The Red Cloud chief. [volume] (Red Cloud, Webster Co., Neb.) 1873-1923, 1918-10-03
CHAPTER I-Continued.

fowls that had been In sight scurried
wildly away In answer to the sum-
mons.
Mr.. 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 1t Is. Car'lyn May.
You'd better meet Aunty Rose first
aione. I've my fears about this mon
grel."
"Oh. Uncle Joe" Quivered his niece.
"You 60 ahead and get acquainted
with her." urged Mr.. Stagg. "She
don't like dogs. They chase her
chickens and run over her flower beds.
Aunty Rose Is peculiar, might say"
"Oh. Uncle Joe" repeated the little
girl family.
"You've got to make her like you, II
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 Mt the leash
and whined, wishing to follow his little
mistress.
Mr.. Stage said: "You'd better keep
mighty quiet, dog. If you want your
home address to be The Corners, sing
small"
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
GALL Of sunshine. On the gravel path
beyond the old well. with its long
sweep and bucket, half hundred
chickens. some guineas and a flock of
turkeys scuffled for grain which was
being thrown to them from an open
pan.
That pan was held In the plump
hand Of a very Misunderstanding 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, unruffled, unemo-
tional. 1t simply seemed as though
nothing. either material or spiritual,
could rufIle 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.
"Chlld. who are your" asked Aunty
Rose with some curiosity.
The little girl told her name; but
perhaps II 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-if you please" Carolyn MAY
confessed family.
"And how came you here aloner
IF you please. Uncle Joe said II
better prob1y come ahead and get &C
Quainted with you first"
"'Firstr What do you mean. .firstT
asked Aunty Rose sternly.
"First-before you saw Prince" re
sponded the perfectly frank little girl
"Uncle Joe thought maybe 20,
wouldn't care for dogs"
'Dogsl"
mo, ma'ain. And of course wher
I live Prince has to live too. So"
$50 you brought your dog2"
, "Yes. ma'am"
"Of course" said Aunty Rose com
posedly, II expected you to come here
do not know what Joseph Stage eS
pected. But I did not suppose 20
would have a dog. Where Is Josep
Staggr
"He-he's coming"
"With the dog?"
eyes, ma'am."
Aunty Rose seemed to take som
. time to digest this; but she made n
further comment in regard to the ma
ter only saying:
Let us so into the house, Carly
!. May. You must take or your Ii;
and battle your face and hands"
Carolyn May Cameron followed II
stately figure Of Aunty Rose Kennel
III into the blue-aud,white kitchen of Il
old house, With something of the fec
Ing OF culprit on the way to Il
Dt block.
Such big kitchen rs It was! TT
little girl thought II must be almo
8. as big as their whole apartment
o. Harlem "put together"
% The little girl took Off her pla
!" black hat, shook back her hair al
<, patted It smooth with her hands, In,
Il. plunged her hands and face into Il
10 basin OF cool water Aunty Rose II;