The Monticellonian., 1918-10-04
CHAPTE II.
Going to Bed.


 Mir. Stagg had fastened Princes strap to the porch rail and he now came in with the bag.
 "Is that all the child's baggage. Jo- seph Stagg?" asked Aunty Rose, talk ing it from his hand.
 "Why-why. never thought to ask her." the man admitted. .Have you trunk check. Carlyn?"
 No, sir"
 ''They sent you up here with only that bag?e Mir. Stagg said with some exasperation. Haven't you got any clothes but those you stand in?'
 Mrs. Price said-said they weren't suitable," explained the little girl. You see, they aren't black"
 "oh !" exploded her uncle.
 You greatly lack tact. Joseph Stagg," said Aunty Rose, and the hard ware dealer cleared his throat loudly as he went to the sink to perform his pre-snpper ablutions. Carolyn May did not understand just what the woman meant.
 "Ahem!" said Uncle Joe gruttiy. "S'pose l ought i've read that letter before. Whats come of it. Car'lyn May?"
 But just then the little girl was so deeply interested in what Aunty Rose was doing that she failed to hear him. Mrs. Kennedy brought out of the pan try a tin pie plate, on which were scraps of meat and bread, besides a goodly marrow bone
 If you think the dog is hungry, Gar'lyn May" she said. you would better give him this before we break our fast '
 "Oh, Aunty Rose" gasped the little girl, her sober face all a-smile. Hell be delighted"
 She carried the pan out to Prince,
 When the door closed again, Mrs. Kennedy went to the stove and in- the rush of delicious odor from it made Carolyn Mays mouth fairly water
 Such fiaky biseuit-two great pans full of the brown beauties Mir Stagg sat down at the table and actually smiled.
 The little girl took her indicated place at the table timidly.
 Joseph Stagg." said Aunty Rose sitting down. "ask q blessing"
 Uncle Jee's harsh voice seemed sud. denly to become gentle us he rever- ently said grace.
 Mr. Stagg was in haste to eat and get back to the store. "Or that Chet Gormley will try to make q meal of some of the hardware. l guess he said gloomily.
 "oh, dear me, Uncle Joe" exclaimed Carolyn May. If he did that, he'd dit of indignation"
 Huh? 0h I guess 'twould cause indigestion" agreed her uncle.
 Aunty Rose did not even smile.
 Bless me '" Mir. Stagg exclaimed suddenly. What's that on the mantel Aunty Rose? That yaller letterGa
 "A telegram for you, Joseph Stagg. replied the old lady cemposedly.
 Well !'' muttered the hardware dealer, and Carolyn May wondered ii he were not afraid to express just tht emotion he felt at that instant His face was red and he got up clumsily to secure the sealed message
 Who brought il. and when?' h. asked finally, having read the law yers night letter.
 "A boy. This morning" said Aunt, Rose, utterly calm.
 And l never saw 1t this noon. grumbled the hardware deaier.
 Mrs. Kennedy quite ignored an, suggestion of impatience in MT. Staggi voice or manner. But he seemed |, lose taste for his supper after readin; the telegram.
 Where is the letter that this Mr Price wrote and sent by you, Car lynT' he asked as he was about f, depart for the store.
 The little girl asked permission t, leave the table and then ran to opel her bag. Mir. Stagg said doubtfully
 .I s'pose you'll have to put her some