The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1918-11-07

staring at the little girl In the Stage
yard.
Carolyn May stood mp quickly and
tried to look over her shoulder and
down her back. 1t was hard to get
all those buttons buttoned straight.
II don't know" she said, perturbed.
Does It showT"
"HunT grunted Tim. -Does what
shOw2"
"what you said" said Carolyn May
accusingly. II don't believe It does"
"Hey" chuckled the hack driver
suddenly. II meant, do you low Mrs.
Kennedy knows you're playing In her
front yardT
"Aunty Rosef Why, Of course I"
Carolyn May declared. "Don't you
know I live herer'
"Live here3 Get outI" exclaimed
the surprised hackman.
Eyes, sir. And Prince too. With my
Uncle Joe and Aunty Rose"
"Pitcher Of George Washington I"
calculated Tim. You don't mean Joe
Stages taken a young-'un to board1"
Hes my guardian" said the little
giei primly.
Aunty Rose appeared. She wore
close bonnet, trimmed very plainly.
and carried parasol Of drab silk.
Aunty Rose climbed into the creaky
old vehicle.
"Are you going to be gone long3'
asked Carolyn May politely.
mot more than two hours, child"
said the housekeeper. "Nobody will
bother you here"
mot while that dogs with her, I
reckon" put In Tim. the backman.
May come down the road to meet
you, Aunty Rosew asked the little
girl. II know the way to Uncle Joea
store" s
II don't know any reason why you
can't come to meet me-" replied Mrs.
Kennedy. anyway, you can come
along the road as far as the first
house. You know that one3'
"Yes. ~ma'am. Mr.. Parlow's." said
Carolyn May.
Carolyn May went back into the
yard and sat on the front porch steps
and Prince. yawning unhappily, curled
down at her feet. There did not
seem to be much to do at this place.
She had time now. had Carolyn May,
to compare The Corners with the busy
Harlem streets with which she had
been familiar all her life.
Goodness mel" thought Carolyn
May, startled by her own imagination,
suppose all the folks in all these
houses around here were deadw
They might have been for all the
human noises she heard.
Goodness mel" she said again, and
this time she jumped mp, startling
Prince from his nap. Maybe there
Is spell cast over all this place." she
went on. Lets 20 and see II We can
find somebody that's alive"
They went out Of the yard together
and took the dusty road toward the
town.
They soon came in sight Of the Par,
low house and carpenter shop.
I'VE can't 60 beyond that" said
Carolyn May. "Aunty Rose told N
not to. And Uncle Joe says the car
penter-man isn't pleasant man."
She looked wistfully at the prem
ises. The cottage seemed quite ai
much under the "spell" a. had beer
those dwellings at The Corners. But
from the shop came the sound Of Z
plane shrieking over q long board.
"Oh, Princeyw gasped Carolyn Nay
IL b1ieve he's making long. curly
shavings I"
II there was one thing Carolyn MAJ
adored It was curls.
Suddenly Mr.. Jsdidiah Parlow looked
up and saw the wistful, dust-streaked
face under the black hat brim and
above the black frock. He stared q,
her for fully q minute. poising thu
plane over his work. Then he put Il
down and came to the door Of thu
shop.
"You're Hannah Stages little girl
aren't your" he asked.
"Yes, sir" she said, and sighed
Dear me, he knew who she was right
away! There would not be any chance
OF her getting suit Of long curls.
You've come here to live, have
your said Mr.. Parlow slowly.
"Yes, sir. You see. my papa and
mamma were lost ut sea-with the
Dunraven. 1t wns mistake. I guess.
sighed the little girl. "for they weren't
fighting anybody. But the Dunraver
got In the way of some ships that were
lighting. In a place called the Medl
terranean ocean, and the Dunrnveu
was sunk, and only few folks were
saved from 1t. My papa and mamms
weren't saved"