The Arkansaw traveler., 1882-10-01
THE UNcLE'S WILL.
Exchange.

m almost CeIIAiH that tilC pUiEil UT iti-hs cashmere shawl IS trailing on the car pet
 Mrs. belmont stood in front of the full-length mirror. whose gilded stand ards were yelled in drapcries of embrold- cred lace-a little, withered, sharp-nosed woman. with complexion all composed of pain, and powder, hair artfully touched Up by the patent Golden Dye and teeth so ob,rusively false that no one would ever think of calling them deoep- ton.
 Bu, her violet velvet dress had cost eight dollars yard. her bracelets were pi dead gold studded with diamonds, and they sparkied all over the precious stones like leweler's showcase.
 The boudoir was hung with palc-blue satin. the carpet vas 1.-the saiiesi Aubas- son. the chairs and tables of enamelled white. garlanded about by tiny golden veins. and Skye terrier lay coiled up on a blue Angora rug in front of the fire. with silver collar around his worthless little neck.
 Yes. ma am, = said Mary with a cough. '' The shawl IS quite right now. ma am. But if you please. ma ar. Mrs. Masters s waiting to see sou.
 Mrs. Masters cred the widow Tn vcNed tone.
 Bu, before she could say more the door opened and pale-faced woman. dressed in garments so shabby as to be barely respectable, came in.
 ' l won't keep you a minute, Cousin Caroline. said she apologetically.
 The horses are waiting, said Mrs. Delmont. ungraoiously. and II always does make them vicious to stand too long Tn this frosty air.
 "l have been facing 1t" said Mrs. Masters. bitterly. and my cloak Is not so warm as the embroidered blankets of your pampcred horses, Caroline.
 We'll said Mrs. belmont. inpatient ly. now that you are here. you may as well sit down. What is i, tha, you want now!"
 |" am sorry to be always begging Cousin Caroline" said Mrs. Masters, |" but things have gone wrong of late Some ef my best boarders have changed their quarters for more fashionable looa,ion-others have gone away without paying me-and have been obliged to call in an expensive doctor for Dem nie-.'
 lust what you might have expected when you adopted that child" said Mrs. Belmont Why couldn't you let him go to the asylum IS other children -
 He was our cousins child" sad Mrs. Masters. sadly.
 What difference does that make" said Mrs. belmont. with shrug of the oashmere-draped shoulders.
 And" added Mrs. Masters. without debating the point. Il hoped perhaps you would let me have a little money. lust until my next month board hills come due"
 a can't. then. sad Mrs. Demont, petilshly. Its money. money. money. with you the whole timc do believe you think have bank. or gold mine. or'some such lneNhaustible supply. And l may as well stop il now as any other time. No beg. Clara, that YOU won't trouble yourself To come here any more. on your begging expeditions. Mary the carriage.
 Ss Nr>. ncimont secp, down stars. flashing and >parklin. t> she went. and the meek litle boarding house keeper took herself of. >heddng a few tar,iec tear, behind her shabby crapc 1cil
 Caroline never had much hcast. muscd she. and wha, she had seems te he turning into stone
 Mrs. Masters w,s Qne ot the unlaek K kind.
 When she ~a> a sitl ei eighteen. she had lei, boarding, ;o comc home and nurse old ncle Joseph through hI> htti illness. ~hilc Caroline. her cousin didn't sec thA, she could do anv good. and serenely renamed 1t Cape May a did suppose he would leave me a little, sad she. choking down a sob. '' But then people ought no, to be selfish The will WAS made ten years before uncle died"
 And when the old man died, and his will leaving all he had io Carolnc's de- ceased father was opened. Clara made the best of things.
 If Unole Joseph had thought to make new one. do believe he would have re- membered me. And of course Caroline will divide. seeing that we arc equally re- lated to Uncle Joseph. and was with him when he died.
 Bu, Caroline did nothing of the sori
 What mine Is mine. said she and certainly shall not give away l solitary cent ot i;
 So Nne cousins went tGeir different ways.
 Mrs. belmont married a handsome southern lawyer who h..d left her a wid- ow al forty.
 Clara welded penniless clergyman who had died as poor as he lived. and she kep, soul and body together by means of a. ,hird-rate boarding-house. further inournng Caroline's displeasure by adopt ing a poor little lame orphan who had no other prospects than the poorhouse.
 live been unlueky all my life" sighed Mrs. Masters. as she hurried home through the biting winter blast and luck don't seem likely to change now
 mus; )as; le; Thompson. the sscoi,si,- hand man, have the big walnut secretare tha, Uncle Joseph gave me. and the rose wood bookstand took for Miss Now bray's board. They're the only articles lrs. ,rnt let, of apy