Smyrna times. [volume] (Smyrna, Del.) 1854-1987, 1916-03-01
FEUD AND FINISH
By CATHERINE cRANMER.

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It does seem such a dreadful waste to
spend ones whole life in CRANKY"
Virgie's voice was caressing.
But / dislike the thought OF your
having an office just as a man would
and depending upon that for your very
living" Miss Carlisle followed this
remark by a careful scrutiny of the
tiny stitches in the monogram she
had embroidered on Virgie's rough /
linen artists apron.
by the way. Aunt Virginia. tell me |
the cause OF that old feud between our
family and the Pollards."
Now what made you think of that?"
The news that Stanley Pollard III. |
has bought back the old family place. |
and according to the gossips, is over
there now instructing his tenant and
sizing up his bargain"
Bargain, indeed" shifted Miss Car.
Isle. "a rundown farm with a tumble
down house"
But tell me, Auntie. what was the
cause OF that quarrel?"
"Oh, a. mere matter Of a disputed
boundary line between lands in the
first place. Old Mr.. Pollard was
adamant. Grandfather Carlisle would
not bulge from his position either"
"Oh. really. wasn't it too funny?"
Virgie laughed.
Funny? How can you say such a
thing?" Miss Carlisle was stern.
Don't you see that it was a clear
case OF two adamant bodies vainly
trying to make a dent in each other?
I've no doubt IL they had united their
efforts instead they would have
achieved wealth and fame"
why, last week. when l went up TO
the Office building to inspect the Of
fee I'd rented. l got out Of the ele
vatOr and went down the corridor to
the corner room facing the river.
After had left orders for my Office
walls to be tinted bun" she continued.
Imagine my rage when walked into
that room and saw workmen doing
those walls in a bilious yellow. A tall
young man who stood there as IL he
had all sorts OF authority. scarcely
deigned to notice me, but | swept into
the rOSm, exclaiming: Stop work at
once until I've seen the manager!
These walls are to be bun, not yellow
The young mans eyes blazed bit, but
he said. quite icily: Pardon me II I'm
surprised at your criticism Of my
taste; but 1t really isn't my taste, for
all l specified was that the Office was
to be cleaned and ready for occupancy
by noon today. I'm going up now to
give that manager a round because
It isn't ready
While / stood there accommodating
rage enough to blow up a battleship
one OF the decorators turned and
dryly remarked: Both OF ye seem to
be on a false trail, for this ONCE hap.
pens to be used by an old gentleman
for his law library. and them's his
books there under that tarpaulin.
Virgie paused 70 laugh at her aunts
Mortified expression.
That workman's GOODNESS seemed
to be a sort Of wet blanket on our an.
ger" she continued. and when we
turned and looked at his number on
the door It was 1S43 instead OF 1743
which l had rented. or 1913 which the
man had rented"
A maid entered the room and pre-
sented a visitors card 70 Miss Carlisle
whose lips frightened into disapprova
as she read the name of Stanley Cor
don Pollard" The maid stood await
ing instructions, but without a wort
Miss Carlisle rose and walked past hel
and down the stairs.
The young man who rose at her en-
trance smilingly advanced a stel
toward her and then paused. LOOKING
at her expectantly.
mr.. Pollard?" she began icily, blu
Mr.. Pollard twice removed from tn
family feud was coming nearer. Will
a boyishly frank smile on his homes
face.
yes, Miss Carlisle, and I'm goini
20 be your neighbor part Of each year
May hope that we shall be neigh
bors In truth and forget the unhapp.
relations Of our forefathers? VIII yol
accept my apology for whatever foil.
was on my family's side and my for
giveness for any folly that may hav
been on your family's side?"
Looking into those smiling eyes
Miss Carlisle found It impossible Z
give anything but an affirmative an
swer, although she felt that It was no
she, but some strange woman, VIII
replied.
Just then Virgie came through tn
hall and. catching a glimpse Of tn
visitor. surprised her aunt by greetin
him In the most cordial fashion.
why, what an unexpected pleai
ure!" Virgie exclaimed.
"Virgie." frigidly rebuked her aun
Il was not aware that you were al
quainted with Mr.. Pollard"
"Mr. Pollard? Indeedl Isn't tha
surprising? Why, auntie. this is IN
= same gentleman OF whom / told 20
Just now-the one with whom l ia
that foolish quarrel about the ONO
walls"
you see, Miss Carlisle" explaine