The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1919-01-23

the quite innocent Chef.
"And Mr.. yicksrs says SO the child
hasn't anything Of her own JoeT"
Chef went On. And your uncle says /:
Not a dollar, 'cept what l might sell
that furniture for And he hasn't
sold 1t yet, / know. He Just can't
make up his mind to sell them things
that was your mothers. Carlyn May"
added the boy, with g deeper insight
into Mr.. Stages character than one
might have given him credit for DOS
sessing.
Bur Carolyn May had heard some
news that made her suddenly quiet
and she was glad a customer came into
store just then to draw Chef CORN
.ey's attention.
The child had never thought before
about how the good things Of life came
to her-her food, clothes and lodging.
But now Chef Gorml~y's chatterinR
had given her a new view of the facts
OF the case. There had been no money
left to spend for her needs. Uncle
Joe was just keeping her out of
charity!
"And Prince, too" thought the little
girl, with a lump In her throat. "He
hasn't got any more horne than a rab-
bitl And Uncle Joe don't really like
dogs-not even now.
"Oh, dear me-" pursued Carolyn
May. "It's awful hard to be an or
phan. But to be a poor orphan-just
a charity one--is a whole lot worse, ]
guess. / wonder II / ought to stay
with Uncle Joe and Aunty Rose and
make them 80 mach troubler'
The thought bit deep into the little
girls very impressionsble mind. She
wished to be alone and to think over
this really tragic thing that faced
her-the ugly fact that she was n
charity child"
"And you're q charity dog, Prince
Cameron" she said aloud. looking
down at the mongrel who walked Sc
dately seside her along the country
road.
The little girl had loltered along tile
road until it was now dinner time.
Indeed, Aunty Rose would have hs d
the meal on the table twenty minutes
earlier. Mr.. Stage had evidently ne
manned at The Corners to sell the COW
and eat dinner too-thus killing two
birds with one stone"
And here Carolyn May and Prince
were at Mr.. Psrlow's carpenter shop,
just as the old man was taking OF his
apron preparatory to going In to his
dinner. When Miss Amanda was way
nursing, the carpenter ate at a neigh
! boris table.
Now Miss Amanda appeared on the
side porch
Where are you going. little girlf'
she asked. smiling.
Home TO Aunty Rose" said Carolyn
May bravely.' But I guess I'm late
for dinner" Il
Don't you want to come In and eat
with us, Carolyn Hayf Your own din
ner will be cold"
"Oh, may IT" cried the little girl.
Somehow she did not feel that she
could face Uncle Joe just now with
this new thought that Chef Gormley's
words had put into her heart. Then
she hesitated. with her hand on the
gate latch.
win there be some scraps for
Prince?' she asked. "Or bonesf"
II believe i can find something for
Prince" Miss Amanda replied. IL owe
him more than one good dinner, l
guess. for killing that snake. Come In
and we will See"
Carolyn May thought that Miss
Amanda, In her house dress and ruffied
apron. with sleeves turned back above
her dirnsled. brown elbows. was pref.
tier than ever. Her cheerful observa-
tons quite enlivened Carolyn May
again.
II think you are lovely. Miss Aman-
da," she said as she helped wipe the
dishes after the carpenter had gone
back to the shop. II shall always love
you. I guess that anybody who ever
did love you would keep right ON doing
80 till they died! They just couldn't
help itw
'Indeedf" said the woman, laughing.
And how about you, Chicken Littlef
Aren't you universally beloved toor"
"Oh, / don't expect so. Miss Aman-
d." said the child. az wish I was"
why aren't your
I'll Well ! guess It's just be-
u I'm not" Carolyn May said des-
perately. you see, after all. Miss
Amanda. I'm only q charity child"
"Oh, my childr" exclaimed Miss
Amanda. who told you thatY'
IL Just heard about It." confessed
the little visitor.
mot from Aunty Rose Ksnnedyr'
"oh. no. ma'am.s
did that Did yolf uncle tell you
sush Z thingr'
-0h. mol He's just ~ good a. he
can be. But Of course hs doesn't nks