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Show , Uncle Jack's Story. j "Uncle Jack, please tell js a :.ii( nr idr-r si. 0.7" !" ! cried Hal. throwing himself dovrn. en ;U tep.s beside be-side his uncle. - j "Just a little story about :r Liid toy. lisped Lucy, snuggling up beside her brother. Uncle .lack stretched hinis-lf .j Ifit.Te T-iTiTy. "WelL 1 don't believe I ever knew any lral boys. l;Dl ! miirhtt.'JI vou a l:nl fii;v jhvnt a fnvil bovj" ''Dor "Yes,, do,"' echoed Lucy. ..sow TTnxd'p Jack had told :.. j. xisxiy ries .iuee i ' Ikcakf est that he had not man -.ion? ids;. in his head, so he -felt 11 little like teasing the. children, rie began tins way: "Well, once there was a boy named Boramy Teggs. He lived " '"Do : uu. ymiu Tommy Fl.tcv .. ' .-k . tlaL r Utile- tiinidJy- '"Why. yes, to be sure. T oui .: t that -mag! WelL ibis h:y Tommy started cut cure- day to to ihe- village. TTc carried a .-eu-qrart pail oT vnilk m. one- hand sjad a hand-saw n tin- otic.-.-r tie -vnt ";yily- jilous. vmstling and ikurmT :w.fc t:.i die ri.!5X-.?-p3Sjti " -Why, FreTe- .lack, did hft if "t f.cie iil'k wswa cvJTy- tame zr "Whv. j es. I tliink he ui.a-.-ii haw ooiie ihiL Well. h went aloiiV looking; .!' .t tije i.h'jt Iry ftll bihin-d Iiun -r" I ' Wrrrir is i'ront him f .rskwi Uer cvscf fr. Xa. f (.hirk antjl. said behfnu him, Te kept cdc eTc ore ufo? f-ea bftiind hint aiwl : act r". vbe lng t?:w (rMj.wn whidh he "ras walklirg. -"BrxJ. " began IlaL: ; and t.he;r. aot ;-tsiniur i" "nirrrmiiL. hv contented himself ,ith trying Lo hiok :x i.hc d. njrs.nd ?t the same time keep au eye on his UEck , " As he went along down the street he u.t t ome-thincr ome-thincr in a tree that attracted his autyicion. It 7i r. bird:s nest. He shaded his eyes ith ihe '-aw and ?aw the nest. 'I must go tip e.;ui look :u .lu'.t tiet.' he said. So he climbel up rdiutdy ' "He set hs milk down, didn't It?:" iskttl tiul. 'Yes, but he kept his saw bccr.use he wanted to Ste. Uncle Tack waited for the ppir to I j.ugh at this mild juke. "He found that there weie ihree oi"s In the nesr. ?vtl as lie wes rather a had boy. h? vhorigliL lie would take them out, so he reached in lh? nest and took out the eggs and began to come down the tree hard over hand.'' 1 " But what did he do with the iav.'t" asked Lucy. "And how could he hold the eggs and come down hand over hand C asked Hal. "That 1 don't know," said .Uncle Jack, seriously. serious-ly. "It is striv.tge that I cannot explain that to you. It must have been that he could so? by means' cf ihe saw that he must hand over the eggs to his pocket. On ;Hnking it over. I guess that was it.'' ''Well, go on," said the children. "Well, he thought he -vould like to give the eggs to his mother, so he set down the milk and the saw under the tree, and sat down beside them to watch that no one stole them while he was gone, and he ran back as quickly as he could down the lane " "But ho was under the tree!"' exclaimed Lucy, who was trying to help matters all she could. "He could not run home while, he was sitting there." Uncle Jack rose up on his elbows and looked a I the children in astonishment. "Thai is quite true." ho said thoughtfully. "He could not have done K and in that case it could not have happened, and thus there is no story to tell, is there i" and Uncle Jack opened the magazine he was reading, as if that were quite the only way out of the difficulty. The children waited patiently. "But what about the bird's nest f" questioned Hal. "Well, if ilie boy could not have done what I said, he could not have climbed the tree, and in that case there was no one to bring down the eggs, and so then; could not have been any ue to see the eggs there, and so well, it all seems to be very unlikely. un-likely. In fact. 1 don't believe any of it. do you. now. on your honor t" Uncle Jack looked at them with smiling eyes. "Let's play horse. Lucy." said Hal. "I'll be the horse," ?aid Lucy. "Stories arc silly" After this Uncle Jack, who was rather tired of stories, read his magazine comfortably. Mary Wight Saunders in Youth's Companion. |
