The Chesterfield advertiser. [volume] (Chesterfield C.H., S.C.) 1884-1978, 1922-01-26
CHAPTER Z.
cousIn Percy's Little joke.


still and quiet and normal, and yet
with the impression persisting that
there had been tremendous crash of
some sort just before the waking
senses were alive enough to realize 1t.
1t was some such razing jolt as this
that was given me on the morning
when was called In, with the other
members Of the family, to listen to the
reading Of my grandfather's will.
But, first, however. to give some
Idea OF the conditions precedent, as o
lawyer would say. My father-good.
easy-going. comfort-loving Dad!-
never owned what Grandfather Dud-
ley. pursing his thin lips and swapping
the words out, called "the money
sense" AS an architect high In his
profession and with fine artistic feel
ing for the beauti:u in buildings, he
earned liberal income-and spent It
or so much Of II that there was barely
enough left after his death to provide
for my mother and sister. and to keep
me going, MS you might say. in an ex-
ceedingly modest manner. Without
work, I mean. I may as well confess,
at once. that I had never acquired the
work habit. ! was always "going to-"
but II was so fatally ensy to keep on
postponing the chilling plunge. I sup
pose Ind been ready on mt least half
dozen occasions to take n dive into
some pool with n salary attachment;
hut always some good friend would
hob up to say. "Oh, come on. Stannie.
old man: we're lacking just one more
to make up the bunch. Don't he n
clam. Time enough to settle down
when you have to-" and then It would
be all off. "a
Besides, you see, there was always
Grandfather Jasper in the background.
He had mOney-lashings Of it, so we
all believed; and 1T had been a family
understanding for years that he in
tended splitting the bulk of It, fifty
fifty, between my cousin Percy and
me. Before we go any farther, let me
set 1t down that Cousin Percy was
and is-all the seventeen different
kinds Of things that am not, and
never wished to be; smooth. neat, we'll
groomed. grind" In college and
perfect dear" with the girls. am
bilious as the very devil. and measur-
Ing his friends by the amount Of pull"
they might be able to exert in his be-
half; there you have him from the
crown Of his well-brushed little head
TO his ,patent-leather pumps.
You're a fright, Stannie," he would
say. In his carefully polished diplo-
matte manner-he had a billet in the
Department Of State at Washington,
and was In training for the legation
service abrOad-''you are a perfect
fright. Three whole years out of COL
tege, and you haven't done q single,
solitary useful thing yet. When are
you going to begin? And, incidental
~. how long are you going to keep
Iisette waiting?"
Oh. Lord fright there was another
knot In the tangle-Lisette. We had
agreed to agree-Lisette and I-some
SIX months or so In advance Of Grand
father Jasper's death, and we were
both perfectly well assured, and had
assured each other a dozen times, that
my income from Dads estate wasn't
more than half big enough to marry
on. You see, 1t was this way: Lisette
was one Of family Of four girls in
mighty expensive household, and there
wasn't anything to lean on on that
side Of the fence. Though, Of course.
we never discussed 1t brutally In SO
many words, we were waiting for that
fifty-ffty loOk-in at the will which fam.
lily tradition declared had already been
drawn up, signed. sealed, witnessed
and put away In cold storage; other
wise In the safe-keeping Of Grandfa-
'ther Jasper's family lawyer.
All Of which may serve to bring us
back to that nightmare effect regis
tered at the start. When the Dudley
will was taken out Of the icebox and
read to the assembled members of the
family, there were at least two shock.
ing surprises. Jasper hadn't been any
where near as rich as we had all been
thinking he was; that his modest
manner Of living had been. perhaps, as
much matter Of necessity as of
choice. Bad investments-of which
the family had never heard so much
as whisper-had cut his fortune
down to something less than half
million, all told. That was shock
Number One; and shock Number Two
was strictly personal to me- Grand.
father Jasper had left me his love and
best wishes. and had willed the money
and property-all Of II. mind you-to
Cousin Percy. giving as his reason
that he thought Percy would make
better use of II.
OF course, had everybody's sympa.
thy and condolcnce--even Percy's. for
that matter. My mother wept; and.
as I recall II, Lsette managed to com.
pnss a tear or so when told her what
had happened: or rather what haS so
7 fgnomini0usly foilcd TO hnppen.
"Wnatever Will you dof" she raj
tered. II suppose you will really have
TO 60 TO work now. won't you, STAN
nieT
"Perish the thought" ! told her;
then gave the good reasons why
there was no hope for us in that di.
rection. "A fat chance I'd have to