Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1895-07-05
Miscellaneous.
UNCLE GEORGES VISIT.

You would have thought he was the
Prince of Wales or at least lord or a
duke, by the way they treated him
But he wasn't There was nothing
blue-blooded or princely about him.
He was only plain George Lewis, a
rough, hardened old miner, who had
gone to the Black Hills when he was
a boy, and by long years of toll had
nmassed fortune.
And now he had come home to enjoy
and v,sit his fashionable but by no means
woo a4 tea1uf
"M, Leslie nat genttrmSse wife
announced ono evening at the dinner
table, my uncle George, whom have
never seen, is coming to visit us within
a few weeks, and he says he may stay n
month or two, and may conclude to
make his home with ur if"
"Make his home with us 7" snorted
Mr.. Leslie, putting down his cup of
coffee with vicious jerk. "Well, |
guess not. don't object to your poor
relations coming here once in awhile for
u few days, but as for one quartering
himself with US for the rest of his natural
lifetime it's too much Haven't | told
you"
"If it's Agreeable, went on Mrs les
lie, calmly resuming at the point where
she had been interrupted by her irate
spouse, as though nothing had hap
poned.
"And he says that he has made a
large fortune and thinks, rs he is over
sixty years of age and in rather poor
health. he wants to enjoy few years Of
rest before he dies"
No stage transformation scene was
ever half so wonderful as the change
that took place on the chubby face Of
Mr.. Leslie. His gray side-whiskers
fairly bristled with new found joy.
But no tried hard to conceal his
change of sentiment That was diplo-
macy. And one of Mr. Leslie's fond
est decisions was that he was second
Machaveli.
"Well, guess we can find room for
him. How would it do to put him
in the front room upstairs? Now, don't
you think it ought to be repapcred,
Mrs. Leslie ?" said tho husband.
And, of course, Mrs. Leslie, who had
been asking for such an improvement
for some weeks, eagerly assentod and
thanked her stars for more than one
reason that her uncle was coming
won't it be splendid to have him
here 2" said Miss Florence Leslie,
rather tall, stately young woman, whose
ideas ran much to society. Maybe
now I'll get that pair Of diamond ear
rings have been waiting for 80 long "
ale may be such u horrid old guy
VIC shall all be ashamed Of him" sug-
gested sangy Miss Bessie, year
younger than her sister Florence. 49,
Fancy him sitting on our veranda
with big slouch hat and his trousers
tucked into bis boots when the De
Goodleys drive by How they will
laugh at us !!
"Do you think Uncle George would
buy me pair of ponies, mamma 2
quericd young Robert, who though but
nine years of age, appeared koonly alive
to the situation.
Uncle George came He was very
modest, unassnming gentleman, with Il
bronzed face and the quiet ways Of a
man who has been an exile from society
for years And, strange TO say, he was
rather averse to talking about thc-family
history.
L. KnaInaN IiupIn
George is" said Mrs. Loslic, explain
ing this peculiarly to neighbor
''But do you knew" she said, in a
mysterious whisper, che must be very
wealthy. | know he must be getting
ready to make US some splendid present.
For saw him counting over an cDor'
nous roll Of bills the other day, as
though ho we're studying what to buy. y
Mr.. Leslie, too, was likewise eagerly
expectant. He had really begun to like
Uncle George least be thought he
did.
And 70 it went down 10 the youngest
member of the family. Uncle George,
it must be owned, Jared pretty well.
They even gave grand party in
honor Of the newly arrived relation from
the West. All their friends were in
vited. The caterers were given carte
blanche. IL was really fine affair
1--WE wish to spare no pains to make
my dear uncle fee! at home" said Mrs.
Leslie TO her friend Mrs. Gordon, that
night.
"To make him feel at home," echoed
Mr.. Leslie. at is our aim TO make his
last days as pleasant as possible-you
know be is getting old-fOr he has seen
rough times out in the West, and has
earned good rest, I'll warrant
The fact is this was trihe bypocrit-
zeal on tho part Of Mr.. Leslie Truth
was he was beginning TO get little
anxious over the fact that Uncle George