West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1886-04-02

| HuNuauh 10 YOU NOW. nv DARING enid.
YOU have no mother; she died yestcr.
day"
The proposed visit To Los Angelo.
was of course omitted. and the carriage
OF Mrs, John Tcmplcton never stood at
the door vt the unknown doctor as The
chariot OF Namnan the Syrian stood at
the door of The prophet Elijah.
After the first shock Of the blow had
passed away, Maria Tcmpleton, by q
supreme act of the will. aroused herself
ana became the brave woman which
she was at heart She bore herself
well on the long journey home. and
rose TO the emergency which the sad
occasion demanded. The old home of
| her mother, with its solid furniture and
ITS familiar appointments, became hers:
and within a months time the Temple
ton family had removed from their
| narrow home i'm side street TO the
! spacious home of Maria'S childhood on
/ the favored side of Walnut street.
Philadelphia. The will Maria knew
would be all right, and. being engaged
IN the more cOngcnial details Of ar
ranging the house for her own family,
! had left this mysterious business TO her
| husband and the family attorney. and
that unknown but ultimate combiirfrr
ton. the prothop atortl SolIrt and the
register of deeds
Mr. TempletOn had told his wife each
week after their return from California
that he would bring home her mothers
legacy in a day or two; but a full month
had passed away without the appear
ance of the conventional tin box from
the safe deposit.
AT last, one Mon day afternoon. when
Maria had returned from DAYS busy
shopping at the grand central depot of
John Wanamaker's. the conversation
with which the story began took place
IN the hallway of the Walnut street
residence. Aunt Amelia had come!
Aunt Amelia was to he me~,icated i'm
Maria Templeton' new home. and was
to be constant factor i'm the equation
of the home life of the new establish
ment. AT breakfast, dinner and sup
per, on the stairs and i'm the drawing
room. I'M her own room and i'm the
guest-chamber. 10y day and 10y night,
in the short days of winter and i'm the
long days of summer. at every turn i'm
existence, she, Martha Tcmpleton. was
continually To behold the face of Aunt
Amelia, and BE- conscious of her pres
ence, subordnating the ways of the
household to her own depravcd and in
.ricate will.
NO, John, she exclaimed, a. the
bleaching white of the sense of cRia,ii
took the place of the glow from the
excitement of shopping which was on
her cheeks a. she entered the house
no, John, this can not be. There
must be some mistake about il. NV
mother never would intlict such a load
of care and responsibility upon one
whom she loved so much rs she did me
Let me see the viii.
John handed his wife Il stiff piece of
parchment from the inner pocket of his
coat. and, spreading it out upon the
piano in the parlor, laid his finger upon
the following passage:
IL give and bcqueath To my cousin
Amelia Burton Cranbrook. otherwise
known a Aunt Amelia, the interest on
the sum of thirty thousand dollars.
during her life. the money itself to he
given TO my daughter Maria ON the
death of the said Amelia Burton Gran
brook. And II Is. moreover, my wish
ana desire. as the condition upon
which the aforesaid sum shall descend
to my aforesaid daughter. Maria Tenn
! pletUn, that the aforesaid Amelia Bur
ton CranbrOok shall live with said
/ daughter Maria, if the aforesaid Maria
! occupies during her Lifetime my resi-
dence situated upon Walnut street. in
the city of Philadelphia"
! You could move out. Maria. and Uo
/ back again to your residence on South
/ Nineteenth street said John, a, lac
/ watched the daZcd look on his wife :
face; 81 but then YOU are so comforta-
| bly, settled now that it would be pity
| To take up the carpets one week after
| they have been put down. Besides.
/ you would have to 90. every few DAYS.
/ to see your Aunt Amelia at her board
| ing-house on Mount Vernon street.
All further conversation about the
/ will was interrupted by knock at the
drawng-room door.
Miss Amelia wants TO know if
! there Is any more boiled milk for her
| chOcolateg' asked the waitress. THE
milk took up before was scaldcd: and
she says. ma am, please not to forget her
belladonna pills, and the pcpsin. And
/ one thing | most forgot She want,
John TO 90 up to her clearinghouse.
and fetch down her hot-water spine
/ bag She left il behind when she packed
up her trunk.
Don't let me keep YOU. Maria. &c
said her husband. you have been
waiting for your mothers legacy ga
into the kitchen, my dear and get il
some hot milk for its chocolate.
Amelia Cranbrook Mrs. Pcntrcqth
Jones cousin. otherwise known a,
Aunt Amelia, had been an invalid from
her youth The shawl and sofa were
her daily companions, and what had
+ once been her mind had now become a
mere registering machine. like the
clicking indicator Of stocks or the end.
less Geographic slips Of modern bro
ker office. Her imagination furnished
the fact, for this daily quotation OF
/ physical stocks, and her retcntiyc mem.
DRY kept the books Of this physical
mental and moral firm. known a.
/ Amelia Burton tranbrUok There wcr,
/ intricacies in her will which stood i'm 4
/ vital connection with certain mv.tcrf
/ Gus integument- Of her liver Her will
was complicated knot of strange and
. undecipherable Inconsistencies. and wa.
A. the outward and visible -igu Of her i'm.
ward and intricate nerves. With al
physical ent5nglcment- and ncryou,
. complications. however, Miss Amelia
. Burton CranbrOOk held what she re-