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iESD AY MORNING, JULY 31, 1918.
Carolyn
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jtijucd fro' 11 foregoing page.)
Ksse j in drab and with a eua-
, t on ber bead. *
Rose's npitearnnce smote the
with a feeling of awe.
ires no frown on her face;
only calm, unruffled, uneino-
It simply seemed ns though
either material or spiritual,
'rude the placidity of Aunty
Kennedy.
orae of Qualter stock and the
, of hotly and spirit taught by
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fcasln of cool water Aunty Rose lmd
drawn for her at the sink. The dust
■was all washed away and a fresh glow
came into her flowerlike face. Aunty
Bose watched her silently.
Such a dignified, upright, unrespon
sive woman as she seemed stunding
there! And so particular, neat and
Immaculate was tills kitchen!
Carolyn May, as she dried her face
and hands, heard a familiar whine at
the door. It was Prince. She won
dered If she had at all broken the ice
for ldm with Aunty Rose.
“Oh,” the little girl mused, “I won
der what she will say to a mongorel,”
CHAPTER II.
you
Who Are You?” Asked Aunty
With Some Curiosity.
| built a wall between her
| else
[ who are you?" asked Aunty
some curiosity.
Jttle girl told her nnme; but
111 was her black frock and
(identified her in Aunty Rose's
lei all.
(re Hannah Stagg’s little girt,"
-If you please,” Carolyn May
I faintly,
|ow came you here alone?"
plc-nse, Uncle Joe said Td
pb'ly come ahead and get ac-
I'flth you first.”
" What do you mean, ‘first?’"
' Rose sternly,
before you snw Prince,” re-
iie perfectly frank little girl.
|Joe thought maybe
are for dogs.”
Pam. And of course where
p has to live too. So—”
1 brought your dog?”
Vam." •*-
• said Aunty Rose com-
i expected you to come here.
F"" what Joseph Stagg ex-
Put I did not suppose you
i a ac 'S, Where is Joseph
! coming.”
fe deg?”
a'am.”
•'oemed to tnko some
pi this; but she made no
r:" ut la regard to the mat-
King;
[so Into the house, Cnr’lyn
I must take off your hat
l-our face un( j hands.”
I ,l l Cameron followed the
01 Aunty Rose Kennedy
P.and.whlte kitchen of the
«tb
something of the feel-
a, pt.t on the way to the
! ^Wien as it was! The
%ht ft must be almost
" r whole apartment in
11 t0 Kether."
drl took 0 ff her plain
,liKk hpr 1111 *r and
'”' r hands, then
am! face into _the
1 hands
Going to Bed.
Mr. Stags had fastened Prince’s
Strap to the porch rail and he now
came in with the bag.
“Is that all the child’s baggage, Jo
seph Stagg?” asked Aunty Rose, tak
ing it from ids hand.
“Why—why, I never thought to ask
her,” the man admitted. “Have you
a trunk check, Car’lyu?”
“No, sir.”
“They sent you up here with only
that bag?” Mr. Stagg said with some
exasperation. “Haven’t you got any
clothes but those you stand in?”
“Mrs. Price said—said they weren’t
suitable,” explained the little girl.
“You see, they aren’t black.”
“Oh!” exploded her uncle.
“You greatly lack tact, Joseph
Stagg,” said Aunty Rose, and the hard
ware dealer cleared his throat loudly
as fie went to the sink to perform his
pre-supper ablutions. Carolyn May
did not understand just what the
woinnn meant.
“Ahem!” said Uncle Joe gruffly.
“S’pose I ought t’ve rend that letter
before. What’s come of it, • Car’lyn
May?”
Hut Just then the little girl was so
deeply interested in what Aunty Rose
was doing that she failed to hear him.
Mrs^ Kennedy brought out of the pan*
I t a tin pie plate, on which were
scraps of meat and bread, besides a
goodly marrow bone.
“If you think the dog Is hungry,
Cnr’lyn May,” she said, “you would
better give him tills before we break
our fast.”
“Oh, Aunty Rose!” gasped the'little
girl, her sober face all a-smile. “He'll
be ae-light-ed.”
She carried the pan out to Prince.
When the door closed agnln, Mrs.
Kennedy went to the stove and in
stantly, with the opening of the oven,
the rush of delicious odor from It
made Carolyn May’s mouth fairly
water.
Such flaky biscuit—two great pans
full of the brown beauties 1 Mr. Stagg
sat down at the table and actually
smiled.
The little girl took her Indicated
place at the table tlmtdly.
“Joseph Stagg,” said Aunty Bose,
sitting down, “ask a blessing.”
Uncle Joe's harsh voice seemed sud
denly to become gentle u be rever
ently said grace.
Mr. Stagg was In baste to eat and
get back to the store. “Or that Chet
Gorraley will try to make a meal off
some of the hardware; I guess,” he
said gloomily.
“0'n, dear me, Uncle Joe!” exclaimed
Carolyn May. “If he did that, he’d die
of indignation.”
“Huh? Oh! I guess’twould cause
indigestion,” agreed her uncle.
Aunty Rose did not even smile;
“Bless mel” Mr. Stagg exclaimed
suddenly. “What’s that on the mantel,
Aunty Rose? That yaller letter?"
“A telegram for you, Joseph Stagg,"
replied the old lady composedly.
“Well I” muttered the hnrdware
dealer, and Carolyn May wondered If
he were not afraid to express just the
emotion he felt at that instant. His
face was red and he got up clumsily
to secure the sealed message.
“Who brought it, and when?" he
asked finally, having read the law
yer’s night letter.
“A boy. This morning," said Aunty
Rose, utterly calm.
“And I never saw U this noon,"
grumbled the hurdwaro denier,
Mrs. Kennedy quite ignored any
suggestion of Impatience in Mr. Stngg’s
voice or manner. But he seemed to
lose taste for his supper after reading
the telegram.
“Where Is the letter that this Mr.
Price wrote and sent by you, Car’-
lyn?” he asked ns he was about to
depart for the store.
The Utile girl asked permission to
leave the table and then ran to open
her bug. Mr. Stagg snld doubtfully:
“I s'pose you'll lmve to put her some
where—for the present. Don’t see
what else we can do, Aunty Bose."
“You may be sure, Joseph Stagg,
that her room wus ready for her a
week ugo." Mrs. Kennedy > rejoined,
quite unruniea.
The surprised hardware dealer
gurgled something in his throat
\Vhat room?” he finally stammered.
“That which was her mother’s, Han
nah Stagg’s room. It is next to mine
and she will come to no harm there.”
Hannah s 1” exclaimed Mr. Stagg.
M by, that ain't been slept In since
she went away.**
Jt is quite fit, then,” snld Aunty
Rose, “that It should be used for her
child. Trouble nothing about things
that do not concern you, Joseph
Stagg, she added with, perhaps, addi
tional sternness.
Carolyn May did not hear this. She
now produced the letter from her law
yer.
i( There It Is, Uncle Joe,” she said,
“I—I guess he tells you all about me
in it.”
Huin I” said the hardware man,
clearing his throat and picking up his
hut. “I’ll read it down ut the store.”
Shall shall I Ree you again to
night, Uncle Joe?" the little girl asked
wistfully, “You know, my bedtime’s
half-past eight.”
”\\ ell, if you don’t see me tonight
again, you’ll be well cared for, I
haven t u doubt,” suid Uncle Joe short
ly, and ’.vent out.
Carolyn May went soberly bnck to
her chair. She did not eat much more.
Somehow there seemed to be a big
lump in her thront past which she
could not force the food. As the dusk
fell, the spirit of loneliness gripped
her and the tears pooled behind her
eyelids, ready to pour over her cheeks
at the least “joggle.” Yet she was not
usually a “cry-baby" girl.
Aunty Rose was watching her more
olosely than Carolyn May supposed.
After her third sup of tea she arose
and began quietly elehring the table.
The newcomer was nodding in ber
plnee, lier blue eyes clouded with sleep
and unhappiness.
“It is time for you to go to bed,
Car’lyn May,” said Aunty Rose firmly.
“I will show you the room Hannah
Stagg had for her own when she wus
a girl.”
“Thank you, Aunty Rose,” said the
little girl humbly.
She picked up the bag and followed
the stately old woman Into the back
hall uud up the stairway into the ell.
Carolyn May saw that at the foot of
the stairs was a door leading out upon
the porch where Prince was now mov
ing about uneasily at the end of his
leash. She would have liked to say
“good night" to Prince, but It seemed
better not to mention this feeling to
Aunty Rose.
The fading hues of sunset In the
sky gave the little girl plenty Of light
to undress by. She thought the room
very beuutlful, too.
“Do you need any help, child?”
asked Mrs. Kennedy, standing In her
soldierly manner in the doorway. It
was dusky there and the little girl
could not see her face.
“Oh, no, ma'am,” said Carolyn May
faintly.
"Very well," said Aunty Rose and
turned away. Carolyn May stood in
the middle of the room and listened
to her descending footsteps. Aunty
Rose bad not even bidden her good
night!
Like a marooned sailor upon a des
ert island the little girl went about
exploring the bedroom which was to
be hers—and which had once been her
other suspicious sound, but 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 fnce Was
raised from Prince’s rough neck.
“Oh, Aunty Rose! Oh, Aunty Rose I”
she sobbed. “I just had to say good
night to somebody. Edna’s mother
enmennd heard our prayers and tucked
ns into my bed after my papa and
mamma went away. So it didn't seem
so bad.
“But tonight—why! tonight there
Isn’t anybody cares whether 1 go to
bed or not 1 Rut Prince! Prince, he
knows just how—how empty I feel 1”
“You would better come In now and
wash your face and hands ngaln be
fore going to bed. That dog bus been
lapping them with his tongue.
Sobbing, the little girl obeyed. Then
she would have gone back up the
stairs without a word had not Aunty
Rose spoken.
“Come here, Carolyn May,” she said
quite as sternly ns before.
The little girl approached her. The
old lady sat In one of the etraightesl
of the straight-hacked chairs, her
hands In her comfortable lap. The
wet blue eyes were raised to her com
posed face timidly.
“If you wish to say your prayers
here, before going upstairs, you may,
Carolyn May,” she said.
“Oh, may I?” gasped the little girl.
She dropped her luvnds into Aunty
Rose’s lap. Somehow they found those
larger, comforting, hands and cuddled
into them as the little girl sank to
her knees on the braided mat.
If the simple “Now I lay me” was
familiar to Aunty Rose’s ear from
long ago she gave no sign. When the
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Atalnta, July 30.—With but one
cice lau.d in (fissent tl^e board oi
; "n’inn. in session Thursday after
noon, elected Prof. .1. C. Wardlaw tc
succeed himself as superintendent of
ho’ Atlanta public schools. W. H.
F-. ell \oied in oppoqiti n to his rc-
lection.
Immediately after tha board wiv;
•-oiled to order by President A. P.
Morgan, Mr. Wardlaw was nominated
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Mr. Wardlaw vhbn nominated Prof.
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If the Simple “Now I Lay Me" Was Fa
miliar to Aunty Rose’a Ear 8ha Gava
No Sign.
earnest little voice added to the for
mal supplication a desffe for the bless
ing of “Uncle Joe and Aunty Rose”
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 Aunty Rose that
mother's. That fact helped greatly. to *>e “linost too much for that
Then she looked at the high, puffy bet}. w , om “ n » st “ dlei1 cn , lm ’.
“How ever can I get Into It?" sighed "" v nse ‘ ° vou 8 n0SI
Carolyn May.
She hnd to stand upon her tiptoes
In her fluffy little bedroom slippers to, , r . ,
pull back the quilt and the blanket i 80 Iom ' som ,f l£ 1 couId ke( * tbat Ia
and sheet underneath It The bed was 1 ‘ J ' r P l,| i er -
Aunty Rose, do you s’pose I might
ark God to bless my mamma and
pupa, even if they are lost at sea?
Somehow I don’t think It would seem
just a great big bag of feathers!
“Just like a big, big pillow,’' thought
the little girl. “And If I do get Into ;
It I’m Il’blo to eluk down and down j
and down till I’m buried, and won't
ever be able to get up In the mom-
lag."
The window was open and she went
to it and looked out. A breath of
honeysuckle blew In. Then, below, on
the porch, she beard the uneasy move
ments of Prince. And he whined.
“Oh, poor Prlncey! He doesn’t
know whut’s become of me,” thought
Carolyn May.
Downstairs, In the great kitchen,
Aunty Rose was stepping back and
forth, from table to sink, from sink to
dresser, from dresser to pantry. As
the daylight faded she lit the lamp
which swung from the ceiling and
gave light to all the room.
It would have been Impossible for
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the thoughts In Aunty Rose’s mind.
A glad little yelp from the dog tied
to the rail of the porch sounded sud
denly. Even Aunty Rose could not
mistake that cry of welcome and she
knew very little about dogs—to their
credit, at least She had heard no
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