The Monticellonian., 1918-11-08

Joseph Staggl" said Aunty Rose admonishingly.
 Il think he's very nice man." said Carolyn May suddenly. And kep' awake most of the time-you see, heard poor Princey bowling for me here, where he was tied rp."
 "Hum!" calculated Nr. Stagg. Which kept you awake-the dog or the minister?.
 "0h, l like Mir. Driggs very much" the little girl assured him. And he's in great fiction, too, am sure He he wears crepe on his hat and sleeve"
 Huh, so he does," grunted Mir. Stagg. Hes most always in mourn ing for somebody or something"
 Do you s'pose, Uncle Joe. that he looks up enough? It does just seem to me as though poor Mir. Driggs must always be looking down instead of looking up to see the sunshine and the blue sky and-and the mountains, like my papa said you should
 Uncle Joe was silent. Aunty Rose NHh't VI bAiShiS lOi lICI
 And your papa was right, Carlyn May. He was very sensible man, have no doubt"
 "Oh, he was quite a wonderful man." said the little girl with full assurance
 It was on the following morning that school opened. The Corners district school was red building, with q squatty bell tower and two front doors. standing not far up the road be- yond the church.
 Miss Minnie Lester taught the school, and although Miss Minnie looked very sharply through her glasses at one, Carolyn May thought she was going to love the teacher very much.
 Indeed, that was Carolyn Mays at titude toward almost everybody whom she met. She expected to love and to be loved. Was it any wonder she made so many friends?
 There proved, however, at the start, to be little difficulty with Miss Min nie. Prince would not remain at home He howled and whined for the first half of Monday mornings session = as Aunty Rose confessed, almost driving her mad. Then he slipped his collar and tore away on Carolyn Mays cold trail
 Into the school marched the dog, having drawn the staple with which his chain had been fastened to the bole of the tree in Mr. Stagg's back yard.
 Miss Minnie was both alarmed and angry. Some of the little girls shrieked and wept when Prince pranced over to Carolyn Mays seat.
 If you do not shut that awful dog Carolyn May, shall speak to your un- cle, Mir. Stagg. about it. Ugh, the ugly beastl Take him away at oncel"
 So Carolyn Mays schoodays at The Corners did not begin very happily, after all. She had always loved and been loved by every teacher she had ever had before. But Miss Minnie seemed prejudiced against her becaus e of Prince.
 The little girl felt badly about this, but she was of too cheerful a tempera- ment to droop for long under the pres sure of any trouble. The other chil- dren liked her, and Carolyn May found plenty of playmates.
 It was on the last Friday in the month that something happened which quite changed Miss Minnie's attitude towards that mongrel." Incidentally, The Corners, as community, was full ly awakened from it's lethargy. and, as it chanced, like the Sleeping Beauty and all her retinue, by Prince. The school session on Friday after moons was always shortened. This day Mir. Brady, one of the school trus- tees, came to review the school and, before he left, to pay Miss Minnie her salary for the month.
 Carolyn May had permission from Aunty Rose to go calling that after noon. Freda Payne, whom she liked very much, lived up the road beyond the schoolhouse. and she had invited the little city girl to come to see her Of course, Prince had to be included in the invitation. Freda fully under stood that, and Carolyn May took him on his leash.
 They saw Miss Minnie at her desk when they went past the schoolhouse She was correcting written exercises Carolyn May secretly hoped that her l own was much better than she feared ! 1t was.
 Not far beyond the schoolhouse i Prince began to growl, and the hairs stiffened on his neck. 1 '.Whatever is the matter with you Prinee?" demanded Carolyn May.
 In moment she saw the cause oi the dogs continued agitation A roughly dressed, bewhiskered man sal beside the road eating a lunch out of a newspaper. He leered at Carolyn May and said:
 q guess you got q bad dog there ain't ye, little girl?"
 "Oh. no He's us'ally very polite, answered Carolyn May. You must be stil, Princei You sec" she explained 'he doesn't like folks to wear old clothes. Tiff you had on your Sun