Iron County news. [volume] (Hurley, Wis.) 1913-1950, 1918-10-12

| N4"J at last. L pose you are hungry
1t isn't going to do you a bit of good
to eat; but you don't know it. III ask
Aunty Rose if she has something for
you"
She got up YEARLY and went across
the yard. Aunty Rose stood Just in
side the screen door.
Don't you want any dinner. Car'lyn
May?" she asked.
mo, ma'am. 1 guess I'd better not
eat, said the child.
"Why nOt?"
Cause my stomach's so tremblv.
l Just know 1 couldn't keep anything
down, even if l could swallow it. But
Princell eat his, please. He-he don't
know any better
Tut, tut" murmured the woman.
Hes. the most sensible of the two of
you, / declare"
The minutes of that afternoon drag
ged by in most doleful procession.
There was no idea in the little girls
mind that Uncle Joe might change his
| intention and Prince be saved from the
| Watery grave promised him. When
| she saw the hardware dealer come in
| to the yard almost an hour earlier
than their usual supper time she was
not surprised. Nor did she think of
pleading with him for the dogs life.
The little girl watched him askance.
Mr.. Stage came directly through the
| yard, stopping only at the shed for
moment. There he secured strong
potato sack. and with it trailing from
his hand went halfway up the knoll
to where there was a heap of stones.
He stopped down and began to select
some Of these, putting them in the
bag
This was too much for Carolyn May.
With a fearful look at Uncle Joe's I'M
compromising shoulders, she went to
the tree where Prince was chained.
Exchanging the chain for the leather
leash With which she always led him
about, the little girl guided the mon
grel across the yard and around the
corner of the house.
Her last backward glance assured
her that the hardware dealer had not
observed her. Quickly ana silently she
led Prince to the front gate, and they
went out together into the dusty road.
II know we oughtnt to-" whis-
pered Carolyn May to her canine
friend. but 1 feel I've just got to save
you, Prince. IL can't see you
drownd-ed dead like that
She turned the nearest corner and
went up the road towards the little
closed, gable-roofed cottage where
Aunty Rose had lived before she had
come to be Uncle Joe's housckeeper.
Carolyn May had already peered
over into the small yard Of the cot
tage and had seen that Mrs Kennedy
still kept the fl0Wer-beds weeded and
the walks neat and the grass plot
trimmed But the window shutters
were barred and the front door built
up with boards
Carolyn May went in through the
front gate and sat down on the door
step, while Prince dropped to a com
Portable attitude beside her, The dog
slept. The little girl ruminate1.
She would not go back to Uncle
Joe's-no. indeed She did not know
just what she would do when dark
should come, but Prince should not be
sacrificed to her unce's wrath.
A voice, low, sweet, yet startling,
aroused her.
what are you doing there, little
grip
Both runaways started, but neither
Of then was disturbed by the appear
ansce of her who had accosted Caro-
Ign May.
"Oh Miss Mandy" breathed the lit
tie girl, and thought that the carpen-
ters daughter had never looked so
pretty
"What are you doing there" repeat
ed Miss Parlow.
"We-we'ye run away" said Caro-
Ign May ut last. She could be nothing
but frank; it was her nature.
run away. ' repeated the pretty
woman. You don't mean thatT
Yes, ma'am, / have. And Prince.
From Uncle Joe and Aunty Rose
Carolyn May assured her, noddins her
head with each declaration.
"Oh. my dear. what forf' asked
Miss Amanda.
So Carolyn May told her-and wi3s'
tears.
Meanwhile the woman came into the
yard and sat beside the child on fae
step. With her arm abor, -he lifi."
girl. Miss Amanda snngeled her ai.
close. viuiug the tears away with hes
own handkerchief
u just cant have poor Prince