Clearwater Republican. [volume] (Orofino, Idaho) 1912-1922, 1919-04-04
CHAPTER VIII.
Chef GormIey Tells Some News.


1t was when she came in sight of
the Parlow place on Monday after
noon, she and Prince, that Carolyn
May bethought her of the very best
person in the world with whom to adj
wise upon the momentous question
which so troubled her.
Who could be more interested in the
happiness of Miss Amanda than Mr..
Parlow himself?
The little girl had been going to call
on Miss Amanda. Aunty Rose had
said she might and Miss Amanda had
invited her specially"
But the thought of taking the old
carpenter into her confidence and ad-
vising with him delayed that visit. Mr..
Parlow was busy on some piece Of
cabinet work, but he nodded briskly to
/ the little girl when she came to the
door of the shop and looked in.
"Are you very busy, Mr.. Parlow?"
she asked him after a watchful min
ute or two.
"My hands be, Car'yn May" said
the carpenter in his dry voice.
"Oh"
"But 1 kin listen to ye-and I kin
talk"
"Oh, that's nice! Did you hear
about what happened yesterday"
"Eh?" he queried, eying her quizzi-
cally. "Does anything ever happen on
Sunday?"
Something did on this Sunday"
cried the little girl. "Didn't you hear
about the snake?"
What dye mean-snakew
And then little Carolyn May ex-
planned. She told the story with such
earnestness that he stopped working
to listen.
"Humph!" was his grunted COM
ment at the end. "Welll"
Don't you think that was real ex-
citing?" asked Carolyn May. "And
just see how it almost brought my
Uncle Joe and your Miss Amanda to-
gether. Don't you see?"
Mr.. Parlow actually jumped. "What's
that you say, child?" he rasped out
grimly. Bring Mandy and Joe Stage
together? Well, guess not!"
"Oh, Mr.. Parlow, don't you think
that would be just be-a-you-ti-ful?"
cried the little girl with lingering
emphasis upon the most important
word. Don't you see how happy they
would beY'
II don't know as anybody's per-
tic'lar anxious to see that daughter Of
mine and Joe Stage friendly again.
No good would come Of it,"
Carolyn May looked at him sorrow
fully. Mr.. Parlow had quite disap-
pointed her. 1t was plain to be seen
that he was not the right one to ad-
wise with about the matter. The little
girl sighed.
II really did s'pose you'd want to
see Miss Amanda happy, Mr.. Parlow,"
she whispered.
Happy? BAIL" snarled the old
man, setting vigorously to work again.
He acted as If he wished to say no
more and let the little girl depart
without another word.
Carolyn May really could not under
stand it-at least she could not i'm
mediately.
That Mr.. Parlow might have a self
ish reason for desiring to keep his
daughter and Joseph Stage apart did
not enter the little girls mind.
After that Sunday walk, however,
Carolyn May was never SO much
afraid of her uncle as before. Why,
he had even called Prince good dog 7"
Truly Mr.. Joseph Stagg was being
transformed-if slowly.
He could not deny to himself that,
to a certain extent, he was enjoying
the presence of his little niece at The
Corners. If he only could decide Just
what to do with the personal property
of his sister Hannah and her husband
down in the New York apartment.
Never in his life had he been so long
deciding question.
He had really loved Hannah. He
knew it now, did Joseph Stagg, every
time he looked at the lovely little
child who had come to live with him
at The Corners. Why! just SO had
Hannah looked when she was little
thing. The same deep, violet eyes and
sunny hair and laughing lips