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Synopsis. Her father and mother reported lost at sea when the
Dunraven, on which they had sailed for Europe, was sunk, Carolyn
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 1s dismayed
when he learns from a lawyer friend of his brother-in-law that Carolyn
has been left practically penniless and consigned to his care as guardian.
CHAPTER IV Continued.
f "So?" said the carpenter, pushing
his big spectacles up to his forehead,
k1 read about It Too bad too mighty
bad I remember Hannah Stagg," he
E" Ided, winking his eyes, Carolyn May
ought, a good deal as Prince did.
'Ton look like her."
I "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 60 lone
some."
"So? I reckoned you'd be lonesome
up there at The Corners," said the
carpenter.
Mr. Parlow stripped another shav
ing from the edge of the board he was
plumbing. Carolyn May's eager eyes
followed that curling ribbon and her
Hps parted.
The carpenter paused before push
ing the plane a second time the length
of the board. "Don't you want a drink
Df water, little girl?" he asked.
"Oh, yes, sir I would. And I know
Prince would like a drink," she told
Urn 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 well 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," he said, In hla dry
voice, after a little while, "you aren't
much like .other little girls."
"Aren't I?" responded Carolyn May
wonderlngly,
"No. Most little girls that come
here want shavings to play with," said
the carpenter, quizzically eying her
Over his work.
"Oh!" cried Carolyn May, almost
jumping. "And do you give 'em to
'em?"
"'Most always," admitted Mr. Par
low. "Oh I 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 Hose
sitting Inside, enthroned amidst a mul
titude of bundles, Carolyn May was
bedecked with a veritable wig of long,
crisp curls.
"Well, child, you certainly have made
a mess of yourself," said the house
keeper. "Has she been annoying you,
JedldlaL Parlow?"
"She's the only Stagg that ain't an
noyed me since her mother went
away," said the carpenter gruffly.
Aunty Rose looked at him levelly.
"I wonder," she said. "But, 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. 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 Bummer and fall. Carolyn May
had to go to the dressmaker's house
to be fitted and that Is how she be
came acquainted with Chet Gormley's
mother.
Mrs. Gormley was helping the dress
makor and they both made much of
Carolyn May. Aunty Rose allowed her
to go for her fitting alone of course
With Prince a3 a companion so, with
out doubt, .Mrs. Gormley, who loved
a "dish of gossip," talked more freely
with the little girl than she would have
done In Mrs. Kennedy's presence.
One afternoon the little girl ap
peared at the dressmaker's with
Prince's collar decorated with short,
curly shavings.
"I take It you've stopped at Jed Par
Jow's shop, child," said Mrs. Gormley
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UNCLE AND AMANDA PARLOW
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May. "Do you know, he's very lib'ral."
"'Llb'ral?' repeated Mrs. -Gormley.
"I never heard of old Jed Parlow beln
accused of that before. Did you, Mrs.
Maine?"
Mrs. Maine was the dressmaker;
and she bit off her words when she
spoke, much as she bit off her threads.
"No. I never heard Jed Parlow
called that no 1" 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. Tar
low," she added, remembering what
her uncle had first said about the car
penter. "He Is real lib'ral." .
"It's a wonder to me," drawled Mrs.
Gormley, "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 sumpim to be
said on both sides o' that contro
versy," responded the dressmaker.
"Meanin' that mebbe a certain par
ty's relative feels just as cross as
Mandy Parlow?" suggested Mrs. Gorm
ley. "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-
"I Reckoned You'd Be Lonesome Up
There at the Corners," said the Car
penter. ley seemed to change the subject of
conversation.
"Don't your uncle, Mr. Stagg, ever
speak to you about Mandy Parlow?"
she asked the little girl.
Carolyn May had to think about this
before answering. Then she remem
bered. "Oh, yes," she said brightly.
"He does? Do tell 1" exclaimed Mrs.
Gormley eagerly. "What does he
"Why, he says her name Is Miss
Amanda Parlow."
Mrs. Gormley flushed rather oddly
and glanced at the child with suspi
cion. But little Carolyn May was per
fectly frank and Ingenuous.
"Humph 1" ejaculated Chefs mother.
"He never says nothing about bein' In
love with Mandy, does he? They was
goln' with each other steady once."
The little girl looked puzzled.
'"When folks love each other they
look at each other and talk to each
other, don't they?" she asked.
"Well yes generally," admitted
Mrs. Gormley.
"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 I Long before
your mother left these parts, child."
"That was a long time 'fore I was
borned," said the little girl wonder
lngly. "Oh, yes. Everybody that went to
The Corners' church thought they'd
be married." -
"My Uncle Joe and Miss Mandy?"
"Yes." .
"Then, what would have become of
Aunty Rose?" queried Carolyn May.
"Oh, Mrs. Kennedy hadn't gone to
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trinin' critters there nt the Stagg place
before she took hold."
.Carolyn May looked nt Mrs. Gorm
ley encouragingly. She was very much
Interested in Undo Joo and Miss
Amanda Parlow's love affair.
"Why didn't they get married like
my papa uud mamma?" she asked.
"Oh, goodness knows 1" exclaimed
Mrs. Gormley. "Some says 'twas his
fault and some says 'twas hern.- And
mebbee 'twas n third party's that I
might mention nt that," added Mrs.
Gormley, pursing up her Hps In it very
knowing way.
"One day," she said, growing confi
dential, "it was lu camp-meeting time
one day somebody soon Joe Stagg
drivin' out with another girl Char
lotte Lenny, that was. She was mar
ried to a mau over In Surlngdule long
ago. Mr. Stagg took Charlotte to
Faith camp meeting.
"Then, the very next week, Mandy
went with Evan Peekham to a Darn
dance at Crockett's, ami nobody ain't
ever seen your uncle and Mundy Par
low speak since, much loss ever walk
together."
One particularly muddy day Prince
met the returning hardware merchant
nt Hie gate with vociferous barklugs
and a plain desire to Implant a wel
coming tongue oil the man's cheek.
He succeeded lu muddying Mr. Stugg'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
lyn, you've Jest got to tie that mongrel
up and keep him tied I"
"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'i
to his neck and drop hlin 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. "
Mrs. Kennedy, however, had watch
ed Mr. Joseph Stagg for years. In
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
the hardware merchant from the con
tinued reign of those "trifling crea
tures" of whom Mrs. Gormley had
spoken.
As a bachelor Joseph Stagg had
been preyed upon by certain female
happies 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 did not need
the position of Mr. Stagg's housekeep
er and could 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 him alone in the big
house.
One day the old Quaker-like woman
could stand no more. She put on her
sunbonnet, came around by the road
to the frorJt door of the Stagg house,
which she found open, 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
the best 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
fully, shaking the dust of the premises
from her garments as a testimony
against "any slch actions."
When Mr. Stagg came home at sup
per time he found Aunty Rose at the
helm and already a different air about
the place.
"Goodness me, Aunty Rose," ho
said, biting into her biscuit ravenous
ly, "I was a-going down to the mill
hands' hotel to board. I couldn't stand
It no longer. If you'd stay here and
do for me, I'd feel like a new man."
"You ought to be made over into a
new man, Joseph Stagg," the woman
said sternly. "A married man."
"No, not Never thatl" gasped the
hardware dealer.
"If I came here, Joseph Stagg, it
would cost you more money than
you've been paying these no-account
women."
"I don't care," said Mr. Stagg reck
lessly. "Go ahead. Do what you
please. Say what you want. I'm
game."
Thereby he had put himself Into
Aunty Rose's power. She had reno
vated the old kitchen and some of the
other rooms. ..If' Mr. Stagg at first
trembled for his bank balance, be was
made so comfortable that he had not
the heart to murmur.
Of course, Carolyn May let Prince
run at large when she was sure Uncle
Joe was well 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 ans
thing that wore feathers; Aunty Rose
herself had to admit that he was a
very Intelligent dog and knew what
punishment was for. t But bow did he
know that In trying to dig out a mole
he would be doing more barm than
good? . . ., ;
Carolyn Is heartbroken and
decides upon drastic action when
Uncle Joe passes sentence on
Prince. Read about It In the
next Installment
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time that peace was declared was a sort of memorial to the loss or mm tuy
mourning wreaths are replaced by flowers, flags and bunting.
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additions to the liriilsli navy made-during the war and Utile has been published about It. On Its broad unobstructed
deck seaplanes run alight and from It nrnko their start. The crew of the Furious is shown lined up for Inspection
by King George.
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sorrow the battered remains of what
she has found on her return to the
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REPAIR WORK IN FLOODED VALENCIENNES
This Interesting Canadlun oflicinl photograph gives an example of the
kind of rotten work the Germans did In their retreat. This Is a street In
VWneiennes, a town that was flooded by the enemy os he retreated, and
? 'l'ng up to hia knees In water, a Canadian signaller mending a damaged
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maiden of Krunee views with genuine
she recognizes as the fumily organ which
once happy home thnt was destroyed by
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HAPPY TO BE FREE AGAIN
These returned prlwmersj trotn Ger
many are mocking the German goose
step for the benefit of their comrades
at the North Falls Meadow camp,1
Dover, to which they have returned
after many hardships In the German
prisons. They are seen with their
German souvenir helmets - on their
heads, enjoying their own Imitation a
much as the other men.
Birth of Standard Time.
It was 35 years ago that standard
time was born In the United States.
Before this date travelers from Bos
ton and Washington jieeded to change
their watches five times to keep up
to date. There were over half a hun
dred standards used In the United
States and Canada, between the At
lantic and the Pacific. At noon on.
November lfl, 1883, there wn a unl- '
vcrsal resetting of clocks In all pnrts
of the United States and Canada, and '
the four grent time zones Into which
the Amer'f-n continent Is divided
came Into existence. ' ' ',
" Not Quite as Expected.
"Was I rude this afternoon?" a lit- .
tie girl asked, her mother.
"I hope not, my dear," said the moth-
er- ' ' .
Little Glrl-r-Well, my teacher was
examining us In poetry "Casablanca,"
and she asked why did the boy stand f
on the burning deck, and I said be- 't
cause It was too hot for Mm to sit i
down ; and she made me stand In thi
corner. Stray Stories. , L
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