The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1914-07-18

before she had made her last will
and testament, which left him her
whole fortune of $265,983. Two hun
dred and sixty-five Thousand nine
hundred and eighty-three dollars, and
all for certain Mr.. Theodore Harken-
stein, piano teacher and composer, of
325 Chestnut Street, Chicago"
Poor, old soul!" whispered Har-
kenstein. "And to think that she has
been cheated and fooled by the farce
we played on her! But no." he recon
sidered, "if l am going to marry
Emily, then she won't be fooled at all.
But that horrid Mrs. Tucker! She
offended me and called me hungry
piano teacher. If she knew-but, GER
tainly, she will know now that | am
the sole heir of Aunt Tabby She
will be very sorry, but I'll never live
with her under the same roof No, !
would rather remain unmarried and
relfnquish Emily-Emily!" He stepped
hastily to a small drawer, out of which
he took photograph of the girl,
wrapped in paper. He gaZed sadly,
as if to say farewell to the picture;
but suddenly he tore away the
wrapping, pressed the photograph to-
his lips, and dancing wildly around
the room, he cried, mo, / won't desert
you, my sweet girl. Never, never!"
Just as he uttered the last never"
there came another knocking on his
door, and opening it he was confronted
by-Mrs. Tucker. Involuntarily he
stepped back, but the lady advanced
with outstretched arms, and ex-
claimed:
"My dear, dear Mr.. Harkenstein. I
heartily congrat-''
The piano teacher lifted his hands
in protest, and said coldly: Really,
Madame, you were not on such friend
ly terms with the hungry piano
teacher a while back"
Mrs. Tucker did not vince. 20, my
dear Mr.. Harkenstein," she returned
easily, cit was only IA misunder-
standing,-yes, mistake. You see,
at that time | didn't know that"
"That I'd be the heir of Aunt
Tabby?"
90 don't be so implacable, my dear
Mr. Harkenstein. | now readily con,
sent to a marriage between you and
Emily"
"Really?"
"Why, certainly. o, don't joke that
way, my dear Mr.. Harkenstein."
We'll, l don't know responded the
teacher, hesitatingly. He lifted his
brows and seemed to be considering
the matter as if he could not come to
a decision. Mrs. Tucker watched him
anXiously, raising her hands implor-
ingly, and almost kneeling down.
20, Mr. Harkenstein," she cried
despairingly, don't be SO cruel. I'll
do anything to please you. I'll con
sent to whatever you want, and
promise it here solemnly. I'll be the
best mother-in-law you can find in the
whole world"
1t seemed as if the ice around the
heart of the piano teacher began to
melt little.
Well" he said, in a milder tone
'if you really mean what you say"
Really, really! Mr.. Harkenstein.'
"Then I'll tell you my conditions.
"Tell me. Tell mel" Mrs. Tucker
who was now as soft as butter, re
joiced.
Cali right then, Madame" began
the S265,000 heir. 'Tn the first place
l want to live with Emily alone under
one roof. No relatives whatever. Will
you consent?"
Eyes, | will"
Second, don't want to have visit
ing relatives more than twice year
viii you consent?"
yes, | will
For a quarter of an hour Mrs
Tucker said nothing but Eyes, | will,
until having everything questionable
and desirable arranged, Mrs. Tucker
was released.
Mr.. Theodore Harkenstein and Miss
Emily Tucker a few weeks later
stood before the altar, and this time
they both said, too,
Eyes, l will"
II. Horind, in st. Mich0eis Almanac.