Gilpin observer., 1918-10-17

"Oh, DEAR" sighed the girl; II do
hope Mr.. Graves win be well enough
to call today. He expected to. Except
for the telephons message telling us
that that man at Denboro"-
"Our dear Uncle Elisha" put in
Stephen. with sarcasm. "Uncle Lish =
Heavens. what . nameF'
"Hushl He can't help his name.
And fathers was worse yet-Abijah.
Think Of itr'
II don't want to think Of It. Neither
did the governor. That's why he drop
ped It, suppose. Just what did Graves
say? Give me his exact words"
His partner. Mr.. Kuhn, telephoned
that everything was satisfactory. This
Captain Warren-a ship captain, sup
pose he is-would In all probability 10
fuse to accept the guardianship and
thS rest Of IT,
'Refuse7 I should think 80. I'm
ut as certain father was insane when
he made that will as I am that I'm
alive. II he wasn't, do you suppose
he would have put Us and the estate
in the care Of q down east Jay? It's
inconceivablei It's ridiculousl Think
Of It'll Suppose this uncle Of ours had
accepted. Suppose he had come to
town here and any Of our friends had
met him. This is our guardian. Cep-
tain Warren Of Punkin Centre
pleased to NEST ye,' says Uncle Lish.
.How's tatersr Horrors! Say, Caro-,
ycf haven't told any one, Malcolm OF
his mother or any one, have your"
"Of course not, Steve. You know I
wouldn'tE
''Wsa, don't They needn't know it,
now q at any other time. Graves will
probably get himself appointed, and
he's respectable II he is an old fogy.
Wen worry along till I'm twenty-one.
and then-well, then I'll handle our
business myself"
he was on his way to the telephone
when the doorbell buzzed.
"Gad, there's Graves nowr he ex.
claimed. ''Now suppose I'll have to
stay. Wen hear about dear Uncle
Lish, won't we2 Oh, joyr'
But the staid butler when he en-
tered the library did not announce the
lawyers name.
MRS. Corcoran Dunn and Mr.. NAL
colm," he said. "WM you see them,
Miss Gardiner
The young lady's face lit up.
Certainly, Edwards" she said.
''Show them-oh, Mrs. Dunn, I'm 80
glad to zee youl It was ever 20 good
Of you to como. And Malcolm"
my dear child" she cried, "how
could I stay away7 We have spoken
Of you and Stephen 30 often this morn
ing. We know how lonely you must
be, and Malcolm and I decided we
must run in on you after lunch. Didn't
we. MalcolmT
Malcolm Corcoran Dunn, her son,
was q blond young man with q rather
indolent manner.
"sure, materl" he said calmly.
How dye do, Carolinef 'Lo, Stever'
The quartet shook hands. Mrs.
Dunn sank creakingly into . chair and
gazed about the room.
my dear" said Mrs. Dunn, address.
ing Caroline, "how are you getting oni
How are your nerves7 Is al the
dreadful settling overf'
every nearly, thank goodness!'
'-That's . mercy. I should certainly
have been here yesterday to help you
In experimenting and arranging and
80 on, but I was suffering from one Of
my hearts, and You know what they
are"
Her son turned from the window.
II say, mother" he declared wearily
II do wish you wouldn't speak Of your
vital organs In the plural Any ont
would imagine you were c soft oi
freak, like the two headed boy at ths
circus. It's positively distressing"
Stephen laughed. He admired younl
Dunn immensely. Mrs. Dunn sighed.
"Don't, Malcolm, DEAR" she pleaded
"You sound 30 unfeeling. One not &C
quainted with your real kindness d
heart
"Oh, drop It." interrupted Malcolm
Lets omit the heart interest. Thii
isn't clinic. say, Steve. how do yoy
like the new nat7 It u 4 nat, Isn't It ?
Stephen turned red. His sister col
ored and bit her Lip. Mrs Dunn hasten
"a to the rescue.
"Horrorsr' she exclaimed. "Mal
colin, you really aee insunerabla. Fiat
Caroline. dear. yea mnstn't mind him