The Rock Island Argus and daily union. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1920-1923, 1921-10-03
SOPHY'S INHERITANCE.
By Miss Grace Garfield
Copyright, 1921, by The Wheeler

| Copyright, 1921, by The Wheeler
Syndicate, Incl
"Sophy," complained Aunt Han
nah, as her niece came into the llv-
ing room, II wish you'd shut the
window. It's getting chilly in here.
The old lady drew her wooden wraF
about her shoulders and shuddered
ostentatiously.
Now. Hannah" came Aunt
Mary's indignant voice from the
other side of the room, you know
1t isn't cold here, Why, the air Is
positively stuffy." With con-
sciously firm step she crossed to the
window and raised the sash an inch
or so more. Then she stood full III
the slender dFaught of cool air
which entered and breathed deeply,
her Wrinkled cheeks slightly flushed
and her thin shoulders lifted.
Sophy, their niece, stood still in
the doorway during this byplay anG
shook her head reproachfully. MY
dear Aunties," she cried, I'm
ashamed of you. You know that
you mustn't quarrel" With gently
persuasive touch she pushed Aunt
Mary into a chair by the window,
which was partially closed again.
Then over Aunt Hannah's still in
dignant shoulders she placed an
other shawl, chatting gaiiy Of her
school work the while.
But to herself, Sophy sighed a
little She knew that her aunts
were very fond of each other-n-
deed, being twins, they had an even
closer bond between them than sis
terhood, and yet they seemed to
have an innate antagonism which
caused disagreement on every sub
ject under the sun except what per-
tanned to her, Sophy If only, she
thought, whimsically, they could be
a little less considerable of her, and
a little more considerate of each
other Perhaps what she had to tell
them might change matters some
what.
81 haven't told you the news"
she said suddenly.
What news" cried the two old
ladies together.
I've come into some money"
said Sophy, and waited.
Money" cried her two aunts to-
gether, forgetting to glare at each
ether at being interrupted.
Yes, Uncle Joe left it in his will.
Fathers brother, you know. l
hardly knew he existed. But 1t
seems he remembered me. And on,
dear Aunties," continued Sophy en-
Enthusiastically, perhaps I ought not
to think of ii SO soon, but we three
are going to have gorgeous time!
We will have a nice, big, modern
house, instead of this old thing"
Her scornful glance did injustice to
their staid old colonial home. And
Aunt Hannah shall have all the
medicine and doctors she needs, and
Aunt Mary shall have her saddle
horse" Sophy paused to beam on
the old ladies' with the benevoIence
of a philanthropic millionaire. Aunt
Hannah. whose ill-health had long
been a mere Pigment of the imagina
ton to plague her sister, and Aunt
Mary, whose athletic girlhood lay
behind her and was now recalled
only to taunt Aunt Hannah, looked
at each other, and for once thew
gasped in sympathy.
Sophy left them to think it over
before they could ask questions.
For a while the two sisters sat in
silence. 1t seemed as though their
world were tumbling about their
ears.
After long pause, Aunt Hannah
ventured to speak, in more gentle
tones than usual. Mary, how much
money do you suppose that man left
Sophy?" The sisters had but scant
respect for Sophy's fathers branch
of the family.
Must be thousands. or she
wouldn't have thought OF a new
house" Aunt Mary's voice sharp
ened suddenly. All I have to saw
is, that II she does get one, I hone
it will have a lot OF windows and
that Sophy will keep them all
open
Now, Mary, I don't intend m
catch my death of cold at nv time
at Lila inst haeanae-"