The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1900-02-15
UNCLE pAuLs sLPHEws

'Aft fA#NE EtAk f@0@N NANhf
Is. spd 3 cob asdsr bis srm std
etso', gtiTEe ttsdtd pe,tossef, 10
saeisui buittfnui eolored Goa, snd n'
~ Tar esp
Ea What cfuilily demaoded ibis %
/ tlems1. - TIE durer OF the oDe bo'l
team -uh bsd cone dosp 10 The iofl
hope Of tutbiss 90 hone,t penty oct
tonsto ~ -rnd red bis serslc .. b'd
whs, .bouIi ride 10 HIveDt sc
psir ci less Of my o~Si
Wby yes air. taIa Jsthro Cimm,r
sloslr ssrveJirs The sturdy limbs
s'pose yoa hsse Meet folks hase, nniv'
they've been 90 noiortuBs'e IS - met
With 40 accident Bat he coming on ~
sood old f.shionsd snow storm
Lsi 1t snosl lit IL snou brissly iate
rupied Mt Paul Cspperheld ! ain
sissred OF snosl Add guess In ever.
wsys able TO Gnd nv osn vsy
SO s,yioz. be pulled the bfim o bi
iur tsp 40 igcb q tao more over bis ys'
and re, ef up the bill
Jstbro CtmmsD got iuto bis csrry-al
and drove swsy. for he kuew that sqnir'
Topiz and his vile woald sooaer vail
ten miles than psy ten cents. aud wa
likexise we'll swsre that Petclsal PiI
fort, The theological student, had theories
oo the snbi,c, OF physical exercise that
precIuded slI ideas Ct horse hire
Humphl humptl srunied old Mr. Cop
peffeld t. himself. ss be uudged up The
hill. whose slespness nearly took away
his bresth. bos ones life Is made up OF
Regular mosaic pattern, as
they ssy 10 Fiorencel Ii r. sm |. si,er
twenty years 10 Chins and ten 10 Earope,
back again among .hs the very old buckle
berry pastures and stone walls | used to
know as a ragged, bsrefooted boyl It's
surprising how little things have changed !
IN be ouly oae that is changed worse
uskl Thlriy yesrs Ia give oil the gold
I've made yes. aud welcome - to bo the
,sreiooted boy once more bring the three
ed cows home at night. With nothing in
ils pocket but holtsl | was rich then
ich in sthoussnd things that have melted
way irom ne since like N orning mists 10
he sunshioe Faith, Hope, Charity. aud
III the better part OF ones lilel Heigho -
vas that hlke OF snow7
SLOW and soft, the floating d kes be
,sn to cloud the air. and the winter night
vss settling down over the bleak land
cape 10 earnest.
] don', c,rel said old Paul Copper6eld.
'lo1ding on. There's q warm welcome
Tsitiog for me. IL | msy trust my
ep1aw's letters There's--let me see,
o turn tf here2 or ought | 10 go co to
he next cross roads? Things have
hanged so just hereabou the old stone
nill gone, the finger post taken down -
o bins ss it used to be. Well, I'll risk
!. Wheu how fast IT snowtl | believe
= settling Gown for northeaster.
A. the old man stood. puzz ed and un
ecided. light tttesned from iifiO
ouse window across the bleak heds.
III go ther and enquire, said old Cop
erheld 1t can't be far, snyhoW, and
9TH the boys live nigh together some
here.
Climbin over tbe stone wall. net quite
brskly IS be used to fifty years ago,
sul Copperfeid hurried across the
eIds to the house and rspped on the
,or. ltssung open on treaking hinges,
vsaling an interior Ct rnddy candle
,ht aud blezins logs.
Who is il. Sim ont squesked q shrewish
N ale voice Tell him TO go about
s busiuesel We've got nothing for
Imptl
Simon Copperdeld, 9 sharp nosed I
,nt whiskered individual. hesitsted c
,h bic bsnd on the door.
Old Paul eyed him keenly beneath the q
in OF the msngy fur cap, and said: q
sm 9 roor traveller, friend; I ask only q
tights lodging II
And our best bed TO m ell made up for s
,cle Paul shrilly uttered the woman by I
0 fire. A pretty notion that would bel t
NOR, Why don't yon shut The door, Go .
ont your bnsieess. msb We don't keep o
,verp, me and my bnsbsnd c
Don't you bear What my wife ssys7 y
ear ou,l said Sinop, grrfii'.
lad the door was shut uuceremonious v
10 the travellers face. Y
DID Paul smiled ssrdonicslly to him Il
I 10 the storm aud darkness. p
III try my luck 3 little further, said be. b
II aloud. My nephew Simon evideutly Il
esn't believe 10 the scripture theory OF 4
angels nnfssres Well. o
u Its bot = step or two further 90; 81
thrts lucky for me. My old bones p
ie and my bead feels dizzy like Let q
ste nov whst Herman will say to the sl
vsyfsring msuf This must be the n
lse, where the light shines out SO cheer "
through the red curtsics
Ind once more Paul Coppi rhsld kuock p
on the pspeIs Of toe door upon whose 81
the snos bad slresdy sptesd . msn,le G,
.rniue. b.
pretty blue eyed girl cana TO open IL, K
b . candle 10 one hard. Iii
What's van ins' she inquired, bnskly b,
20, urhindiy.
10 come 10 and VAIN uysslii asked bi
stranger lie blssk nish. snd I've "a
lehos nisssd ny Wy ir
es. zeal tell tin 10 come 10, Phosbs q.
ed ou,,s voice that wss like Paul Cop .b
8 sid's o~p. . score oil years younger cs
f,s.h.t sud Paul obeyed the ann