Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1883-03-07
THE UNCLE'S WILL.

My diamonds, Mary" said Mrs. Del.
mont; ''and my six-button gloves. And
I'm almost certain that the point OF
that Cashmere shawl is trailing en- the
carpet
Mrs. belmont stood in front of the
fCl'-length mirror, whose golden stand
ards were veiled III draperies of en-
broidered lace-a little withered sharp
nosed woman, with complexion all
composed of paint and powder, hair
artfully touched up by the patent
Golden Dye" and teeth so obtrusively
false that no one would ever dream of
calling them a deception.
But her violent velvet dress had cost
eight dollars yard; her bracelets were
of dead gold studded with diamonds,
and she sparkled all over with precious
stones, like jewellers showcase.
The boudoir was hung with pale blue
satin, the carpet was of the softest
Aubusson, the chairs and tables of en-
ameled white, garianded about by tiny
golden vines, and Skye terrier lay
coiled up on 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'am, Mrs. Masters
is waiting to see YOU"
Mrs. Mastersl' cried the widow, in
a vexed tone.
But before she could say more, the
door opened, and pale-faced woman,
dressed in garments SO shabby as to be
barely respectable, came IN.
81 won't keep you minute, cousin
Caroline" said she apoIogetically.
''The horses are waiting" said Mrs.
belmont ungraciously, land it always
does make them vicious to stand too
long in this frosty air.
81 have been facing it." said Mrs.
Masters bitterly; " and nay cloak is not
so warm as the embroided blankets OF
your pampered horses, Caroline.
"Weu," said Mrs. belmont impa
tiently, .'now you are here, you may as
well sit dow. What is it that You want
now?"
81 am sorry 20 be always begging,
cousin Caroline" said Mrs. Masters,
s'but things have gone wrong OF late.
Some of my best boarders have changed
their quarters for a more fashionable
locatIon-others have gone away with
out paying me-and have been Obliged
to call in an expensive doctor for Den
ME"
"Just what you might have expected
when you adopted that child, SAID
Mrs. belmont. "Why couldn't you let
him go to the asylum, as other chill
dren do?"
"He was our cousins child" said
Mrs. Masters sadly.
"What difference does that maker
said Mrs. belmont, with shrug OF the
Cashmere draped shoulders.
"And," added Mrs. Masters, without
debating the point, 81 hoped perhaps
Won would let me have little money
inst until the next months board-oiiis
come due"
81 can't then,' said Mrs. belmont
pettishly.
"It's money, money, money with you
the whole time. do believe you think
I've a bank, or a gold-mine, or some
such inexhaustible supply. And may
as well stop it now as any time. 30 l
beg, Clara, that you won't trouble your
self to come here any more on your Deg
ging expeditions. Mary-the car-
riage,"
So Mrs. DeImont swept downstairs.
flashing and sparkling as she wen'' Anu
the meek little clearinghouse keeper
took herself off, shedding few iaru'e
tears behind her shabby Grape veil :,
Carolina never had much hear''
unused she. "And what she hao seel''
to be turning the stone.
Mrs. Masters was one OF the uniu0A'
kind. -,
When she was a young girl OF eign-
teen. she had left boardng-scheoi "
come home and nurse old uncle 'o,cp.
through his fatal illness, while Oaioln.,
her cousin, didn't see that she 0o s
do any good" and sereneiy rein"
at Cape May. n;s
And when the old man dleo; anu n,,na's 90
will, leaving all he had to o nlsr.
deceased father, was opene"'
made the best of things.
II did suppose he would leave > mo aob'
little" said she, choking down
"But then people ought not 70 De s
fish. The will was made ten year ; n.y.
before uncle Tom died.
eff uncle Joseph had thouen' - -
make new one, I do believe he "0'''
have remembered me,
And of course Caroline Wil o''''