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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, September 15, 1914, LAST EDITION, Image 18

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By George Munson.
(Copyright by W. G. Chapman.)
Grandfather Paulett - lived down
the street in the big white house and
we dwelled round about. We were
all sprung from the Pauletts, and
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He Used to Swear and Look the
Other Way.
grandfather was rolling in money,
and infirm. He was seventy-six.
While grandma lived the families
stuck pretty closely together, but aft
er her death it was a case of catch
who can. All of us wanted Grand
father Paulett's money. I am not
ashamed to say I did, with my hus
band trying to make both ends meet
on fifteen hundred. However, I liked
the old man, whereas that cat of a
--h: Reynolds, and that dumbhead,
uson, were simply after his
"ut he saw through them.
"Fred," I would say to my hus
band, "it's no use your telling me to
make up to the old man, because I
wasn't built that way. If he can't
see through their tricks, well, let
them take his money and welcome."
"And how's Johnny going to col
lege?" Fred would inquire sarcas
tically. But that didn't feaze me. I'm not
the toadying kind. And I must say
grandfather was quite impartial. He
used to stop and talk whenever his
man wheeled him out and he met any
of us, and if he sent me a turkey for
Christmas, the others got geese,
which was certainly appropriate. Of
course, there might have been some
meaning in the turkey, too, but that
wasn't grandpa's way.
Grandpa's infirmity came from
gout, not old age. He got so bad at
last that his temper was quite alter
ed, and instead of stopping to chat
with us he used to swear and look
the other way. It was that tabby
Sarah's fault; he knew she was after
his money, and, as I said to Fred, he
would make things right when he
came to die. Sarah used to scowl at
me when I passed her, and that seem
ed a favorable sign, too, but I'd have
given anything to have seen grand
pa's wilL
And then a terrible thing happen
ed. Grandpa was ordered to Atlantic
City, to get his gout cured by the sea
air. He was so pleased at the" thought
of revisiting the scenes of his youth
that he got quite jolly again and in
vited us all to dinner.
"It's many years since I was at At
lantic City," he said. "I stayed at
the Wimbledon. Ah, the daughter of
Mrs. Higgins, our landlady, was a
beauty, and no mistake. If it hadn't
been for your grandmother, chil
dren" I don't think he ought to talk that
way, with one leg in bandages and
the other in the grave. "The old
wretch!" Sarah whispered to her
husband afterward.
WeE, off went grandpa, with his

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