passed smoothly enough, but the people
of Hillside, persisted in being remark
ably healthy, and new doctor moved II
to whom people flocked, partly from in
terest In Il new person, Tor DIR. Weston
was acknoW lodged to be skilful prac
titioner. From one cause and auothe