The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1918-12-12

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the quite innocent Chet.
"And Mr.. vickers says: so the child
hasn't anything Of her own. JoeT"
Chet went on. "And your uncle says:
Not a dollar. 'cept what I might sell
that furniture for And he hasn't
sold 1t yet know. He just can't
make up his mind to sell them things
that was your mothers, Carlyn May"
added the boy. with deeper insight
into Mr.. Stages character than one
might have given him credit for pos
sessing.
But Carolyn May had heard some
news that maize her suddenly quiet
and she was glad a customer came into
store Just then to draw Chet CORN
ley's attention.
The child had never thought before
about how the good things OF life came
to her-her food, clothes and lodging.
But now Chet Gorm;cy's chattering
had given her q new view OF the facts
of the case. There had been no money
left to spend for her needs. Uncle
Joe was just keeping her out of
charity!
"And Prince. too" thought the little
girl, with q lump In her throat. HE
hasn't got eny more home thnn q rab.
bit! And Uncle Joe don't really like
dogs-not even now.
"Oh, dear mer' pursued Carolyn
May. 'Tt's awful hard to be an Or
phan. But to be a poor orphan--just
n charity one-is a whole lot worse.
guess. / wonder II I ought to stay
with Uncle Joe and Aunty Rose and
make them SO much troubleT
The thought BIT deep Into the little
girls very impressionable mind. She
wished to be alone and to think over
this really tragic thing that faced
her-the ugly fact that she was a
charity child"
"And you're charity dog. Prince
Cameron" she said aloud. looking
down ut the mongrel who walked Sc
dately beside her along the couLtry
road.
The little girl had loitered along the
road until 1T was now dinner une.
Indeed. Aunty Rose would have had
the meal on the table twenty minutes
earlier. Mr.. Stagg had evidently re-
mained at The Corners to sell the COW
and eat dinner too-thus "killing two
birds with one stone"
And here Carolyn May and Priace
were at Mr.. Parlow's carpenter shop.
just as the old man was taking of his
apron preparatory to going in to his
dinner. When Miss Amanda was away
nursing. the carpenter ate at a neigh
bor's table.
Now Miss Amanda appeared on the
side porch.
"where are you going. little girlr
she asked. smiling.
"Home to Aunty Rose" said Car ,lyn
May brnvely. But I guess I'm late
for dinner"
"Don't you want to come In and eat
with us. Carolyn Mayi Your own din
ner will be cold"
"Oh. may II" cried the little girl.
Somehow she did not feel that she
could face Uncle Joe just now with
this new thought that Chet Gormley's
words had put into her heart. Then
she hesitated. with her hand on the
gate latch.
"Will there be some scraps for
PrinceT she asked. "Or bones7'
II believe I can find something for
Prince" Miss Amanda replied. II owe
him more than one good dinner, I
guess. for killing that snake. Como In
and we will see.'
Carolyn May thought that Miss
Amanda. In her house dress and ruffied
apron. with sleeves turned back above
her dimpled, brown elbows, was pret-
tier than ever. Her cheerful observa.
tions quite enlivened Carolyn May
again.
II think you are lovely, Miss An,ais-
da," she said rs she helped wipe the
dishes after the carpenter had gone
back to the shop. II shall always love
you. l guess that anybody who ever
did love you would keep right on doing
so till they died! They Just couldn't
help IT."
"Indeed?" said the woman. laughing,
"And how about you, Chicken Little
Aren't you universally beloved too?"
"Oh, don't expect so, Miss Amar,
da." said the child. II wish was"
"Why aren't your"
ELL Well. guess it's just b.
cause I'm not" Carolyn May said den
perately. "You see, after all. Miss
Amanda, I'm only a charity child"
"Oh. my childl" exclaimed Miss
Amanda. "Who told you thatY
IL just heard about It," confess ed
the little visitor.
"Not from Aunty Rose Kennedy"
"Oh. no. ma'am."
did that Did your uncle tell yol
such thlngf"
"Oh, no! He's Just as good as In
can be. But Of course he doesn't uSs