The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1877-06-16

met in the parlor after the funeral,
You must be out of here tomorrow,
for the place is to be sold"
II shall not prevent any of your ar
rangements," was the proud reply. 'I
will pack my trunk now"
Eyes, and you may take your aunt's
clothing. | have no use for all old wo-
mans dresses. You Gang leave the
iewelry."
Stung to the heart, Magdelne left
the room, while Hannah followed her,
muttering wishes for the heirs future
that were anything but blessings.
You need not get them out" said
Magdellne, as the old servant opened
Miss Barclays wardrobe. "I can re-
member my aunt without them, and I
will accept nothing from my cousin"
"And to think it is all your ownl''
sobbed Hannah. Everything in the
house is for Miss Magdeine." she said
to me many time! And to think there
is nothing for you! You'd better take
the clothes, dearl See, some of these
silks will stand alone, they're that
heavy, and here's the wadded dressing
gown that she took off the day the last
bad spell came on. Poor dear! She
clutched it that hard in her hand l could
scarcely take it from her, and irving
to speak all the time! Better take that,
Miss, ,Magdeline. Come, I'll fold it for
you" AS she spoke, Hannah spread
the handsome cashmere wrapper upon
the bed, and began to fold it carefully.
She had nearly completed her task,
when an obstinate fold refused to lay
over the others smoothly, but ierked
back each time it was patted down.
"Whttever's in here ?" cried the old
woman.
Gas stiff as bit of leatherl All in
between the lining and outside 1t
won't fold any way 1 turn it, Here's
bit peeking out It's paper It's
Miss Magdeline-Miss Magdeiue l''
The shrill excited voice reached Mag
define in her own room adjoining, where
she was busy packing her own possess
sions. She paused in her task, for
there was strange ring of triumph in
the old servants voice.
"What is it, Hannah ?" she asked,
coming to the door leading from one,
room to another.
"a paper sewed in your aunt's Dress,
iuS SO"h ~ pupCl dll
as a card Get the scissors, honey,
quick Who knows, yet ?"
1t did not take Magdeline long to find
the scissors, to rip carefully where Ham
nah directed and find
Mr.. Barclay. in the meantime, had
dismissed the few friends in the parlor,
and was giving Mr.. Meekum explicit
directions regarding the winding up Of
his aunt's property, the calling Of vari.
oCs securities, the disposal OF certain
bonds and stocks, and the sale of the
| house.
81 shall never come here again."
said the heir, in his peculiar snarllng
voice "a wretched hole, only fit for
an old woman. There are opportuni-
ties to invest the money my aunt left
in my own business, and / will extend
them at once. You will, therefore,,
turn everything into money. Sell the
house, and everything in it, even the
match safes"
mot so fast, Mr.. Barclay" said a
clear voice at the door, "the house is
not for sale -
Mr.. Meekum started to his feet and
advanced eagerly.
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cried.
"We have found the will l' cried
MagdeliDe, producing folded parch-
ment "and the cooks daughter pre-.
fers to keep the house as her aunt left
it !"
"H'm, yes I" said Mr.. Barclay, loft
fly, hiding his chagrin valiantly, at
will make very good kitchen / con-
graduate you, Miss Magdellne Mr..
Meekum, you will find me at the
hotel"
And Mr.. Meekum found him, to ex-
J plain that a cOdicil was attached to the
will, in Miss Mary Barclays own hand.
writing, stating that, as her nephew,
Mr.. Stephen Barclay, had systematical-.
ly neglected her for twenty years, her
entire estate should go where she had
already willed her house and personal
property, namely, to her blooded niece,
MagdelIne.
So the snarlng voice was heard no
more in the village, for Mr.. Barclay did
not accept the invitation to his Cousins
wedding, nor present himself at the re-
ception, when, year later, she took
possession of the property she inherited
under her aunt's will, and became the
bride OF her faithful lover, Frank Will
lis