The times-herald. [volume] (Burns, Harney County, Or.) 1896-1929, 1918-08-31

nat I'll read IL down at the store"
"Shall--shall see you again to-
night. Uncle Joe7" the little girl asked
wistfully. "You know, my bedtlme's
half-past eight"
swell, II you don't see me tonight
again. you1l be well cared for, ]
haven't doubt" said Uncle Joe short.
ly, and went out.
Carolyn May went soberly back to
her chnir. She did not eat much more.
Somehow there seemed to be big
lump In her throat past which she
could not force the food. AS the dusk
fell, the spirit of loneliness gripped
her and the tears pooled behind her
eyelids, ready to pour over her cheeks
at the least "Joggle." Yet she was not
usually 'cry-baby" girl.
Aunty Rose was watching her more
closely than Carolyn May supposed.
After her third cup OF tea she arose
and began quietly clearing the table.
The newcomer was noddlng In her
place, her blue eyes clouded with sleep
and unhappiness.
1T is time for you to 20 to bed.
Car'lyn May" said Aunty Rose firmly.
II will show you the room Hannah
Stagg had for her own when she was
a girl"
'Thank you, Aunty Rose" said the
little girl humbly.
She picked up the bag and followed
the stately old woman into the back
hall and up the stairway into the ell.
Carolyn May saw that at the foot Of
the stairs was u door leading out upon
the porch where Prince was now mov-
Ing about uneasily at the end of his
leash. She would have liked to say
good night" to Prince. but It seemed
better not to mention this feeling to
Aunty Rose.
The fading hues of sunset In the
sky gave the little girl plenty of light
to undress by. She thought the room
very beautiful, too.
"Do you need any help, childY
asked Mrs. Kennedy. standing In her
soldlerly manner In the doorway. II
was dusky there and the little girl
could not see her face.
"oh, no. ma'am." said Carolyn May
family.
"Very well," said Aunty Rose and
turned away. Carolyn May stood In
the middle of the room and listened
to her desccadlng footsteps. Aunty
Rose had not even hidden her good
night.
Like a maroOned sailor upon des.
ert island the little girl went abou,
exploring the bedroom which was to
be hers--and which had once been her
That fact helped greatly.
Then she looked at the high. puffy bed. I
"How ever can get into itT sighed
Carolyn May.
She had to stand upon her tlptoes !
in her fluffy little bedroom slippers to
pull back the quilt and the blanket
and sheet underneath IL. The bed WA |
just a great big bag Of feathersl
"Just like big. big pillow. thought
the little girl. "And II do get into
1t I'm li'ble to sink down and down
and down till I'm buried. and won't
ever be able to get up In the morn
Ing"
The window was open and she went
TO II and looked out. A breath of
blew In. Then, below, on
the porch, she heard the uneasy move
ments of Prince. And he whIned.
"Oh. poor Princeyi He doesn't
know what's become Of me-" thought
Carolyn May.
Downstairs, in the great kitchen.
Aunty Rose was stepping back and
forth, from table to sink, from sink to
dresser, from dresser to pantry. AS
The daylight faded she lit the lamp
which swung from the ceiling and
gave light to all the room.
II would have been impossible for
he wisest person to guess what were
he thoughts In Aunty Roses mind.
A glad little yeip from the dog tied
% the rail of the porch sounded sud-
lenly. EVen Aunty Rose could not
mistake that cry OF welcome and she
Snew very little about dogs--to their
,redit, at least. She had heard no
,ther suspicious sound. but now she
.rossed the room with firm tread and
opened the porch door. Yes. little
white figure was down there hugging
he whining mongrel.
Carolyn Mays fearful face was
'alsed from Princes rough neck.
"Oh, Aunty Rose! Oh, Aunty Rose r.
he sobbed. II just had to say good
light to somebody Edna's mother
anne and heard our prayers and tucked
Is into my bed after my papa and
mamma went away. so 1t didn't seem
o bad.
"But tonight-why! tonight there
sn't anybody cares whether 1 no TO
ed or mott But Prince Prince, he
nows Just how-how empty feel T.
"You would better come In now and
gash your face and hands again be-
ore going to he'd. That dog has been
apping them with his tongue.
SobbIng. the little girl obeyed. Then
he would have gone back up the