Tazewell Republican. [volume] (Tazewell, Va.) 1892-1919, 1900-07-12
ma,am. at $50 q week "

Certainly, ma'am-certalnly'
As he turned, after seeing them off,
already in imagination leading Jean
ME Cope to the flower-decked altar,
slender, good-looking young man of
some four or five and twenty stood be-
side him.
Good morning, uncle" he cried,
breathlessly.
Good morning, joe" returned Mr..
Peterson, nodding to Mr.. Joseph
Franklin, his only nephew. What
brings you here in such a hurry"
rs your house let yet, uncle?"
"Yes-no-I don't exactly know"
responded Mr. Peterson, little awk-
wardly. what does it matter to you
whether it is or not, hey, you young
scapegrace?"
much, sir. To tell you the truth,
was thinking of renting it myself"
"You!"
eyes, l. I'm going to be married
next week, uncle"
"a very sensible plan" said Mr.. Pc
terson, beamingly.
I'm glad you approve OF IT, SIT anu
in case my wife and l conclude to take
few boarders, can have your prom
Use to consider you as one?"
THAT is, in case you take the
house,"
Eyes"
81 can't promise; in fact, 1 think I've
already engaged myself" said Mr. re-
terson, importantly. ITO speak frank
lv. Joe, I've some idea of marrying my
self"
"You. uncle?" exclaimed Franklin,
in amazement.
"And why not?" testify demanded
Mr.. Petro Peterson, his bald head
turning pink with excitement. I'm
not Methuselah, Why shouldn't get
married."
"There's no reason on earth why you
shouldn't, uncle" responded Joe,
smothering a laugh; "only, you see'
YOU took me rather by surprise. In
that case why shouldn't we have the
pleasure of accommodating both Mrs
Peterson and yourself?"
Because, sir" said Mr.. Peterson, SEN
tentiouslv. because my mother-ln-law
that is to be takes boarders, sir, few
boarders in genteel sort Of way, ana
I've all but promised myself to her.
"'All but There is a chance then
Of"
"a very slender one" unwillingly adj
mitted Mr.. Peterson.
"And if you should make no other ar
ranpement YOU will let us have the
house"
"Y-yes, I suppose So"
"There can be no harm in my bring
ing her to look at the house this after
noon after office hours"
"No. 1 suppose not"
He was making little pencil estimate
about the probable cost Of refurnlsh-
ing the apartments he occupied with
velvet and satin, according to JEANNE S
not particularly economical ideas, that
same afternoon, when Joseph Franklin
entered. flushed and proud.
"She's down in the parlor, uncle"
"In minute. Twelve and sixteen
and-there, then, Joe, how can man
add ND his accounts with you stamp
mo round the room like a wild buffalo
Yes. YES, I'll 60 down and see her, and
then perhaps l shall have little peace
of my life"
He followed his nephew resignedly
down to the parlor, thinking the while
of far other things, and suffered him.
self to be led to little sofa in the bay
window, where a slender young lady
was sitting, toying rather nervously
with a pink parasol.
"Uncle," said Joe, proudly, this is
my promised wife, JEANNE, this Is
Uncle Petro Peterson"
JEANNE Cope!" gasped the aston
ished bachelor.
you'll give me kiss, uncle, won
vou?" said JEANNE, putting up hel
coral lips in the most bewitching way
in the world. 81 said it was mamma
this morning; but it was really Joe
and that wanted the house."
at was. che" said Mr.. peterson
with a curious commingling of sensa
tions.
eyes, and you know you promised &c
get married and board with us. He did
indeed, joe"
81 was only joking. Married, indeed
I'm not such fool yet. I'll stay here
but I'll not refurnish the rooms thu
year"
So the bill was taken off the from
door; and Mrs. Joseph Franklin ha
learned to make an omelet that suit
the fastidious taste of her uncle-in
law.
|'And it's just as we'll that fate save'
me from making a fool of myself" say
+. | A. po+ereon eyultantly-N. Y. News