The L'Anse sentinel., 1922-12-01
THE WILLING
BY MILDRED WHITE
(@. Is,a. western Newspaper Union,

or not at all. Will say Tor cassie
that her own way In usually best
even II mother does not admit this.
But that was what made 1t seem 30
hopeless about Aunt Casandra's for
tune. You see, she left it to Cassie,
because she had been named for her
and was therefore aunt's favorlte
niece--upon condition that Cassie
should be married within year after
aunt's death. Now was not that an
Idiotic will?
I could not blame my sister for say
Ing that the money could go to Hall
fax, for all she cared. But with
mother 1t was different. If you are
mother, you are always anxious con-
cerning your daughters future, espe
6ally the money part of 1t.
"And," mother reasoned, ut Is not
as though Aunt Casandra designated
some particular map. Odd people oc
casionally do. in their bequests; she
| leaves the choice entirely to yourself,
Cassie dear. The word suitable Is heI
only requirement. And while would
be the last one to send you deliberate
ly misunderstanding, 1t is altogether
possible that the right young man may
appear In the course of year. II you
are in properly receptive frame OF
mind"
"'Properly receptive'-did you get
that2 asked my smiling sister, as we
sat later out In the big apple tree
together. This tree has been favor.
ite sollloquizing-if you get my mean
ing-spot with US since childhood"
"Well, when 1 go misunderstanding
fortune or no fortune, you'll 0now it,
which was Cassie's way Of saying that
the will was all off as far as she was
concerned. While I agreed with her
sentiment I was still regretful. II
Cassie had any money at all she
would help me on with my chosen
career of art. Mother had all she
could do, getting along as 1t was;
poor father had left little money when
he died. Why in the world could not
old aunt Casandra have left her
fortune generously, without wishing a
husband on one?-especially when she
udu uOt TAKEN Olc ucTStil.
Well. there was no answer to this,
and the year slipped by. almost. Near
the end of that suIcmer mother began
| to look anxiously ar Cassie and some
times very sadly. For scoldng. which
/ confess mother is equal to, and
reasoning alike, had failed. Cass
herself, was carelessly happy.
II rather like that Brown lad" she
admitted to me, but not enough to
marry him-for my money" Cass
laughed.
The Brown lad was neighbor, who
with other rivals. had been paying my
sister attention Oh. you must not
think that Cassie had no admirers.
Maybe" suggested, "you might
grow to like him better IL you would
try. He has lovely eyes and nice
manners"
Like him yourself" my sister re
torted, "and wouldn't be so mer.
cenary regarding that college course,
If were YOU"
She had found me out. was selfish
ly longing for that career.
Cassie leaned over until she nearly
fell out of the tree.
"Tell you what I've decided to do,
Pippin." she said. Cass calls me
Pippin. 81 am going out for little
stay In the country, until this last
week of the willis possibility is over.
am weary Of mothers reproachful
expression. And I'm going where there
are no eligible men. Dowa to old aunt
Mary's, iguratively, In other words.
out on lone farm to board.
| "If my family do not welcome my
penniless return / shall stay In the
country and pick berries for living"
| I hugged her. Not to want Cassie
back Why, In oil the world there Is
no one so sweet, so saucy, and pretty,
and dear.
In the morning Cassie returned. I
shall never forget that morning. She
sat on the couch, after she had kissed
mother, and kept holding her there.
| Then she called name In silvery
| laughing tone-and a young man
promptly appeared in the doorway.
| He was the incest. most honest-look-
Ing young man had seen In long
time, and his brown eyes gazed down
at Cassie as though she was the only
| person In the room.
Mother" said Cassie, "and Pippin.
darling, this is my husband. We were
married yesterday. When our train
was delayed and the passengers got
to walking up and down to pass the
time Philip found himself at my
I side; we were little ahead Of the
others, and presently found a shady,
path. It was nice to rest there. and
soon, like two lone survivors Of a
wreck, we seemed amazingly well ac-
quaiDted. Philip told me Of bis life.
the great engineering commission
which was taking him to far Cali
fornia, immediately this days little
trip was over. And / told hhn Of you,
mother. and Of my Pippin. here. Then
we wait to the stalled diner for sand-
wichcs and lunched together" Cassie
stopped appealingly her eyes sought
those Of the good-lookins young man.
"And." said this Philip. who was