The Montgomery advertiser., 1907-03-03

himself, and only little scventeen- year-o Kitty was left.
 It was right that the girl should have the full benefit from the old place, Grandma Kfttredge told herself over and over again. She too. would be sleeping up under the pines before long, and then only little Kitty the Third would be left. and what good would all the old-fashioned furniture be to her. Dudley liked new things. and they were going to live in New York after they were married. She had heard him telling Kitty how artistieal- ly and effectively he would furnish up an apartment for her, "all in mission style."
 Grandma Kittredge had wondered vaguely what the mission style was, but she said nothing. It was perfectly natural for Kitty to want her own things, just as that other Kitty years ago. had wanted to go up to Boston. and have the joy of buying her own things for the home wonderful. or course, Kitty the Third couldn't under stand how she loved each piece of fur niture She was too young. How could she feel sad over the old bureau with out the memory of the little baby gar- ments that had been tucked away In it's drawers years and years ago; or the dear old solid mirror that had re- flected the face of that other bride
 
 over her shoulder, the laughing, merry, tender eyed Tom Klttredge, hfty-two years it ago it was but how could Kit ty understand? But it was for the best; surely 1t was all for the best, Grandma Kittredge kept telling her self, for the young people wanted to go to New York to live, and she was to go too They were very, very kind to her. she could not stay in the old house all alond, and then there was no money to keep 1t up with.
 Money2 She had hardly over both cred about the word until the judge had died. There had always been plenty of money. She had never even asked how much or what was left The judge was the judge. that was enough. His father had owned the big, white colonial mansion up on the hlll before him, and even the new trolley line that cut across the front lawn in the interests of modern improvements had not taken the beauty and dignity away from the old place.
 But after that last quiet ride In tho spring sunshine out to the pines on the hillside, they had told her gently and carefully, so as not to worry her too much. that there was no money left that the judge had left nothing except the old home, and the land 1t stood on.
 She had tried so hard to reason 1t out for herself. It was not like Tom to let things go along like that, and never tell her. And, they had always had plenty. Kitty had gone to coll lego with the other girls, there had never a word been said of money.
 Going going, gone-ro Miss Pod more for i've" Billy's voice broke in on her reverie. Better take that glass right off, Miss Podmore, and the mar ble, too, so as it don't get smashed. Dick. here, will help you. And you might as well bid up on the rest of the set. It's a shame to break it."
 Land, I don't want the heavy old stuff" exclaimed Sue Podmore, star ing blankly at the big old bureau. My ceilin's too low for that top piece, and it's so heavy to lug around. I only bid up five because 1t did seem such pity. I felt as if we were fairly in- suIting the old thing, cheapening 1t so, But I don't want it
 Didn't want 1t, when it was worth it's weight in gold to her. Grandma Kit tredge crossed over to where Dick Lane was trying to take the screws out of the mirror, the screws that had not been loosened for fifty-two years. and came out hard.
 "It's fearful hefty. Mis- Kittredge," he said, tipping 1t up against a tree to get at the back better, and then some- thing happened--something so amazing that it stopped the whole Kittredge auction, for as Dicks hands pulled on the hand-carved, acorn-trimmed bot tom piece along the side, 1t gave way in his grasp, and fell out, and there in the bright sunshine lay exposed Judge Kittredge's private home bank. "Of course, grandma, you'll do just