Pawtucket tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 1890-189?, 1892-06-13
HER INHERITANCE.


"If any relatives Of the late James
landlord, some time curate of Widston,
be still living, they may hear of some
thing to their advantage by applying TO
Messrs. Dodd 81 Son. solicitors, King
street"
Barbara Reed put down the paper with
Jerk. II wonder IL that means me, +"
she said thoughtfully. my GRANDPA
theirs name was certainly James Hand
ford, and know he was curate, but
did not know there was any money in
the family"
eff you think il worth while go TO
Messrs. Dodd & Son and find out, sug-
gested a Sharp featured, elderly lady,
who was stitching at the table opposite.
"Of course / WIFI Why, there may
be 6, 900 waiting for me there"
"Or five pounds, more likely" supple
mentod the stitcher
Barbara laughed.
"I'd rather think OF tho thousands,
Mrs. Stewart; they would be very much
more ~ my advantage"
II know of something that would be
more 20 your advantage than all the
money you are ever likely TO get from
advertisements, if you had but the good
sense TO see it," returned that lady sig
nificantly.
Barbara flushed as she left the room
to get her cloak and bonnet and set out
for home She was the music mistress
in Mrs Stewards school, and had been
one OF the most promising pupils in il
before that; she was almost alone in the
world, except for distant aunt with
whom she lived, and after school days
ended ii became necessary that she
should do something toward keeping up
the little household, she had been very
glad when Mrs. Stewards proposal TO
retain her for the younger girls music
lessons saved her from applying TO
strangers.
Shll, notwithstanding her obligations
there were times when Barbara felt
strongly disposed to protest against that
lady's authority, which was pretty much
as it had been in the days when she was
"quito a child" as Barbara often phrased
it to herself "Sho never seems to re-
member that am grown up and able to
manage my own affairs. 1t does not
follow that because / was her pupil once
she has any right TO interfere In the mat
ter now"
She was marching down the road, her
head well up, while she argued the mat
ter out TO her own satisfaction, when
some one quietly fell into step behind
her Tho shadow vanished from her
brow like morning mist as she looked
up.
"What are you in such hurry forf
could scarcely keep you in sight" in
quired the newcomer
1t was the subject Of Mrs. Stewards
admonition, her drawing master--clever
enough ut his profession, but of his
industry and general dependableness
she had not the highest opinion. Not so
Miss Barbara, who was fast developing
a very warm sentiment for the good
looking young artist.
Il am going home TO deposit my
music; after that ] think Of making n
journey into the city, to King street.
king street! That il an expedition"
"Isn't It'll But | have some idea of
coming into fortune, and that is the
place nm to apply to-"
Mr.. Lawrence's face showed such gen.
uinc interest in the news that Barbara
speedily told him all she knew, perhaps
with little unconscious exaggeration
by way Of justifying her first announce
ment.
"You will be suro and let me know
the result of your expeditions" he said
earnestly, with lingering clasp of her
hand, as no left her at the corner of her
own street. al shall DO anxious to hear,
and no one deserves such fortune bet
ter than yourself"
In King street she ran full against q
plain, rather commonplace young man
coming out Of one of tho warehouses.
"Why, Miss Barbaral it's not often you
find your way to this quarter" he said,
as he held out his hand. Itwas brown,
ungloved hand, and bore evident traces
of hard service. Barbara gave the tips
of her fingers rather coolly, contrasting
it with the well shaped, yellow gloved
one that had pressed her little before.
II came on some business, Mr.. Grant"
she said 81 believe there is a legacy
waiting for me. 1t was advertised in
the papers, and am going to SEQ the So
lcitors about 1t now"
John Grant laughed.
"Well, hope you may get it, Miss
Barbara. For myself, I've never had
much faith in legacies since wasted
twenty-five 5hillings once in answering
advertisements about one"
"That may have been very different
matter from this" returned Barbara
Etifiiy. 81 had better not detain you any
longer, Mr.. Grant
"And that is tho man Mrs. Stewart
thinks is worth half dozen of Alfred
Lawrence" said Barbara to herself, as
she walked into Messrs. Dodd & Sons
Office 1T seems 10 be decided virtue
in some peoples eyes to have coarse
hands and shabby coats."
Her face wac several shades longer
when she came out again. Messrs. Dodd
d Son had not received her with by any
means hc respectful enthusiasm she had
expected. There had been awkward
question aDout proofs and genealogies
that shc had not been prepared to an
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