Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1918-12-11
CHAPTER Continued.
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Chuck-a-chuck! !" came from behind
the old house. A fey white-feathered
fowls that had been in sight scurried
wildly away in answer TO the sum-
mons.
Nj. Stagg, still looking at the little
girl, set down the bag and reached
for the dogs leash. The loop of the
latter he passed around the gatepost.
II tell you what it is, Car'lyn May.
loud better meet Aunty Rose first
clone. I've my fears about this mon
grel."
"Oh, Uncle Joep' quivered his niece.
"You go ahead and get acquainted
with her." urged Mr.. Stage. "She
don't like dogs. They chase her
chickens and run over her flower beds.
Aunty Rose is peculiar, I might say"
ooh, Uncle joel" repeated the little
girl family.
you've got to make her like you, if
you want to live here" the hardware
dealer concluded firmly.
He gave Carolyn May a little shove
up the path and then stood back and
mopped his brow with his handker-
chief. Prince strained at the leash
and whi.led, wishing to follow his little
mistress.
Mr.. Stagg said: you'd better keep
mighty quiet, dog. If you want your
homo address to be The Corners, sing
smallp
Carolyn May did not hear this, but
disappeared after the fowls around
the corner of the wide, vine-draped
porch. The pleasant back yard was
tull of sunshine. On the gravel path
beyond the old well, with it's long
sweep and bucket, half hundred
chickens, some guineas and flock of
turkeys scufTied for grain which was
being thrown to them from an open
gan.
That pan was held in the plump
hand of very Notwithstanding wom-
an, dressed in drab and with sun
bonnet on her head.
Aunty Roses appearance smote the
little girl with feeling of awe.
There was no frown on her face;
1t was only calm, unrufIled unemo-
tiOnal. 1t simply seemed as though
nothing, either material or spiritual,
could ruf1Ie the placidity of Aunty
Rose Kennedy.
She came of Quaker stock and the
serenity of body and spirit taught by
the sect built wall between her and
everybody else.
"Child, who are you?" asked Auhty
Rose with some curiosity.
Tie little girl told her name; but
perhaps it was her black frock and
hat that identified her in Aunty Roses
mind, after all.
"You are Hannah Stages little girl"
she said.
"Yes'm-1f you please" Carolyn May
confessed family.
"And how came you here alone?
"If you please, Uncle Joe said I'd
better prob'ly come ahead and get ac-
quainted with you first
'First?' What do you mean, 'first?' "
asked Aunty Rose sterily.
'First-befo-e you saw Prince" re-
sponded the perfectly frank little girl.
''Uncle Joe thought maybe you
S5uldn't care for dogs"
''Dogsi"
NO, ma'am. And of course where
live Prince has to live too. So"
$50 you brought your dog?"
ayes, a'am."
"Of course" said Aunty Rose com
posedly, 81 expected you to come here.
do not know what Joseph Stage ex-
pected. But l did not suppose you
would have a dog. Where is Joseph
Stagg2"
"He-he's coming"
with the dog?"
@Yes, ma'am."
Aunty Rose seemed to take some
time to digest this; but she made no
further comment in regard to the mat
ter. only saying:
LET US go into the house, Car'lyn
May. You must take off your hat
and battle your fuce and hands,
Carolyn May Cameron followed the
stately figure of Aunty Rose kennedy
into the blue-and-white kitchen of the
old house, with something Of the feel
ing of culprit on the way to the
block.
Such big kitchen as it wasI The
little girl thought it must be almost
as big as their whole apartment in
Harlem put together
The little girl took off her plain
black hat shook back her hair and
nstG,.d 1T smooth with her hands, then
olpnged her hands and face into the
,asin of cool water Aunty Rose had
haMn for her at the sink. The dust