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JOSEPH STAGG IS FILLED WITH DISMAY WHEN HE LEARNS L CAROLYN HAS BEEN LEFT TO HIS CARE. • Synopsis.—Hor father and mother reported lost at «ea when tfee Dunraven, ou which they had sailed for Europe, was aunk, Carolyn May Cameron—Hannah's Carolyn—Is sent from New York to her bach elor uncle, Joseph Stajrp, at the Comers. The reception given her by her uncle Is not very enthusiastic. Carolyn is also chilled by the stern demeanor of Aunty Hose, Uncle Joe’s housekeeper. CHAPTER II—Continued. The wihdow was open and she went to It and looked out. A breath of honeysuckle blew In. Then, below, on the porch, she heard the uneasy move ments of Prince. And he whined. “Oh, poor Prlocey! He doesn’t know what's become of me,” thought Carolyn May. Downstairs. In the great kitchen, Aunty Rofce was stepping hack ami forth, from table to sink, from sink to dresser, from dresser to pantry. As tKe daylight faded she lit the lamp which swung from the celling and gave light to all the room. It would have been Impossible for the wisest person to gue«s what were the thoughts In Aunty Hose’s mind. ' A glad little yelp from the dog tied to the rail of the porch soundtsl sud denly. Even Aunty Hose could not mistake that cry of welcome and she knew very little about dogs—to their credit, at least. She had heard no "other suspicious sound, hut now she crossed the room with firm tread and opened the porch door. Yes, a little white figure was down there hugging the whining mongrel. Carolyn May's tearful face was raised from Prince’s rough neck. “Oh. Aunty Hose! Oh. Aunty Rom!” •he sobbed. “I Just had to say good night to somebody. Edna’s mother came and heard our prayers and tucked •a into my bed after my papa and mamma went away. So It didn't seem •o had. £ “But tonight—why! tonight there, tan’t anybody cares whether I go to bed or not! But Prince! Prince, he knows Just how—how empty I feel 1“ ! “You would better come In now and wash your face and hands again be fore going to bed. That dog has been lapping them with his tongue. ^ Sobbing, the little girl obeyed. Then ■he would have gone hack up the stairs without a word had not Aunty Rote spoken. “Come here, Carolyn May,” she said quite aa aternly as before. The little girl approached her. .The old lady sat In one of the stralghtest of the straight tmeked chairs, her hands In her comfortable lap. The wet blue eyes were raised to her com posed face timidly. • - I lf you wish to say your prayers her^. before going upstairs, you may. Carolyn May.” she said. “Oh. may I?" gasped the little girl. She dropped her handt Into Aunty Rose's lap. Somehow they found those larger, comforting hands and cuddled koto them as the little ♦fLct sanl; to her knees on the braided mat; If the simple “Now I lay me" was familiar to Aunty Hose’s ear from long ago she gave no sign. .When the earnest little voice added to the for mal supplication a desire for the bless ing of “Uncle Joe and Aunty Hose" the latter's .countenance retained Its composure. She asked a blessing upon all her friends, including the Prices, and even Prince. But It was after that she put the timid question to / unty Hose that proved to be almost too much for that good woman's studied calm. “Aunty Hose, do you s’pose I might ask God to bless my ’ mamma and papa, even if they ere lost at sea? Somehow I don’t think It would seem to lonesome If I could keep that In my prayer.” “But he pays you, Chet,” his mother fiald anxiously. ; "* “Yep. I know. Don’t be afraid I’ll leave him till I see something better,” he j reassured her. “But I might be clerkin’ for him till the cows-come home and never see more’n six or eight dollars a week. But nokr It’s apt to lie different.” “How different, Chet?” she asked, puzzled. “You know Mr. Stagg’s as hard as n.'iils—as hard us the goods he sells,” declared the gawky hoy. “Mind you, he don’t do nothin’ mean. That ain’t his way. But he don’t seem to have a mite of Interest in anything hut his shop, flow, It seems to me, thlft little niece Is hound to wake him up. lie calls her ‘Jlunnah’s Car’lyn.* “Hannah Stagg was his only sister,” said Mrs. Gonpley softly. “I remem ber her.” “And she’s Just died, or something, and left this liyie girl,” Chet contin ued. “Mr. tftngg’s hound to think of something now besides business. Aad mebbe he’ll need me more. And 111 get a chance to show him I’m Worth something to him. So. by and by, he’ll put me forward In the business,” said the hoy. his homely face glowing. “Who knows? Mehbe It’ll he Stagg ft Oormley over the door one of these days. Stranger things have hap pened.” Perhaps even Chetwood'* assurance would have been quenched had he Just then known the thoughts In the hard- Thus far, Aunty uose Kennedy’s ao tltiide towards the little stranger had been the single pleasant disappoint- ment Mr. Stagg; had experienced Aunty Rose was an autocrat- 'Joseph Stagg had never been so comfortable in his life as since Mrs, Kennedy had taken up the management of his home But he stood in great awe of her. He put the o lawyer’s letter lu the safe. .. For once he was unable to re spond to a written communication promptly. Although he • wore that band of crepe on his arm he could not actually realize the fact that his sister Hannah was dead. .1 v ' Any time these fifteen, years he might have run down to New York to'j see her. First she had worked Jn the newspaper office as a stenogra-1 1 pher. Then ■ she had married John I^ewls Cameron and they had gone.lm-' " mediately to housekeeping. Cameron was a busy mf^; he held a “desk Job” on the paper. Vacations had been hard to get. And before long. 1 Hannah had written about her baby*—^ ' “Hannah’s Car’Iyn.” • . ; After the little one's arrival'thert-* 3 ^ seemed less chapce than before fov ’ the city family to get up to Sunrise Cove. But at any time he might have gone to them. If Joseph Stagg had shut up his store for a week and gone to New York, it would not have brought the world to an end. So|,,e are stepping out of Nor was It because he was stingy *»W^nter coats and turning their that he had not done this. No, he was backs on cold weather to ^ no miser. But he*was*falrly burled South, and others are just Stepping eppe collar of beaver and deep •cuffs to in. hla business. And there was no i 1 * p *° them hound for the Joya of winter match. The big collar may be rolled look up” in that dim little office lo * i n the frozen North. These qre up about the ileck anil ears and the the back of the hardware store. * ^ rm .believers in the touic of the face snuggled down in its warm soft- On thla evening he closed the store ( ’°ld'who have learned how to enjoy 4iess until*, only the eyes are iincdv* later than usual and set out for Tha arc tlc weather._J- Then there are all ered. Sju^b a coat carries about sun* (xuners slowly. To tell the truth, Mr. the .rest of us who intend to keep shltie/and warmth and almost radiates Stagg rather shrank from arriving ft Ud aspire to look smart, what- them. It Is fastened with three bfg home. The strangeness of having a eve r ley blasts may blow our way. We! tortoise-shell buttons and Is three lugs of black in a gold background. It f Be sure to get Swamp-Root and Start treatmant-at^Pnce. * ; A x xu* 'll- However, if you wish first,tp test thie ! great preparation send ten cento to Dr. . | Kilmer.A Co., Binghamton, Jf. Y., for a sample bottle.—When writing be sure and , mention this paper.—Adv. V j\ His Mother’s Accomplishment.. . | * Theodore, aged four, was visiting i relatives In the country. He STohd, • I watching/ his aunt preparing to lignt the kitchen fiye. and observing his in- • i terest, she Ipuired if HIST mother, too,, burned woodJ ^ “No,” he answered dejectedly, “she don't liuru-j wood.” Then p . ves ' lighted up and he added triurnplyintly, “hut she burns the dinner sbiijetlraes!” —Harper’s Magazine. His Position. . * “An ounce of pluck is worth a ton of luck.” “Stilh if I had luck .coming-my way by the ton I wouldn't do any kicking. I* _ . ; will f hangs straight and fqll from and has a Journey j ders, without li b 'T shoul* wide QB0 the Stomach and Bowel iva-s Bj lomach See direction* on the ralifot nia has one wheat field of 20,- ‘ non acres in extent. i > child In the house disturbed his Iran qullllty. The kitchen only was lighted he approached; therefore he assured. He knew Hannah’s Car’Iyn must have been put to It waa dark under only long familiarity with the walk enabled him to reach the hack nolseleMily. Then It was that thing scrambled tip In the dark and the roar of a dog’s barking made soph Stagg leap hack la fright., “Drat that mongrel T ha refuse to lie shut in l»a,the weather and require ■ -of - midwinter coats warmth and smartness. And the de mand Is answered'with coats and otlfjlt. Is* one of those thick, soft wool er garments of fur find of textiles that are as w’arurand. rich as fun.' All over the country fur garments of one kind -or another are the inode. These earliest icoverings of the tanly remain the most desired ahd rich skins are rich skins, however made up. They are the lusplratiou of furriers. Here Is a coat made of leopard skins with their Incomparable natural mark- inches shorter than the skirt. . “Velour du nord” Is the mime of the regal fabric that innkes the other coat. cloths that are ns protecting and lux usioos as a chamois *kiu, UurhraYteL- wori4 and softer than this. It Is In a dark more and more that their work at home taupe color with wide rape collar of helped the men at the Front. It fn- taupe-lynx fur ami deep cuffs to , volved great* sacrifices. Iqjrd work and match. It Is bordered at the bottom unusual physics! strength. Women at w ith tills fur. The collar can be turn* ed up about the head and the hand* And refuge In ample sl|t pockets. Ths belt Is made of the velour. * -- home should study nursing for the home. A good way to learn Is to gsk your - druggist for a copy or send 50c to publishers of the “Med- For Undercoat or Southern Wear at the Of his blinking Ills eysa at Mr. If the Simple “Now I Lay Me” Was Fa miliar to Aunty Roae’a Eqr She Gavs No Sign. CHAPTEH III. “Well—She’ll Be a Nuisance.” Mr. Joseph Stagg, going down to his store, past the home and carpenter shop of Jedtdiah Barlow, at whltfh he did not even look, finally came to his destination in a very brown study. So disturbed hafT tfe been by the arrival of his little niece that he forgot to question and cross-questloa young Chetwood Gormley regarding the pos- ✓ -sible customers that had been in the •tore during his absence. 1^..,- “And I tell you whut I think,' moth er,” Chet said, with bis mouth full, at supper that evening “1^ think her coming's going to bring abohf cHanges. Yes. ma’am!’’ Mrs. Gormley was a faded little woman—a widow—who went out sew ing for better-to-do i>eople In Sunrise Cove. She naturally thought her boy Chetwood a great deal smarter than other people thought him. .w “You know, mother." he s^fd, -on this evening of the arrival of Carmyn May, “I never have s$eu any great chance to rise, workln' for Mr. JoMph ware merchant's mind. Mr. Stagg sat In his back office poring over the let ter written by his brother-in-law's law yer friend, a part of'which read: From th« above recital of facta you will plainly see. being a man of business your self. that Mr. Cameron's financial affairs were In a muc h worse condition when he went away than he himself dreamed of. 1 Immediately looked up the. Stone- bridge Building and Loan association. It is even more moribund than the papers state. Tiie fifteen hundred dollars Mr. Cameron put Into It from time to time might Just as well have been dropped Jnto the sea. v You know he had only his salary on the Morning Beacon. They were rather decent to him. when they saw his health, breaking down, to offer him the chance of. going to the Mediterranean as correspond ent. He w’tts to furnish articles on "The Debris of a World War"—stories of the peaceful sections of Europe which have to care for the human wrecks from the bat tlefields. It, rather cramped Mr. Camer6n's lm- mefUate resources for your sister to go with him, and he drew aheadr on ^his ex pense and salary account. I. know that Mrs. Cameron feared to allow him to go alone across the ocean. He was really In a bad way; but she proposed *o come back immediately on the Dunraven If he Improved on tiie voyage across. Their means really did | not allow of their taking the child: the steamship com pany would not hear of a half-fare for her. She is a nice little girl, and my wife would have been glad to keep her longer, but In the end she would have to go to you, as, I understand, there are ho other relatives. Of course the flat is here, and the fur- nlture^ If you-do not care to come on to attend to the matter yourself, I-iHll do the bes» I can to dispose of either or both. Mr. Cameron had paid a year’s rent In advance—rather an unwise thing, I thought—and the term has still ten months to run. He did It so that his wffe, on her return from, abroad, might bava no worry on her mind. Perhaps the fiat might be sublet, furnished, to advantage. You might state your pleasure regarding <hle. , , You will see. by the copy of your broth er-1 n-law's will thgt I enclose, that you have been left In full and sols possession and guardianship of his proparty and af fairs, Including Carolyn Msg. “He Is s allow that, said calmly. The hardware dealer gasped It wopjd tie hard to ear which had stnrlicd lim the moat—the dog or Aunty Rose's manner. #P<■ * — '* ’ CHAPTER IV. Aunty Rose Unbends. There never was a lovelier place for * a little girl—to say nothing of a lo play Iq than the yard about stngi: homestead; and this Carolyn May confided to Aunty Rose one fore- noon after her arrival at The Cor* ners. Behind the house the yard sloped down to, a broad, calmly brook. Here the goose and duck were fenced off, for Aunty Rose would not nlto^r the web-footed fowl to wan- <ler at large, as did the other poultry. It waa difficult for Mhce to learn none of those feathered folk were molested. There was a* wide-branching oak tree on a knoll overlooking the brook. Around Its trunk Uncle Joe had built a seat. Carotyir May found this a ?rand place to kit and dream, while Prince lay at her feet; When they saw Aunty Rose In her sunbonnet going toward the fenced-ln garden they both jumped up and bounded down the slope after her. It was just here at the corner of the garden fence that Carolyn May had ner first adventure.' Prince* of course, disturbed the se renity of the poultry. 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They mus'jL be in Hue ivith the styles and at the* same time—If they tire to, be successful 1 —they must have attractive variations and original Touches to Jfiye them distinction, . opened at the front and the waistline Sweaters, as a^parl of the wardrobe, are ns much a matter of course as shoes and stockljjgsmml varlejly. Is the footed creature with waggish ears and. ^ lat flavors them the stump of a* tall. Carolyn’s sunny disposition begins to hays its effect upon Aunty Rose, with reeulte that are amazing to Unclt Joe. You will enjoy the next installment^ ~ (TO RE CONTINUED.) r ^ Those Dear Glrla. Nell—“I understand Mpy Cuttiqg re marked that I looked so much like Miss Hoamley-Rltch. Isn’t that awful?” Belief—“Yes, she’s always knocking kiss Hoamley-Rltch, because she’a Jealousofher.” * EariftSTBiitrie-Rook. 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