The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1892-07-30
THE YELLOW VASES.
What Game of Aunt Lucy's De-
spised Bequest,

spised Bequest.
Lucilla was standing ruefully with
her head little on one side; she was
surveying the jam cupboard
Lucilla's husband, Rev. Arthur Field,
was very fond of strawberry jam
there were only three pots left.
"You there, my love?" a masculine
voice called from downstairs; steps
were heard ascending quickly, and
Arthur Field stood by his wife's side.
Here is letter for you, Lucy" he
said.
Lucilla opened her letter eagerly and
began to read it's contents; as she did
so her cheeks flushed, her eyes flashed
indignant fire, her whole charming
face was transformed. The anger
which filed it soon grew to utterauce
In her voice.
"Oh, Arthur, to think that should
be treated so. My great-aunt, Lucilla,
after whom | was named, is dead"
is she, indeed, my love? Poor soul.
I am sorry-when did it happen?"
81 can't tell you, Arthur. Oh! let me
see; nearly a month ago. OF course
want me to know any sooner. No Won
der! Anyone could see through their
devices-they wheedled, they coaxed,
they petted, they hattered, and they
got their desires. Oh! | would not be
them-I-"
Lucy. your words quite alarm me
your words and your anger. May see
that letter."
Lucilla gave her husband the open
sheet of note paper which she had been
holding, deliberately shut and locked
the jam cupboard, and then walked
past him into her own room, the door
of which she closed behind her.
He gazed after her retreating form
in astonishment, then bent his gaze on
the letter which had caused all this dis
quiet.
He read the following words:
RED CROSS HOUSE, May the 10th.
"MY DEAR LUCILLA-You will be surprised
End sorry TO learn that poor Aunt Lucy passed
away quite suddenly on the night OF the llth OF
April She must have died in her sleep, poor
old dear and evidently early in the night, for
when her maid found her she was cold
"Our rector, Mr.. Martin, preached a very
beautiful sermon about her, and we had a nice
obituary notice inserted in the Raven, our local
paper The funeral, too, was both suitable and
expensive, and Ellen and have quite the proper
mourning-we are wearing Grape up to our
knees
"Well my dear Lucilla, the will was read as
is customary, after we had returned from laying
poor Aunt Lucy in her grave. 1t was pouring
wet day, and l am sorry to tell you new
grapes, on for the first time, got good deal
spotted and injured standing by the open grave"
But to return TO the will: Mr. johnson,
Aunt Lucy's lawyer read the contents to us.
OF course, we were not the least surprised, nor
will you be when you get this letter, We were
left everything; we knew this would be the
case when you displeased all your relations by
marrying Mr. Field.
when the will was read we found she had
not remembered you at all, except-but shall
come 70 that presently. l want, first of all, TO
let you know how Ellen and are left
I'VE shall have, when every thing is sold ex.
actly 10000 apiece-by no means fortunes in
these expensive days, but still enough to be
comfortable on To be frank did really think
that Aunt Lucy was much better of. She gave
herself quite the airs of wealth, which she had
no right to do, for what is 100000?
You are not quite forgotten Do you remem-
Der those yellow jars-those frightful things
which Always stood on shelf over the drawing
room door-the yellow dragons, we used to call
themg Well, you are now the happy possessoI
of the yellow dragons. 1 think, and SO does
shows how your marriage wounded dear Aunt
Lucy.
1--WE have decided to take house in London
FOR we feel that after the long, weary years VIC
spent with Aunt Lucilla 1t is due TO us TO have
what fun we can. / will write again or perhaps
Ellen will write next TO tell you our new ad
dress Believe me, my dear Lucilla, your a9ec
tionate cousin, MARY VINCENT
Mr. Field read this letter through
40 al oh Of
tenance. If he felt anger his face die
not show it.
When he had read TO the very end he
folded the letter and returned it TO its
envelope, placed it for safety in his
pocket, and, walking across the land
ing, tapped at his wifes bedroom door
''Can l come in, Lucilla?" he asked.
''Not now, Arthur" she answered
from the other side of the door. 81 am
particularly engaged, but / will be
down to give you your tea in ten min
,utes."
Very we'll" he replied, in his gen
tlest voice.
When Lucilla entered the room she
went straight to the head of her table
and poured out her husbands coffee
She did not say another word about the
obnoxious letter; her face was once
more pleasant to look at. but there
were traces of tears about her eyes.
Tea was nearly over when there came
"a ring TO the front door. The servant
'(they only kept one servant; her name
was Jessiel entered the room to an.
mounce the arrival of box.
'It is prepaid, ma'am," she said, ad
dressing Mrs. Field. Where shall the
man take it?"
''Let him leave it in the hall, Jessie, y
answered Lucilla- The maid withdrew
Mrs Field glanced at her husband.
II don't want that box, she said.
ION the contrary, my love, ! shall be
very glad to see these dragon vases your
aunt was so kind as to leave you" he
replied.
Arthur" said Mrs. Field, "you don't
think am fretting because of The mere
moneys loss?"
"You can scarcely speak of money as