The Fayette falcon. (Somerville, Tenn.) 190?-current, 1918-11-15

whisker and clothing and hat as rcBty
as the hack itself held the reins over
the bony back Of the horse that drew
the ancient eQuipage.
II say, young'un, amt you oGt O. yer
baillwickT queried Tim, the hackman,
staring at the little girl In the Stage
yard. |
Carolyn May stood up quickly and
tried to look over her shoulder and
down her back. It was hard to get
all those buttons buttoned straight.
II don't know" she said, perturbed.
''DOes 1t shown"
-HuhT" grunted Tim. SDoes what
shown"
"What you said" said Carolyn May
accusingly. II don't believe It does"
Hey" chuekled the hack driver
suddenly. II meant, do you low Mrs.
Kennedy knows you're playing in her
front yardf'
"Aunty Rose3 Why, of courser'
Carolyn May declared. "Don't yoG
know ! live herep
live here2 Get Quit" exclaimed
the surprised hackman.
Eyes, sir. And Prince too. With my
Uncle Joe and Aunty Rose"
pitcher Of George Washington |"
calculated Tim. 'You don't mean Joe
Stages taken a young'un to boaYdG"
Hes my guardian" said the little
girl primly.
Aunty Rose appeared. She wore a
close bonnet trimmed very plainly,
and carried a parasol Of drab silk.
Aunty Rose climbed into the creaky
old vehicle.
"Are you going to be gone longT
asked Carolyn May politely.
"Not more than two hours, child"
said the housekeeper. @Nobody win
bother you here"
'Not while that dogs with her.
reckon" put In Tim, the backman.
May l come down the road to meet
you, Aunty Rose?" asked the little
girl. II know the way to Uncle Joe's
store"
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 oneT
"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 unhapplly, 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
beep 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 deadP
They might have been for all the
human noises she heard.
Goodness mel" she said again, and
this time she jumped up, startling
Prince from his nap. Maybe there
10 . spell cast over all this place." she
went on. Lets 60 and see II we can
find somebody that's alive"
They went out of the yard together
and took the dusty road toward th6
town.
They soon came In sight Of the Par
low house and carpenter shop.
I'VE can't go beyond that" said
Carolyn May. "Aunty Rose told ua
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 az
much under the spell" as had been
those dwellings at The Corners. But
from the shop came the sound of a
plane shrieklng over a long board.
"oh. Princeyi" gasped Carolyn May.
Il b1ieve he's making long, curly
shavingsr
II there was one thing Carolyn Mas
adored Il was curls.
Suddenly Mr.. Jedidiah Parlow lookes
up and saw the wistful. dust-streaked
face under the black hat brim and
above the black frock. he stared a
her for fully q Minute, posing ths
plane over his work. Then he put q
down and came 10 the door Of the
shop.
you're Hannah Stages little girl
aren't your he asked.
SYes. sir" she said, and sighed.
Dear me, he knew who she was right
awayi There would not be any chance
Of her getting suit Of long curis.
you've come here to live hava
your" said Mr.. Parlow slowly.
SYes. sir. You see, my papa ana
mamma were lost at sea=-with the
Dunraven. II was q mistake. I guass,-
sighed the little girl. '.for they weren't
lighting anybody. But the Dunraven
got in the way Of some ships that were
lighting. In , place called the Medi-
terranean ocean, and the Dunraven
was sunk. and only few folks were
oovod from ~ NJ mana ana ~xs.~-.