Where There's a Will

who was on her honeymoon in South Carolina. The Van Alstynes came back at once, in very bad tempers, and we had the funeral from the preacher's house in Finleyville so as not to

les to think who it was that was holding my hand and comforting me, and when, toward the end of the service, she got

torium to hear the will-Mr. Van Alstyne and his wife and about twenty more

ay's Anatomy. I couldn't exactly set up housekeeping with my share of the estate, but when the la

ng around the door. "Maybe you think it's funny to see an unmarried woman get a set of waistcoat buttons and a medical book. Well, that set of buttons was

yne touched

nie," he assured me. "Now sit down like a g

know what's in that will, but I hadn't anything to do with it, Mr. Van A

was a mighty fine piece of property, with a deer park and golf links. We'd had plenty of offers to sel

being laid up with an attack of mumps. The family sat up and nodded at one another,

ay there for two months without a day off. If at the end of that time the place was being successfully conducted and could show t

seven, and so he had a sneaking fondness for the one particular grandson who often didn't go to bed at all. Twice to my knowledge when he was in his teens did Dicky Carter run away from school, and twice his grandfather kept him for a wee

spring-house and had a good cry. There was a man named Thoburn who was crazy for the property as a summer hotel, and eve

from Finleyville with a suit case, and before he'd t

es the old man's ghost come back t

r. Thoburn," I retorted sharply. "If you do

nnie! Don't forget that my father's cows used to drink that water and liked it. I leave it to you," he s

matter of habit with me-and he took it

e of those drugs ought to be dissolved first in hot water. There'

e laughed at that, and putting the glass d

mocking way, "a nice, little red-haired ch

ty-th

and make the old place go? Ready to pat the old ladie

"but if you're countin

hope he isn't a fool. If he isn't, oh, friend Minnie, he'll stand the atmosphere of this Gar

sick," I sa

, and fell to laughing. He was sti

s, and if you know what's good for you, you'll sign in under the new management while there's a vacancy. You'v

, "I wouldn't pick out any new carpets yet, Mr. Thoburn.

t," he said, grinning. "Well, the odds a

be hindered, so to speak, by having certain princ

nd not finding one he slammed ou

icularly hard on Mrs. Van Alstyne, because, with seven trunks of trousseau with her, she had to put on black. But she used to shut herself up in her room in the evenings and deck out for Mr. Sam in her best things. We found it out one eveni

threw her cards on the floor and said

he said, like a peevish child. "Didn

p those cards?" Mr. Sam ask

ned and look

the funeral. Isn't it bad enough to have seven trunks full of clothes I've never worn,

at the cards

t your precious brother will never show up here at all, or stay if he does come? And don't you also realize

it is for me. You spend every waking minute admiring Miss Jennings, while I-th

Nobody pays any attention to me in the spring-house; I'm a pa

I'm sympathizing, dear. She looks too nice a girl

the back of her neck up under her comb, and she let him do it.

d Sweet Peas. Senator Biggs and the bishop went down last night, and they say it'

ng, who has charge of the news stand, told me the sheriff had close

t night," Amanda finished, "an

mp

e a throb at