The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1911-07-22


wan smile.
That Cynthia intended to put the
latter part Of her intention into speedy
practice was abundantly evident when
Hugh returned a few evenings later
and found her struggling with ham
mer, some brass-headed nails, length
Of pink ball-fringed gimp, and several
yards of chintz adorned with an old
world pattern of roses and lilies and
carnations.
tits pretty, Hugh, isn't it?" she
asked brightly, holding up the chintz
for him to see. II thought the old
fashioned pattern would harmonic
best with the carving. It cost twenty
five cents yard, and think it's the
can afford to have it properly uphol-
stored. That would mean matter of
several dollars, expect, or perhaps
more.
"The only thing that worries me
about this chair" she declared with
pucker between her brows, little
later after Hugh had duly admired
the pattern and eaten his frugal din
ner, lis that it feels so hard and I'M
comfortable just here" pointing to a
spot high up in the back of the chair.
zone would think it was stuffed with
brown paper, and I'm afraid it must
have felt very hard and uncomfort-
able indeed for poor old Helen's
head"
Il hadn't noticed Hugh said, with
| Indifference, the truth being that he
felt such spite against the same old
chair that thus far he had consistently
refused even to sit in it.
There's something there, whatever
it is, and I'm going to have it out"
Cynthia said, with sudden determine
ton, as with scissors and hammer she
removed some of the brass-headed
nails and dust-laden black gimp edg-
ing and drew back at length portion
of the horse-hair covering. Then she
plunged one hand searchingly inside.
II knew it was brown paper" she
said with some triumph, and she with
drew her hand second later and held
up something to Hugh's mildly enquir-
ing gaze.
"Why, it looks like parcel, some
thing tied up with twine, and very
carefully tied up, too," she added, with
suddenly-kindled interest. What on
earth can it be, Hugh?"
We'll very soon find out" Hugh
told her, taking out his penknife and
quickly cutting the cord.
With fingers that trembled little
he undid the parcel, which apparently
consisted at first sight of one piece of
brown paper folded closely within an
other. But on opening the inner fold
an exclamation of joy and surprise
broke simultaneously from the two
eager Investigators. For there wrapped
closely together in the center, lay a
thick fold of treasury notes-$500 and
another $500, and yet another, and SO
on till their total reached the goodly
sum of $4,000. It wasn't all Of Aunt
!, Helen's wealth, but it was ,undoubt.
eddy the best part of it, and for a
little while Hugh could hardly bring
himself to believe in his own great
luck
Good old Aunt Helen" he said al
: last, little huskily ut was so like
her, Cynthia, to do this. You see she
was always so determined and SO fond
! of priding herself on her own con
: sistency. She would not go back or
: her word that she intended to dis
inherit me, and would leave me moth
ing in her will. And yet-one sees
it clearly now, even the meaning oil
: what she said about your clever fin
gers, and which at, God forgive me
/ took to be an unworthy sneer al
your profession as milliner 1t is very
evident that she badly wanted us tt
have the money all the same. Coo
bless her tender heart!"
I'm SO glad" Cynthia said and
;. there was a sound of happy tears il
her voice, so very glad, darling, thai
J. after all you had not to pay too dearly
d for me-"
!, "Too dearly" Hugh repeated il
tones of deepest tenderness, 'tas
I though one could pay too dearly fol
you, my pearl of great price, my
. greatest treasure on earth, whose
S price is far above rubies.' Moro
e lyman O'Mdhony, in Catholic TeIe
t. graph.