Jackson County journal. (Sylva, N.C.) 19??-19??, 1915-10-22
What about him?"

morning suddenly, but painlessly.
Are you sure! Are YOU sfra."
larry shouted Mack, all a-tremb,e
Miss Newell just told ne ard
they've sem for the undertaken
Ihen-then!" quavered Mack
foor master wins the Mutual Ton
:eine' Sixty-five thousand dollars
"neW. That will be great news for
us son. Cyril III the navy
Naf'S ,4rEed like a shot, homeward
ooc1d. =
Hold on" challenged his friend
aren't you going after that med,.
cine?" A1o''S'
IN, no. This news Of his luck vii
make my master all we'll againg',
me news soon spread over I'll,
town All due sympathy was ex.
pressed for Mrs. Newell and Marofa
LOT MT. Warner had some mems ana
tney nothing. Mrs. Newell was h;t-
'srly disappointed. Marcia said little
cut sac vas saddened for her moth
or sake at the struggle and POVERTY
eAAeAI ACOuIcu AHEAD IOr them
AT noon that day a messenger from
tne bank arrived at the Warner homa
lie knocked for admission at the we'll
guarded door. q window was raiseeY
overhead.
We'll, what is it," incurred =
cracked feeble voice, and looking IN
the oanK messenger recognized a "a.
nIAiar great shock of Snowy white
halr and whiskers, pair of blue gos.
gles TIE green and white sweater that
Adam Warner always wore.
"a, it's You, Mr. Warner" cried
the clerk. We'll, I've been sent by
the bank to officially notify you that.
as the last survivor of the Mutual
fonSl1e fuIa, it is at your order
'Ye-es, 1 heard that Moss was dead
Outlived him, eh? and me nigh two
years older! Well, I'll come or send
for the money tomorrow or next dav."
4Wo days passed by. The morning
CT the third saw David Mack rushing
oue OF the Warner home to shout out
dlstract3Gly 20 his neighbors that nj
master had just died. The statement
was soon verified Scores viewed the
remains By a strange coincidence the
funerals Of the two veterans happened
Within the same week. 1t was an
nounced that the will of Adam War
ner left everything to his grandson.
Cyril, who had been telegraphed to
and who arrived in time for the obse-
quios.
He was well-looking, intelligent
young man and made no parade of his
wealth He passed most of his time
N the house with old Mack, but one
day walking in the village quite eager
ly approached Mrs. Newell, who was
little ahead of him with Marcia.
Madam" he spoke, lifting his cap
courteously, Il wish TO suggest
But Mrs. Newell, still u r over her
great money loss, gave MN an icy
stare that drove him back dismayed.
My mother is not feeling herself.
SIR Marcia spoke, and in the accom-
panying glance Of regret the embar-
raised young man traced a note Of
apology that drew him towards this
possessor of the fairest face he had
ever seen.
Village gossip now had it that the
NeWells were going to remove to the
city, where mother and daughter might
lind more profitable work It was also
rumOred that young Cyril Warner was
negotiating to buy his release from
naval service, preparatory to going in
to business with the capital he had in
herited.
There was a knock at the door of the
Newell home two evenings later Mrs,
Newell glanced through the open Win
dow to make out the visitor
The ideal" she crimsoned, confront
ing her daughter.
Who is it, mammal" inquired Mar
cia.
THAT audacious Warner? Don't an
swer."
"Eut it may be a matter of business,
come, mamma, do not let an unreason-
able prejudice influence you against
this young man, whom people tell me
is a fa1r-mlnded person." and she bro.
ceeded to the door and quite pleasant
~ invited the caller into the parlor.
You will pardon my presumption in
calling Cyril Warner addressed Mrs.
Newell, his face very pale, his COM
pressed lips telling Of a vast Internal
struggle, "but I am compelled to come
The other day I wished to suggest to
you that we divide the fund money. To-
day." and he placed black stout wal
let on table, sit is yours-all of it.
"Ours!" cried the astounded lady.
Y oS madam hv all the ri oItc aH LOO