The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1918-12-19

the bony back OF the horse that drew
the ancient equipage.
Il say, young'un, amt you out U yer
bailiwickT queried Tim, the hackman.
staring at the little girl In the Stage
yard.
Carolyn May stood up quickly are
tried to look over her shoulder ana
down her back. II was hard to gee
all those buttons buttoned straight.
II don't know" she said, perturbed
Does Ii shown
"HuhT' grunted Tim. docs what
shown"
What you said."' said Carolyn Ma,
accusingly. 81 don't believe It Does
"Hey!" chuckled the hack driver
suddenly. II meant, do you low Mrs
Kennedy knows you're playing In her
front yardf"
"Aunty Rose? Why, of course r.
Carolyn May declared. "Don't you
know / live here2"
Live here? Get out" exclaimed
the surprised hackman.
"Yes, sir. And Prince too. With my
Uncle Joe and Aunty Rose"
Pitcher of George Washington I"
calculated Tim. "You don't mean Joe
Stages taken a young-'un to board?"
He's 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 long?"
asked Carolyn May politely.
Not more than two hours, child"
said the ho~usekeeper. Nobody will
bother you here"
Not while that dogs with her. ]
reckon put in Tim, the backman.
May i come down the road to meet
you, Aunty Rosef' asked the little
girl. Il know the way to Uncle Joe's
store"
II don't know any reason why yoV
can't come to meet me-" replied Mrs
Kennedy. Anyway, you can come
along the road as far az the irs
house. You know that one1"
YES. ma'am- Mr.. Parlow's,- saic
Carolyn May.
Carolyn May went back into the
yard and sat on the front-porch steps
and Prince, yawning unhappily, curlec
down at her feet There did moi
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 hai
been familiar all her life.
Goodness me thought Carolyn
May, startled by her own Imagination
suppose all the folks in all these
houses around here were dead! I"
They might have been for all the
human noises she heard.
Goodness me !" she said again, and
this time she jumped up, startling
Prince from his nap. Maybe thers
is a spell cast over all this place" she
went on. Lets go and see IL we car
find somebody that's alive"
They ven out of the yard together
and took the dusty road toward the
town.
1870 coOh III IN gikUl VI TIC EME
low house and carpenter shop.
I'VE can't go beyond that" SAID
Carolyn May. "Aunty Rose told nj
not to. And Uncle Joe a y the car
penter-man isn't a pleasant man"
She looked wistfully at the prem
ises. The cottage seemed quite a,
much under the 'spell' as had beer
those dwellings at The Corners. Bm
from the shop came the sound of 4
plane s~hrieking over a long board.
"Oh, Princey!" gasped Carolyn MAY
u blieve he's making long, curl,
~shavingsr"
II there was n thing Carolyn MAY
adored It was curls.
Suddenly MI. Jedidiah Pariow looke<
up and saw the wistful, dust-streake<
face under the black hat brim a
above the black frock. He stared a
her for fully q Minute, posing thu
plane over his work. Then he put d
down and came to the door OF thu
shop.
You're Hannah Stages little girl
aren't your he asked.
Yes. sir" she said, and sighed
Dear me. he knew who she was right
awayi There would not be any chance
OF her getting a suit OF long curis.
You've come here to live, have
your said Mr.. Parlow slowly.
Yes, sir. You see, my papa and
mamma were lost ut sea-with tAs
Dunrsven. 1t was a mistake. I guess.
sighed the little girl. 'for they weren't
lighting anybody. But the Dunraven
got In the way Of some ships that were
nghting. In . place called the Med.
terranean ocean, and the D~unravsn
was sunk. and only q few folks werx
saved from II. Ny papa and mamms
weren't saved"