The Clio messenger., 1918-09-20
CHAPTER Iv-Continued.

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Therefore General Bolivar charged
with Outspread wings and quivering
fan. His eyesight was not good, how
ever. He charged the little girl in
stead Of the roistering dog.
Carolyn May frankly screamed. Had
the angry turkey reached the little
girl he would have beaten her down
and perhaps seriously injured her.
He missed her the first time, but
turned to charge again. Prince barked
loudly, circling around the bristling
turkey cock, undecided just how to get
into the battle. But Aunty Rose knew
no fear Of anything wearing feathers.
"Scat, you brutew she cried. and
made grab for the turkey, gripping
him with her left hand behind his
head, bearing his long neck downward.
In her other hand she seized a piece
Of lath and with 1t chastised the big
turkey across the launches with
vigor.
"Oh, don't spank him any more,
Aunty Roser" gasped Carolyn May at
last "He must be sorry"
With final stroke Aunty Rose al
lowed the big fowl to gO-and he ran
away fast enough.
"Your dog, child, does not know
his manners. If he Is going to stay
here with you he must learn that fowl
are not to be chased nor startled"
"Oh, Aunty Rose!" begged the little
girl, don't punish Prince! Not-not
that way. Please don't! Why, he's
never been spanked in his life! He
wouldn't know what 1t meant. Dear
Aunty Rose"
81 shall not beat him. Car'lyn May"
interrupted Aunty Rose. "But he must
learn his lesson. He must learn that
liberty is not license. Bring him here,
Car'lyn May"
She led the way to an open coop of
laths in the middle of the back yard.
This was q hutch in which she put
brOody hens when she wished to break
up their desire to set. She opened
the gate of 1t and motioned Prince to
enter.
The dog looked pleadingly at his
little mistress face, then into the wom-
ans stern countenance. Seeing no
reprieve In either, with dropping tail
he skunk into the cage.
With one hand clutching her frock
over her heart. Carolyn Mays big blue
eyes overfowed.
"Its just as II he was arrested" she
said. "Poor Prince! Has he got to
stay there always, Aunty Rose?"
"He'll stay till he learns his lesson"
said Mrs. Kennedy grimly. and went
on into the garden.
Carolyn May sat down close to the
side of the cage, thrust one hand be-
tween the Stats and held one of the
dogs front paws. She had hoped to
go into the garden to help Aunty Rose
pick peas, but she could not bear to
leave Prince alone.
BY and by Mrs. Kennedy came up
from the garden, her pan heaped with
pods. She looked neither in the di-
rection of the prisoner nor at his little
mistress.
Prince whined and lay down. He
had begun to realize now that this was
no play at all, but punishment. He
blinked his eyes at Carolyn May and
looked as sorry as ever dog with
cropped ears and an abbreviated tail
could look.
The peas and potatoes were cook
ing for dinner when Aunty Rose APP
peared again. There was the little
girl, all of dewy sleep, lying on the
grass by the prison pen. Aunty Rose
would have released Prince, but,
though he wagged his stump of tail
at her and yawned and blinked, she
had still her doubts regarding a mon
grels good nature.
She could not allow the child to
sleep there, however; so, STOPPING,
picked up Carolyn May and carried
her comfortably into the house, laying
her down on the sitting-room couch to
have her nap out-as she supposed,
without awakening her.
Aunty Rose came away softly and
closed the door and while she finished
getting dinner she tried to make no
noise which would awaken the child.
Mr. Stagg came home at noon, quite
as full of business as usual. To tell
the truth, Mr.. Stagg always felt bash
full in Aunty Roses presence; and he
tried to hide his affliction by conversa-
tion. So he talked steadily through
the meal.
But somewhere-about at the pie
course, 1t was-he stopped and looked
around curiously.
"Bless mel" he exclaimed, 'where's
Hannah's Car'lynf"