The Arvada enterprise., 1919-02-20
CHAPTER i-continued.

A voice calling, "Chuck! Chuck
Chuck-a-chuck came from behind
the old house. A few white feathered
fowls that had been In sight scurried
wildly away In answer to the sum
mons.
Mr.. Stagg. still looking at the little
girl set down the bag and reached
for the dogs leash. The loop of the
latter he passed around the gatepOst.
Il tell you what 1t is, Car'lyn May.
You'd better meet Aunty Rose first
alone. I've my fears about this mon
grel."
"Oh, Uncle joel" quivered his niece.
"You go ahead and get acquainted
With her" urged Mr.. Stagg. "She
don't like dogs. They chase her
chickens and run over her flower beds.
Aunty Rose Is peculiar. might say"
"Oh. Uncle Joel" repeated the little
girl faintly.
you've got to make her like you, II
you want to live here" the hardware
dealer concluded firmly.
He gave Carolyn May a little shove
up the path and then stood back and
raopped his brow with his handker-
chief. Prince strained at the leash
and whined. wishing to follow his little
mistress.
Mr.. Stagg said: You'd better keep
mighty quiet, dog. II you want your
home address to be The Corners, sing
omalli"
Carolyn May did not hear this, but
disappeared after the fowls around
the corner of the wide. vine-draped
porch. The pleasant back yard was
full Of sunshine. On the gravel path
beyond the old well. with Its long
sweep and bucket, half q hundred
chickens. some guineas and flock of
turkeys scufled for grain which was
being thrown to them from an open
pan.
That pan was held In the plump
hand nf very dignified-looking wom-
an. dressed in drab and with a sun
bonnet OA her head.
Aunty Roses appearance smote the
little girl with a feeling OF awe.
There was no frown on her face !;
It was only calm. unruflled. unemo-
uonal. It simply seemed as though
nothing, either material or spiritual.
could RUNE the placidlty Of Aunty
Rose Kennedy.
She came Of Quaker stock and the
serenity Of body and spirit taught by
the sect built q wall between her and
everybody else.
sChild. who are youi" asked Aunty
Rose with some curiosity.
The little girl told her name; but
perhaps 1t was her black frock and
bat that identified her In Aunty Roses
mind. after all.
you are Hannah stagg's little girl"
che said.
"Yes'm-if you please" Carolyn May
confessed family.
"And how came you here aloner'
III you please. Uncle Joe said I'd
better prob'ly come ahead and get ac-
quninted with you first"
"'FirstI' Whit do you mean. first r I"
asked Aunty Rose sternly.
"First-bcfore you saw Prince" re.
sponded the perfectly frank little girl.
"Uncle Joe thought maybe you
wouldn't care for dogs"
Dogs
mo, ma'nm. And of course where
live Prince has to live too. So
$50 you brought your dogT'
"Ycs. maam."
'of course" said Aunty Rose com.
posedly. ~ expected you to come here.
I do not know what Joseph Stngg cx-
pected. But l did not suppose you
would have n dog. Where Is Joseph
Etnrri"
"Hc-hc's coming"
with the dogi''
"lcs, mn'am."
AVnty Rose seemed to take some
time 60 digest this; but she made no
further comment In regard to the mnt.
ter. only saying:
Let US 20 Into the house. Car'lyn
May. You must take OF your hn,
and buthc your face md hands,"
Carolyn May Cameron followed tho
stately figure OF Aun,y Rose Kennedy
into the bluc-nnd.whitc kitchen OF tho
old house. with something OF the feel
ing Of u culprt on the way to the
block.
Such q big kitchen Us It wusl The
little girl thought II must be almost
- big ms their whole apartment In
Harlem put together"
The httlc girl took OF her plain
black hat. shook bnck her hair and
paetsd II smooth with her hnnds, then
vaunsed her hands and face into tho
basin Of cool water Aunty Rose hnd
1sawn for her At the sink. The dust