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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, October 30, 1916, LAST EDITION, Image 18

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By Carl Ardmore Bennett
(Copyright, 1916, W. G. Chapman.)
"And this is for you, Nellie," an
nounced old Peter Brierly. "Better
get it away at once, for I am going
to pack up the rest of the things to
day." "Thank you, Uncle Peter," re
sponded sweet-voiced, gentle-faced
, Nellie Willett "I certainly prize this
memento of dear Aunt Janet."
"She left nothing of her own, you
know, Nellie?" pursued grasping,
close-fisted old Peter, "and I'm not
overburdened with this world's
goods. I gave her brooch to your
cousin, Mary. She has a liking for
gimcracks and it pleased her. You
are more practical, so the work bas
ket will suit you best, see?"
Yes, Nellie did "see." She made no
complaint, nor did she harbor any
resentment against this niggardly
donor. It was the contrast of this
sordid relative with the angel-spirited
wife he had lost that saddened
her. She wondered, now that Uncle
Peter was untrammeled by the care
ful, economical regime of his sensi
ble better half, how soon he would
make ducks and drakes of the sav
ings of years, for all he had was due
to the hard work and practical sense
of Aunt Janet
"What he had given Nellie was his
wife's old work basket. Nellie be
dewed it with her tears as she re
ceived it. How often had she sat by
the side of its former owner and
watched her sew, mend and knit,
tired out, overworked, but always
sunny-hearted and smiling. The
brooch for volatile, sparkling Mary,
old Peter exhibited with pride. It
was about the only present in the
way of an ornament he had ever
given his loyal helpmate.
"Stingy! Oh, no name for it!" burst
forth Mary as the two girls left the
home about to be denuded of its fur
nishings, its ambitious owner headed
for the city, "where a man of parts
might make sometihng of himself!"
"To think of all that money and this
miserly way of getting rid of his clos
est relatives. Oh, well! the brooch is
rather pretty. It will set oft that blue
party dress of mine finely."
So Mary went on her way, her
empty head full of vanity which
brings vexation of spirit, and Nellie
hers, the irksome duties of her lonely
life lightened by the thought that
the old familiar companion of the be-
"Better Get It Away at Once
ing she had loved best in the world,
Aunt Janet, would always be at her
Nellie found an unexpected use for
the contents of the work basket.
Some new people had moved into the
great rambling place next to them,
which had stood idle for several
years. There was a studious appear
ing man of about 30, an old lady, ap
parently his mother, and four small
children. Nellie had learned that the
name of the gentleman was Chester

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