Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1918-06-14

"Oh, dear" sighed the girl; II Dc
hope Mr.. Graves will be well enough
to call today. He expected to. Except
for the telephone message telling M
that that man at Denboro'-
"Our dear Uncle Elisha" put in
Stephen, with sarcasm. "Uncle 'Lish !!
Heavens, what a nameT
Hush! He can't help his name
And fathers was worse yet-Abijah.
Think Of IT."
Il don't want to think Of 1t. Neither
did the governor. That's why he drop
ped 1t, I a suppose. Just what did Graves
say? Give me his exact words"
His partner, Mr.. Kuhn, telephoned
that everything was satisfactory. This
Captain Warren-a ship captain, I sup.
pose he is-would in all probability re-
fuse to accept the guardianship and
the rest Of IT,
Refuse? I should think so. I'm
Jet as certain father was insane when
he made that will as I am that I'm
alive. II he wasn't, do you suppose
he would have put us and the estate
in the care Of a down east jay? It's
inconceivable! It's ridiculous! Think
Of it! Suppose this uncle Of ours had
accepted. Suppose he had come to
town here and any Of our friends had
met him. This Is our guardian, Cap
tain Warren Of Punkin Centre
PLEASED to meet ye,' says Uncle Lish.
'How's taters?' Horrors! Say, Caro-,
you haven't told any one, Malcolm or
his mother or any one, have you?"
"Of our not, Steve. You know I
wouldn't"
"Well. don't. They needn't know It,
now or at any other time. Graves will
probably get himself appointed, and
he's respectable II he Is m old fogy.
Wen worry along till I'm twenty-one,
and then-well, then I'll handle our
business myself"
He was on his way to the telephone
when the doorbell buzzed.
"Gad. there's Graves noww he ex-
claimed. "Now I suppose I'll have to
stay. Wen hear about dear Uncle
Lish, won't we? Oh, joyw
But the staid butler when he en-.
tered the library did not announce the
lawyers name.
"Mrs. Corcoran Dunn and Mr.. NAL
colm," he said. "Will you see them.
Miss Caroline"
The young lady's face lit up
Certainly. Edwards" she said.
"Show them-oh, Mrs. Dunn. I'm 90
glad to see youl 1t was ever 90 good
Of you to come. And Malcolm"
my dear child" she cried. "how
could I stay away2 We have spoken
Of you and Stephen 80 often this morn
ing. We know how lonely you must
be, and Malcolm and I decided we
must run in on you after lunch. Didn't
we. MalcolmT
Malcolm Corcoran Dunn, her son,
was q blond young man with q rather
indolent manner.
"Sure, mater" he said calmly.
"How dye do, Caroline? 10, stever'
The quartet shook hands. Mrs.
Dunn sank creakingly into a chair and
gazed about the room.
my DEAR" said Mrs. Dunn, address
ing Caroline, "how are you getting on?
How are your nerves? Is all the
dreadful settling overT
Every nearly, thank goodness!"
That's a mercy. I should certainly
have been here yesterday to help you
in experimenting and arranging and
so on. but I was suffering from one of
my hearts, and you know what they
are"
Her son turned from the window.
81 say. mother" he declared YEARLY.
II do wish you wouldn't speak Of your
vital organs In the plural Any one
would imagine you were . sort of
freak, like the two headed boy at the
circus. It's positively distressing"
Stephen laughed. he admired young
Dunn immensely. Mrs. Dunn sighed.
Don't, Malcolm. DEAR" she pleaded.
"You sound 90 ~unfeeling. One not &C
quainted with your real kindness Of
heart
"Oh, drop it." interrupted Malcolm.
eat ot'a omit the heart interarf rrhi.
isn't a clinic. I say, Steve. how do you
like the new Hat7 1t is a fat, isn't it,"
Stephen turned red. His sister col
ored and bit her Lip. Mrs. Dunn hasten
ed to the rescue.
"Horrorsg" she exclaimed. small
colin, you really are insufferable. Flat!
Caroline, dear, you mustn't mind him.