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dealer, and Carolyn May wondered II
he were not afraid to express just the
emotion he felt at that instant. His
face was red and he got up cfumsily
to secure the sealed message.
who brought II, and whenT" he
asked finally, having read the Law.
ysrs night letter.
"A boy. This morning" said Aunty
Rose, utterly calm.
And l never saw IL this nOon,-
grumbled the hardware dealer.
Mrs. Kennedy quite ignored any
suggestion OF impstierce In Mr.. Stagg's
voice or n But he seemed to
lose taste for his supper after reading
the telegram.
Where is the letter that this Mr..
Price wrote and sent by you, Car
lynn" he asked as he was about to
depart for the store.
The little girl asked permission to
leave the table and then ran TO open
her bag. Mr.. Stagg said doubtfully
IL s'pose youn have to put her some
where-for the present. Don't see
what else we can do, Aunty Rose"
you may be sure, Joseph Stagg,
that her oom was ready for her a
week ago" Mrs. Kennedy rejoined,
quite unrufled.
The surprised hardware dealer
gurgled something in his throat.
What roomf' he finally stammered.
THAT which was her mothers, Han
nah Stages room. IL is next to mine
and she will coms to no harm there"
"Hannah's" exclaimed Mr.. Stage.
why, that amt been slept in since
she went away"
ut Is quite at, then" said Aunty
Rose, that 1t should be used for her
child. Trouble nothing about things
that do not concern you, Joseph
Stage" she added with, perhaps. addi-
tional s~ternness.
Carolyn May did not hear this. She
now produced the letter from her law
yer.
There it Ia, Uncle joe she said.
II guess he tells you all about me
In It,"
Hum !" said the hardware man,
clearing his throat and picking up bis
hat. "Fll read 1t down at the store.''
"Shall-shall / see you again to-
night, Uncle Joer' the little girl asked
w~istfully. "You know, my bedtime's
half-past eight"
well, II you don't zee me to2ight
again, you'll be well cared for, /
haven't a doubt" said Uncle Joe short
ly, and went out.
Carolyn May vent soberly back to
her chair. She did not "A much more.
Somehow there seemed to be a 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 q "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 nodding in her
place, her blue eyes ciouded with sleep
and unhappiness.
1T is time for you to go TO bed,
Carlyn May" said Aunty Rose firmly.
Il 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 q door leading out upon
the porch where Prince was now NOV
Ing about uneaslly at the end of bis
leash. She would have liked to say
good night" to Prince, but II 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, child.
asked MIS-. Kennedy, standing In her
soldierly manne 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
10 h-r descending footsteps. Aunty
Rose had not v 9 hidden her good
night
Like a marooned sailor upon a des-
ert island the little girl went about
exploring the bedroom which was %
be hers-and which had once been her
mothers. That fact helped greatly.
Then she looked at the high. puffy bed.
SLOW ever a I get into lit" sighed
Carolyn May.
She had to stand upon her tiptoes
In her FUZZY little bedroom slippers to
pull back the quilt and the blanket
and sheet underneath II. The bed was
just a great big bag Of feathersl
"Just like a big. big pillow thought