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r H THE PEOPLE, BARNWELL, S. 0. m orners / BY Vr LMOHE ENDIOOTT . ■ ^ ■ i COPYRIGHT -1 £> 16 - BY" DODD, MEAD AND CCMPANY. (MM gMAW<iWii^6Q(!(<EA CAROLYN LEARNS WHY HER UNCLE AND AMANDA PARLOW DO NOT SPEAK AS THEY PASS. Synopsis.—Her father and mother reported lost at sea when the unraven, on which they had sailed for Europe, was sunk, Oarolyn May Cameron—Hannah’s Carolyn—-is sent from New York to her bach- elor uncle, Joseph Stagg, at the Corners. The reception given her by her uncle is not very enthusiastic.; Carolyn is also chilled by the stern demeanor of Aunty Rose, Uncle Joe’s housekeeper. Stagg is. dismayed when he learns from a lawyer friend* of his brother-in-law that Carolyn has been left practically penniless and consigned to his carle as guardian. r critters there at the Stafci before she took hokL!’. — Carolyn May looked at Mrs. Gorm- t ley encouragingly. She was very much interested in Uncle Joe and Miss Amanda Parlow’s love affair. “Why didn’t they get married—like my papa and mamma?” she asked. . / “Oh, goodness knows!” exclaimed Mrs. Gormiey. “Some says ’twas his fault and Some says ’twas hern. And mebbee ’twas a third party’s that I might mention at that” added Mrs. Gormiey, pursing up her lips in a very knowing way. “One day,” she said, growing confi dential “it was in camp-meeting time —one day somebody seen Joe Stagg drivin’ out with another girl—Char lotte Lenny, that was. She was mar ried to a man over in jSpj^fidale long ago. Mr. Stagg took Charlotte to Faith camp meeting “Then, the very next week, Mandy went A|Aith Evan Peckham to a barn dance at Crockett’s, and nobody ain’t ever s*eh your uncle and Mandy Par- low speak since, much less ever walk together.” One particularly muddy day Prince , met the returning hardware merchant 1 a ^ ter have become young ladies at the gate with vociferous barkings ’ are re, 'dy to go^to grown-up and a plain desire to implant a wel- dances and balls. But with a rose they coming tongue on th? man’s cheek, i ose It yeaning a rose’s first appear- THE TWO ROSES. \ t “Have I ever met you before?” asked the yellow rose of a beautiful pink rose. The pink rose was of u very exquisite color and though the yellow rose had seen many pink roses it was sure it hadn’t seen one Of just that very same shade. “1 don’t believe you have,” said the pink rose, “for I am a new kind of a rose. I have only been trained to do what 1 was told to do lately. My gnrud- mother made her debut last spring.” “What in*'the world is a debut?” ayked the yellow rose. v ^ ' “A debut is when a rose makes its first appearance and first bow to the world. “They use flint word,” continued the pink rose, “when speaking of girls a 77 CHAPTER IV—Continued. “So?” said the ^carpenter, pushing nis big spectacles up to his forehead. I read about it. Too bad—too mighty bad 1 I 'remember Hannah Stagg,” he added, winking his eyes, Carolyn May thought, a good deal as Prince did. “You look like her.” - s“Do I?” Carolyn May returned, drawing nearer. “I’m glad I do. And I’m glad I sleep in what used to be her bed, too. It doesn’t seem so lone some.” May. “Do you know, he’s,very lib’ral.” “‘Liberal?’ repeated Mrs. Gormiey. “I never heard of old Jed Parlow bein’, accused of that before. Did you, Mrs. Maine?” He succeeded in muddying Mr. Stagg’s suit with his front paws, and almost cast the angry man full length into a mud puddle. * “Drat the beast!” ejaculated Mr. Stagg. “I’d rather have an epileptic fit loose around here than him. Now, look at these clo’es! I declare, Car’- Mrs. Maine, vas the dressmaker; and she bit off her words when she lyn, you’ve jest got to tie that mongrel “So? I reckoned you’d be lonesome 9 lere at T* 16 Corners,” said the ^ carpenter. V // ^ r - Parlow stripped another shav ing from the edge of the board he was plumbing. Carolyn May’s eager eyes follow’ed that curling ribbon and her lips parted. The carpe&tar paused before push ing the plane a second time the length of the board.* “Don’t you w*unt a drink of water, little girl?” he asked. “Oh, yes, sir—I would. And I know Prince would like a drink,” she told him- quickly. “Go right around to the well in the back yard,” said Mr. Parlow. “You’ll find a glass there—-and Mandy keeps a pan on the w*ell curb for the dogs and cats.” “Thank you, I’ll go,” the little girl said. * . She hoped she would see Miss Amanda Parlow, but she saw nobody. She went back to the door- of the carpenter shop and found Mr. Parlow still busily at work.- “Seems to me,” hq said, in his dry . voice, after a little while, “you aren’t much like other little girls.” “Aren’t I?” responded Carolyn May wonderlugly, “No. Most little girls that come here want shavings to play with,” said the carpenter, quizzically eying her over his work. “Oh P cried Carolyn May, almost jumping. “And do you give ’em to ’emr “’Most always,” admitted Mr. Par- low.* “Oh! Can I have some?” she gasped. “All you want,” said Mr. Parlow. When Tim’s old hack crawled along the road from town with Aunty Rose sitting inside, enthroned amidst a mul titude of bundles, Carolyn May was bedecked with a veritable* wig of long, “Well, child, you certainly have made . -.Aa mess of yourself,” said the house keeper. “Has she been annoying you, ^j^j^edidiah Parlow?” “She’s the only Stagg that ainjt au,- jnoyed me since her mother went away,” said the carpenter gruffly. Aunty Rose looked at him levelly. “I wonder,” she said. “Rut, you see, she isn’t wholly a Stagg.” • This, of course,^did not explain mat ters to Carolyn May in the least. Nor did what Aunty Rose said to her on the way home in the hot, stuffy hack help the little girl to understand the trouble between her uncle and Mr. Parlow. “Better not let Joseph Stagg see you so friendly with Jedidiah Parlow. Let sleeping dogs lie,” Mrs. Kennedy ob served. spoke, much as she bit off her threads. “No. I* never—heard Jed Parlow— called that—uo!” declared Mrs. Maine emphatically. “Why, yes,” little Carolyn May said quite eagerly, “he gives-me all the shavings I want. I—I guess folks don’t Just understand about Mr. Par- low,” she added, reraemhering what her uncle had first said about the car penter. “He is real lib’ral.” “It’s a wonder to me,” drawled Mrs. Oormley, “that he has a thing to do with a certain party, Mrs. Maine, con siderin’ how his daughter feels toward that certain party’s relation. What d’you think?” * “I guess—there’s sumpin—to be said—on both ..sides o’ that contro versy,” responded the dressmaker. “Meanin’ that mebbe a certain par ty’s relative feels lust as cross us Mandy Parlow?” suggested Mrs. Gorm iey. “Yep,”'agreed the other woman. Carolyn May listened, much puzzled. She wondered Just who “a certain party” could be. Mrs. Maine was called away upon some household task and Mrs. Gorm- up—and keep him tied! 1 “All the time. Uncle Joe?” whis pered the little girl. - “Yes, ma’am, all the time! If I find him loose again, I’ll tie a bag of rocks to his neck and drop him in the deep est hole in the brook.**# After this awful threat Prince, lived a precarious existence, and his mis tress was much worried for him. Aunty Rose said -nothing, but she saw that both the little girl and her canine friend were very unhappy. ance. “So you see we’re new. Grandmoth er was tlie first of otir kind.'- We’re known as the Columbian rose family.”’ “I’m glad to make your acquaint ance,” said the yellow rose a little stiffly. It was quite impressed talking to a brand-new kind of rose. “Thank you.” said the pink rose. “What did you mean a little while ago when you*said you had only been trained to do what you were told to do lately?” asked the yellow rose. ' . “Well, my grandmother was the first to flo what she was told to do. I didn’t actually mean that 1 hud only been trained of lat? to do what 1 was' told, but I meant that my.family had. been trained of late to do the thing we were supposed to do. That is we’re Hot doing, what we are not supposed to do.” The yellow rose dropped a petal in Mrs. Kennedy, however, had' watch- . ed Mr, Joseph Stagg ter-i They were in. vaw|—j fWH ch« Ht™ -o « i of water *in the window of a florist’s | shop. ' . 7 \ . Some passershy saw the yellow rose petal drop and said, “What beautiful deed, she had known him as a boy, long before she had *closed up her own., little cottage around on the other road ; and come to the Stagg place to save i the hardware merchant from the con- ye,,0 ' v rofieH ’ but ont * of the roK ‘ JS J ust tlnued reign of those “trifling crea- (!r °PP ed » P*^ 1 - The >* mu *t *>e get- tures” of whom Mrs. Gormiey had ! a spoken. ' And they admired the beautiful pink Swift & Company buys more than , 9000 head of cattle, on an average, every market day. r * •« . ' —— - ■. . — Each one of them is “sized up” by experts. Both the packer’s buyer and the commission salesman must judge what amount of meat each animal will yield, and how fine it will be, the grading of the hide, and the (quantity and quality . of the faL _ , Both must know market conditions for live stock and meat throughout the country. The buyer must know where the different qualities, weights, and kinds of cattle can be best marketed as beef. “I Reckoned You’d Be Lonesome Up There at the Corners," said the Car penter. Icy seemed to change the subject of conversation. “Don’t your urfcle* Mr. Stagg, ever | speak to you abonP.Mandy Parlow?” she asked the little girl. Carolyn May had to think about this before answering. Then she ramem- bered. - “Oh, yes,” she said brightly. “He does? Do telli” Mrs. Gormiey eagerly. “What does he say?”^\ 1 ' As a bachelor Joseph Stagg had been preyed upon by certain female harpies so prevalent in a country com munity. Some had families whom they partly supported out of Mr. Stagg’s larder; some were widows who looked upon the well-to-do merchant as a marrying proposition. Aunty Rose Kennedy di(V not need the position of Mr. Stagg’s housekeep er and pould not be accused of assum ing it from mercenary motives. Over her back fence she had seen the havoc going on in the Stagg homestead after Hannah. Stagg went to the city and Joseph Stagg’s final female relative had died and left h2m alone in the big hous$. * ‘ \ Orie (Jay the old Quaker-like woman could stand no more. She put on her sunbonnet, came around by the road to the front door of the Stagg ^fiouse, which she found op^n, and walked through to the rear porch on which the woman who then held the situation of housekeeper was wrapping up. the best .feather bed and pillows* In a pair of TheT>e*st homespun sheets, preparatory to their removal. The neighbors enjoyed what followed.. Aunty Rose came through the ordeal as dignified and unruffled as ever; the retiring incumbent went away wrath- from her garments as a testimony againsi “any sich actions.” ; When Mr. Stagg came home at sup- p«*r time he found Aunty Rose at the helm and already a different air about the place. - “Goodness me, Aunty Rose,” he roses and the pink rose which had been talking to the yellow rose, grace fully and very beautifully bowed its head ever so little. ' “I must be careful and not get ex cited by what you say again,” said the yellow rose, “for the florist won’t be able to sell me, and 1 won’t be taken home to cheer up some one. I’m not really old. I was only very much ex cited by what you bad said. I tried to JTE •o. 1-7 1 « • v to. - If the buyer pays more than the animal is worth, the packer loses money .on it. If he offers less, another packer, or a shipper or feeder, gets it away from him. <. . ^ If the seller accepts too little, the live stock raiser gets less than he is entitled to. If he holds out for more than it is worth, he fails to make a sale. *. A variation of a few cents in the price per hundred pounds is a matter of vital importance to the packer, because it means the difference between profit and loss. 7 Swift & Company, U. S. A. :l jftfant to WAil ” '■«— " Loat In “Framps." ^ Old Ben was- ona^oL thnga irnftAr- TScartcd old darkies who always wore i 1 grr n ^r ONLY ONE ANSWER TO IHAT VVU1 fihanlain Well Kaaw thr 1 nlii 11 1 mi rlilin j ' BoyV” m. p CHAPTER V. A Tragic Situation. Such was the introduction of Caro lyn May to The Corners. | It was not a very exciting life she had entered Into,, but the following two or three weeks were very full. Aunty Rose insisted upon her being properly fitted out with clothing for the summer and fall. Carolyn May had to go to the dressmaker’s house to be fitted and that\is how she her came acquainted with\Chet Gormley’s mother. Mrs. Gormiey was helping the dress maker and they both njade much of Carolyn May. Aunty Rose allowed her to go for her fitting alone—of course with Prince as a companion—so/with out doubt, Mrs. Gorniley, who loved - a “dish of gossip,” talked more freely with the little girl than she would have, me In Mrs. Kennedy’s presence. One afternoon * the little girl ap- sared at the dressmaker’s with ’rlnee’s collar^ decorated with short, curly shavings. “I take It you’ve stopped at Jed Par- low’s shop, child," said Mrs. Gbrmlejr ilghr “Why, he says her name is Miss Amanda Parlow.” Mrs. Gormiey flushed rather oddly and glanced at the. child with suspi cion. But little Carolyn May was per fectly frank and ingenuous. / “Humph I” ejaculated Chet’s mother. “He never says nothing about bein’ In love with Mandy, does he? They wa^ goin' with each other steady qnce." The little girl looked puzzled. ‘“When folks, love each other they look at each otheis.aml talk to each other, don’t they?” she asked. “Well—y4?s—generally,” admitted Mrs. Gormiey. “Then my Uncle Joe and Miss Aman da Parlow aren’t in love,” announced Carolyn May with confidence, “for they don’t even look at each other,” ^ “They used to. Why, Joseph Stagg and Mandy Parlow was sweethearts years and years ago! Long before your mother left these parts, child.” , v “That was a long time ’fore I was horned,” said the little girl wonder- ingly. “Oh, yes. Everybody that went to The Corners’ chgrQh thought they’d be married.” “My Uncle Joe and Miss Mandy?” • “Then, what would bar. become of Aunty Rose?" queried Carolyn May. v “Oh. M keep up with what you were saying, but gruciousLI was-terrfbiy confused.” • “Poor yellow rose.” said the pink, rose. “It was aU my fault. For a rose, which (joesn’t prick I'm very inconsid erate.” ' * “Wjmt do you mean by that?” asked the yellow rose, , “I haven’t any thorns on me—that Is I only have some way, way down by said, biting into her biscuit ravenous- , ly, “I was a-going dow T n to the njill- j hands’ hotel to board. I couldn’t stand | it no longer. If you’d stay here and [ the bottom of my stem. - That is what do for me, I’d feel like a new man.” , ' they have trained our-family to do.' “You ought to be made over into a “We have at last succeeded in being new man, Joseph Stagg,” the woman said sternly. “A married man. ?1 —■■7r- “No, ho! Never that!” gasped the hardware dealer. “If I came here, Joseph Stagg, It would cost you more money than you’ve been paying these no-account l .women." . ■*' - i, \ “I don’t care,” said Mr. Stagg reck lessly. “Go ahead. Do wUut„.you please. * Say what ypu want I’m game.” Thereby he had put himself Into Aunty Rose’s power. She had reno vated the old kitcheK and some of the other rooms. If Mr, Sfetgg at first trembled for his bank balance, he was made so comfortable that he had not the heart to murmur. Of course, .Carolyn’ May let Prince run at large when she w*as sure Uncle Joe was w ell out of sight of the house, but she was very careful to chain him up again long before her uncle was ex pected to return. Prince had learned not to chase anj - thing that wore feathers; Aunty Ro$e herself had to admit that he was a very -intelligent dog and knew what punishment was for. put how did be know that in trying to dig out a mole he would be doing more barm than good?. ■ < ’ - - , > 7. * Carolyn Is heartbroken. hnd decides upon drastic action when Undo Joe passed sentence on Prince. Read about K In the ■next Installment, „ thornless—or practically thornless."We jnd watched his bent form and anx- ous face 1 feared the worst for his jobber son. v , “Morning. Uncle Ben! What news join your boy?” \ “Oh, tumble bad, sub! Jus’ had a ettnh from him; X’se lost him. He lon’t know* where he is, and 1 don’t mow where lie is; he’s suah lost, deah’s bis lettah; he says ‘I’m some- vhnr in Framps!’”—Cartoons. s When He Put Such a Question. Chivalrous.^ - - Wife—All that you are you owe to haven few by the'C(bttom'of*'our stems but none by our flowers.” “How wonderful!” said the yellow rose. “Yes, it took a good deal of training and teaching to make us like that and last spring when my grandmother made her appearance she-was the first one to have succeeded ih being almost thornless. — “Since then w’e’ve all followed her example. Do you like our shade?” “It’s eiquisite,” said the yellow rose.* “Well, Tm glad you like me,” said the pink rose, “but I like you too. I’ve always been very fond of yellow roses.” The yellow rose smiled—a lovely rose smile—and just then some people came in to look at, the_ pink roses and the yellow roses. • * ~ / “f want to wear a rose,” said a young girl who had come in the shop. • “as it is my birthday and my sister if giving it to me. Ah, how I love them.” “Weli,” said the, florist, “here is a rose which won’J prick you. There are no thorns around ibis flower.” And the pink rose was worn proudly I>y the r young girl. \ And a little later the yellow rose^ and some other yellow roses were taken to cheer a little girl who was •m** Hubby Don’t tell anybody! I’ll nke all the blaiue myself.—Puck. J * 1 -^^7. . ■ 1,1 i Influenza and kindred diseases start with acold. Don’t trifle with it. At the first shiver or sneeze, take r - CASCARaD QUININE Standard cold remedy for 20 TMra—fcl tablet fora—afe, aura, no opiate*—breaks up a cold la 24 hours—relieves grip In 3 day*. Money back if It fail*. The genuine with Mr. nil’s picture. . bos hae a Red top At All Drug Btore* muse for Stagg then," re- *Te» ' ifca’am," rctu-ned Carolyn ‘plied Mrs Gormiey. “He tried sev’ X .(TO BE CONTINUED.) Couldn’t Keep a Secret. ‘'You have been a nauglity boy, Jimmy,” said bis mother, “and 1 shall your fa ther?*“* rr ' “Ob, of course," exclaimed Jimmy,. “you never can keep a secret” —*—- Crag, CeUt, Ceegtal lie (fee external applies* a tioiu of MtAMrS IJlitlU SALVE Will aot ataia cMHa. ZSc. 50c aai *LN J«i AT ALL fUKXMURg “Holy Joe.’ wliicU at iht* front is the synonym for chaplain, thrust his lupad into the emergency ward of a United States evacuation hospital jnst back of the lines. On a bed hear the door was a sergeant with a leg and an arm missing.. The rest of the ward waa made up of badly gassed men, fighting * with that suffocating, tearing cough which no one who has heard can for- get- ; _ -77 ''*7 4 ‘Boys/ said the cha^ain, “l am go-: ing back to the division that’s now on its way to replace you./ What shall I tell them for you? Are we down hearted?” ' There was a flourish of a leg. and PR \ arm above the bed near the door. Said the sergeant: “H——, no!” And from the torn and burning. throats there broke a whispered cheer How’s This? We offer $100.00 for any cake of eatMrb that cannot ‘ be cured •, by HAuRR CATARRH MEDICINE.// ^ /• HALL’S CATARRH MEDICINE ie tak en internally and acta through the Brood- on the Mucous Surfaces of the System: ^ Sold by druggists for over forty yea|#-; Price 75c. Testimonials free. F. J. Cheney & Co.. Toledo, Ohio. * ^ Nothing Doing. "There's a creditor without, sir.” 4 “Well, he’ll have to go without.”7- Boston Evening Transcript. A single'application of Roman Eye going to bed aftli PTove lie merl alone of the Eyes, external and ternaL Adv. > . * Some circulars are so called cause they are not on the square. )YWB BABY BOWEL StBPlt aai Bowel troubles. gee directions on. the beetle. Chicago daily wastes $2,000 worth *£ milk bottles. iTry ta jleecrbeeriei He^e