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WynoftL Corners 7HM CAROLYN AND PRINCE MAKE THE ACQUAINTANCE OF AUNTY ROSE, MR. STAGG'S HOUSEKEEPER Synopsis. Her father nnd mother reported lost nt sea when the Dunrnven, ou which they had sailed for Europe, was sunk, Carolyn May Cameron Hannah's Carolyn Is sent from New York to her bachelor uncle, Joseph Stngg nt Tho Corners. Tho reception given her by her undo Is not very enthusiastic. CHAPTER I Continued. 2 A voice calling, "Chuck 1 Chuck I Chuck-n-chuck 1" on mo from behind ;the old house. A fow white-feathered fowls that had been In sight scurried wildly away In nnswcr to the sum mons. Mr. Stagg. still looking nt the little girl, set down the bng and reached for the dog's leash. Tho loop of tho latter he passed nround the gatepost. "I tell you what It Is, Car'lyn May. You'd better meet Aunty Hose llrst alone. I've my fears about this mon grel." "Oh, Uncle Joo 1" quivered his niece. "You go ahead and get acquainted with her," urged Mr. Stngg. "She don't like dogs. They chase her chickens nnd run over her llower beds. Aunty Rose Is peculiar, I might say." "Oh, Uncle Joo!" repented tho little - girl faintly. "You've got to mnko her llko you, If you want to live here," the hardware dealer concluded tlrmly. He gave Carolyn May a llttlo shove up the path and then stood buck and mopped his brow with his handker chief, l'rlnce strained nt the leash and whined, wishing to follow his llttlo mistress. Mr. Stagg said: "You'd better keep mighty quiet, dog. If you want your home address to be The Corners, sing small 1" Carolyn May did not hear this, but disappeared after the fowls around tho corner of the wide, vlue-drnped porch. The pleasant back yard was full of sunshine. On the gravel path beyond the old well, with Its long sweep nnd bucket, half n hundred chickens, some guineas and a llock of turkeys scullled for grain which was being thrown to them from au open pan. That pan was held In the plump hand of a very dlgullled-looklng wom an, dressed In drab and with n sun bonnet on her head. Aunty Hose's appearance smoto the llttlo girl with a feeling of nwe. There was no frown on her face; It was only calm, unruffled, unemo tional. It simply seemed as though nothing, either material or spiritual, 'could ruffle tho placidity of Aunty Rose Kennedy. She came of Quaker stock and tho serenity of body aud spirit taught by the sect built a wall between her and everybody else. "Child, who are you?" asked Aunty Rose with some curiosity, Tho little girl told her name; but perhaps it was her black frock and hat that Identified her In Aunty Rose's mind, ufter all. "You nre Hannah Stagg's little girl," she said. "Yes'm If you please," Carolyn May 'confessed fnlntly. "And how cumo you here alone?" "If you please, Uncle Joo said I'd better probiy come ahead and get ac quainted with you first." " 'First?' What do you mean, 'first?'" asked Aunty Rose sternly. "First before you saw Prince," re sponded the perfectly frank llttlo girl. '"Uncle Joo thought muybo you (wouldn't care for dogs." "Dogs 1" ' "No, ma'am. And of course where I live l'rlnce has to live too. ho "So you brought your dog?" "Yos, inu'nrn." "Of course," suld Aunty Rose com posedly, "I expected you to come here. I do not know what Joseph Stngg ex pected. Rut I did not suppose you would hnvo a dog. Where Is Joseph Stngg?" "He he's coming." "With tho dog?" "Yes, mu'am." Aunty Roso seemed to tnko somo time to digest this; but hIiq mndo no Ifurlher comment In regard to tho mat-tor.- only suylng: "Let us go Into tho houso, Cnr'lyn Mny. Von l"10 oSt yur ,lut iiiiul Imtho your face arid hands." j Curolyn May Cameron followed Uio leiutuly figure ot Aunty Koso Kennedy into tho bluc'inil-wliltc kitchen of tho UTH EELMDKE ENDIOOTT ooPYiucm -1 o l o - tv PODD, MEAD and CCMFiNY. old house, with something cf tho feel ing of a culprit on tho way to tho block. Such a big kitchen as It was I The little girl thought It must bo almost as big as their wholo apartment In Harlem "put together." Tho Httlo girl took o(t her plain black hat, shook back her hair nnd patted It smooth with her hands, then plunged her hands and fnco Into the basin of cool water Aunty Rose had drawn for her nt tho sink. The dust was all washed away aud a fresh glow camo Into her flowerlike face. Aunty Rose watched her silently. Such a dignified, upright, unrespon sive womnn as she seemed standing there I And so particular, neat and Immaculate was this kitchen! Carolyn Mny, as she dried her faco and hands, heard n fnmlllar whine nt the door. It was l'rlnce. She won dered If sho had at all broken tho Ico for him with Aunty Rose. "Oh," tho llttlo girl mused, "1 won der what she will say to a mongorel." CHAPTER II. Going to Bed. Mr. Stngg had fastened Prince's slrap to tho porch rail and ho now enmc In with the bng. "Is that all the child's baggage, Jo seph Stagg?" asked Aunty Rose, tak ing It from his hand. "Why why, I never thought to nsk her," tho man admitted. "Have you a trunk check, Cariyu?" "No, sir." "They sent you up here with only Unit 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 llttlo girl. "You see, they aren't blnck." "Oh!" exploded her uncle. "You greatly lack tact, Joseph Stagg," said Aunty Rose, nnd the hard ware dealer cleared his throat loudly as he went to the sink to perform his pre-suppcr ablution. Carolyn May did not understand Just what the womnn meant. "Ahem I" snld Uncle Joe grullly. "S'pose I ought t've read that letter before. What's come of It, Car'lyn Mny?" Rut Just then tho little girl was so deeply Interested In what Aunty Roso was doing thnt she failed to hear him. Mrs. Kennedy brought out of the pan try u tin pie plate, on which were scraps of meat and bread, besides a goodly marrow bone. "If you think tho dog Is hungry, Cnr'lyn Mny," sho said, "you would better glvo him this before wo break our fast." "Oh, Aunty nose!" gasped the little girl, her sober face all a-smlle. "He'll bo de-Iight-ed." She curried the pan out to Prince. When tho door closed ngnln, Mrs. Kennedy went to tho stove nnd In stantly, with the opening of the oven, the rush of delicious odor from It mudo Carolyn Muy's mouth fulrly wnter. Such flaky biscuit two great pnns full of the brown beauties I Mr. Stagg sat down nt the table and uctunlly smiled. Tho llttlo girl took her indicated place at tho table timidly. "Joseph Stagg," said Aunty Rose, sitting down, "ask n blessing." Uncle Joe's harsh voice seemed sud denly to become gentle ua he rever ently said grace. Mr, Stagg was In hasto. to oat nnd get buck to the store. "Or that Cliet Gormlcy will try to mnko n meal on" somo of tho hardware, I guess," he said gloomily. "Oh, dear mo, Undo Joe!" exclaimed Carolyn May. "If ho did that, ho'd dlo of Indignation." "IIuh7 Oh I I guess 'twould causo Indigestion," agreed her undo. Aunty Roso did not cvon smile. "JJIess inol" Mr. Htagg oxdulmod fiiiddcjiily, "What's that on tho mantel, Aunty Roso? Thut yuller lettor?" 'A telegram for you, Joseph Htngg," replied tho old Indy composedly, 'Weill" muttered tho hnrdwnro dealer, nnd Cnrolvn May wondered If ho woro not nfruul to express Just tho emotion ho felt at that Instant. Ills fnco was rod nnd ho got up clumsily to secure tho sealed message. "Who brought it, and when?" ho asked llnnlly, having read tho law yer's night letter. "A boy. This morning," said Aunty Roso, utterly calm. "And 1 never saw It this noon," grumbled tho hnrdwnro dealer. Mrs. Kennedy quite Ignored nny suggestion of Impatience In Mr. Stagg's voice or manner. Hut ho seemed to lbso tusto for his supper ufter reading tho telegram. "Where Is tho letter thnt this Mr. Prlco wrote and sent by you, Car' lynl" he asked as ho was about to depart for tho store. The llttlo girl us I; oil permission to leave the table and then ran to open her bag. Mr. Stagg said doubtfully: "I s'poso you'll have to put her some where for tho present. Don't seo what else wo can do. Aunty Hose." "You mny be sure. Joseph Stngg. that her room was ready for her n week ago." Mrs. Kennedy rejoined, qulto unruffled. Tho surprised hardware dealer gurgled something In his throat "What room?" ho llnnlly slnmmered. "That which was her mother's, Han nah Stagg's room. It Is next to tnlno nnd sho will come to no harm there." "Hannah's t" exclaimed Mr. Stagg. "Why, that nln't been slept In since sho went nwny." "It Is qulto (It. then." snld Aunty Rose, "thnt It should bo used for her child. Trouble nothing about things that do not concern you, Joseph Stngg," sho added with, perhaps, nddl tlonal sternness. Carolyn May did not hear this. Sho now produced the letter from her law yer. "Thcro It Is, Uncle Joe," sho snld. "I I guess he tells you all about mo In It." "Hum!" snld the hardware man, clearing his throat and picking up his hat. "I'M read It down at tho store." "Shall shall I seo you again to night, Undo Joo?" tho little girl asked "Child, Who Are You?" Asked Aunty Rose With Some Curiosity. wistfully. "You know, my bedtime's half-past eight." "Well, If you don't seo mo tonight again, you'll be well cared for, I haven't n doubt," suld Undo Joo short ly, and went out. Carolyn May went soberly back to her chair. Sho did not cat much more. Somehow there seemed to bo n big lump In her throat pust which sho could not force tho food. As tho dusk fell, tho spirit of loneliness gripped her and tho tears pooled behind her eyelids, ready to pour over her cheeks at tho least "Joggle." Yet sho was not usually a "ry-buby" girl. Aunty Roso was watching her more closely than Carolyn Mny supposed. After her third cup of tea sho arose and began quietly clearing tho table. Tho newcomer was nodding In her place, her blue eyes clouded with sleep and unhnpplncss. "It Is time for you to go to bed, Cnr'lyn Mny," said Aunty Roso llrmly. "I will show you tho room Hannah Stagg had for her own when sho wus a girl." "Thank you, Aunty Roso," said tho little girl humbly. Sho picked up tho bag nnd followed tho stately old woman Into tho back hall and up the stalrwny Into tho ell. Carolyn May saw that at tho foot of tho stairs was n door leading out upon the porch where Prluco was now mov ing about uneasily nt tho end of Ids leash. She would huvo liked to say "good night" (o Prince, but It seemed better not to mention this feeling to Aunty Rose. Tho fading hues of sunset In tho sky gave tho llttlo girl plenty of light to undress by. Hho thought tho room very beautiful, loo. "Do you need nny help, clitld?" asked Mrs. Kennedy, standing In her soldierly manner In tho doorway. It was dusky there and tho llttlo girl could not seo her fuce, "Oh, no, ina'nm," said Carolyn Mny' faintly. "Very well," said Aunty Roso 'nnd turned nwny. Carolyn May stood In tho middle of the room nnd listened to her descending footsteps. Aunty Hoso had not even bidden her good night I I.lko u marooned sailor upon n dos ert Island tho llttlo girl went about exploring tho beriroorit which was to ho hers and which had onco been her mother's. Thnt fact helped gtently. Then she looked nt the high, puffy bed, "How ever can I get Into It?" sighed Carolyn May. Sho hud to stand upon her tiptoes In her Hurry llttlo bedroom slippers to pull back tho quilt nnd tho blanket and sheet underneath tt. Thu bed was Just u great big bag of feathers I "Just like n big, big pillow," thought tho llttlo girl. "And If I do got Into It I'm ll'hlo to sink down and down nnd down till I'm burled, uud won't ever bo able to get tip In tho morning." Joseph Stagg Is filled with dis may when he lenrns from a law. yer friend of his brother-in-law that Carolyn has been left pen. nlless and has been consigned to his care. His frame of mind does not promise well for Caro lyn's futuro happiness. (TO 1113 CONTINUUD.) EXERCISE OF WILL NEEDED No neason Why Women Should Not Obtain a Maximum of Physical Strength and Power. Women can obtain greater physical strength nnd power so soon as they detcrmlnu to do so, and adopt n dif ferent mode of living. There Is abso lutely nothing In tho woman's organ! rntlon that forbids It, as wo nro finding out more nnd moro dally. Many young women nro too lazy to grow strong. They cannot walk u dozen blocks, or do anything thnt calls for the slight est physical strength. Why? Recauso there Is any Inherent quality In tho woman's body forbidding It? Not nt all. Rccauso they never hnvo dono It. There Is no other reason on earth. Tho women who nre growing strong er mentally and physically can smile nt the objectors who tell them they ennnot do this or thnt. nnd answer by doing what they are accused of being Incapable of doing. Rut the moro tim id nnd younger ones, who yet hesitate to venturo Into new Acids of activity In tho l'nco of opposition and ridicule, need tho nsslsluneo , of professional opinion and tho encouragement ot those who have gono before. Montrcnl Herald. Dlrds Foretell Weather. Rlrds aro excellent barometers. A number of our birds swans, wild ducks, coots, moorhens nnd others build their nests either on tho banks of n river or floating on Its surfneo at. tached to tho reeds or water grasses, says Roys' Life, tho Roy Scouts' mng azlne. Theso birds, It Is said, never by chanco get caught by lloods and If you seo n swan's nest say a foot above tho river level you may bo suro that during tho next few weeks thero will not bo rain enough to rnlso tho river above that height. Tho common roblq knows ii grent deal nbout forthcoming weather, which ho will tell any ono who takes the trouble to consult him. If ho slugs In tho morning It Is u cer tain sign of bnd weather. U. S. Seal 130 Years Old. Tho great seal of the United States was ndopted by congress l.'IO years ago. Tho design wns suggested by Sir John Prcstwlch, an eminent Eng lish nntlqunry, to John Adams, then United Htntes minister to Orent Rrlt uln, nnd wns formally accepted by congress on Juno 20, 1782. It Is com posed of n spread englc, bearing on Its breast an escutcheon with 13 stripes, and In Its talons holding an ollvo branch and VA arrows, symbolic ot both pence and war. Tho eagle, tho suggestion of an Englishman, has ever since been tho national bird ot tho United States. Ashore for a Day. For three weeks It had rained con tinually, so In u certain camp on tlia Mexican border they had dug u deep ditch nround their camp to drain oft tho water. Ono night tho ruin stopped Its downpour, much to tho relief of tho soldiers, so tho next day n soldier asked for leave to visit n nearby town. This Is tho wny ho usked for his lenvo: "Captain, mny I hnvo shore lenvo to day, sir?" It was granted him. No Chnnce for Them. An Irishman who was driving n lond of pigs to tho fair wus met by two swells. Ono of them accosted him with tho words: "Hay, Pat, could you lot us huvo two Insldo seats?" To which Pat replied with u snillo: "Well (hen, I can't, for when I agreed with them that's Insldo, I had to promise that I'd tnko up Ho ono that wasn't as good as themselves. I'm ho sorry,' wild Put. g i Sjf Vn (Dlittrlrn Dlrlirim jfa W I hnvo been looking on this $k f evening nt n merry company rfi mny uud E of children usseinmcii rouuu mt pretty French toy, n VCJ hrlstums tree. Tho Ireo was m planted ou tho middle of a jfe great round (able and tow sz ered high above their heads, v3 It was brilliantly lighted by m a multitude of llttlo tupers d mid everywhere sparkled nnd ( glittered with bright objects. wf There were rosy-cheeked dolls 3 hiding behind tho green M leaves, and there were real jfij watches (with movable hands. J nt least, aud an endless en- 3- paclty for being wound up) f& dangling from Innumerable M twigs. Them were French f polished table, chairs, bed- V steads, wardrobes, eight-day 'VZ clocks and various other nr- g tides of domestic furnlturo jfS (wonderfully miulu In tin nt ir Wolverhampton) perched 3 among tho boughs, as If In M preparation for somo fairy rf housekeeping. J There wero Jolly, brond- faced llttlo men, much moro ngreenblo In appenrnuca than M many real men, tyid no won- rf der, for their heads took off nnd showed them to bo full 3 of sugar plums. There wero M if & i t Wit i thldles and drums. There wero tnmbourlnes, books, workboxeH, paint boxes, peep show boxes, sweetmeat boxes PR aud all kinds or boxes. M Thero wero trinkets for tho $u fcrtf older girls, far brlghler than sr ?L any grownup gold ami Jew- va 2jr els. There wero baskets nnd W 2f pincushions In nil devices. b S Thoro wero guns, swords and j gfc banners, real fruit, mndo or- 5l tlllclnlly dazzling with gold 3 St leaf; Imitation apples, penrs flg Ijjtf and walnuts, crammed with jfiZ surprises. In short, nn n J? pC pretty child before mo tie- fiJ3 Sr llghtedly whispered to anoth- JfJ 8p er pretty child, her bosom 0 friend, "There was every- if jjjjf thing, nnd more." y3 The Man of the Hour 3C 9C DC O month fnr fnmeill For foattvo dnys nml nlglitn renowned, Joy frniiKlu, with liullowod benedictions crowned; IJfo'n nnnunl clrnrlna homo for retro pectivo thoiiKht, Where penslvo memory recnlli tho smllen, tliii tours. Tho hope and Joys of youth, tho loves of vnaUlicil yenn. And dIkIin to hho tho linvoc, sad, that Tlmu has wroucht. O hoary month! in regions of tho north nn l rnst Tho soriK of tilnl nml rlppllnif ot tho brook hnvo cmikoiI, And Nature's tlioiunnd charms of sum mer days hnvo llrd, Thero Ilorrn rolcns, norco Rod ot wind nnd ntnrinx; And winter all of vorduro Into brown nnd whlto transforms And loaves no traco ot life and bonuty spd. O happy month! Whon kron anticipation, wool. Files Bwlft on wlmrs or ardent lovo to Krcot With Kirtn the friend, tho lover or tho kindred near. As Wlntor closer draws his lay fettered chains Tho heart oxpnnds and lovo unsolflsh rclKnn And speeds Its largess to tho ones most denr. Illustrious months of most Illustrious tilrthl Good tldliiK, peace and Joy to all tho nnrth A hoavonly choir nnnoimcod whon Christ was horn. No othor birth siioh mlshty portent bore. This rrlnco of l'onea whom hoavrn and o'urth adorn. How thrills tho honrt nt thoucht ot ChrlHtinns morn! -J. C. Ollvor In I-os AiikcIos Tlmon. Religious Corn Dread. Au Indiana mother had baked corn bread for dinner. Her slx-ycnr-old son complained that ho did not llko com bread. "Oh, yes you do," tho mother Bald. "It'H delicious." - When they wero seated nt tho tnblo the llttlo son who did not understand tho meaning of many words, said: "Well, glvo mo somo of your roll. glotiH com bread then," A Happy Thought. Only deeds glvo strength to life, only niodenilliiu lvca It churn). Jean Paul Itlcliter.