railway depot, where the
coffin was placed in a special car prepared for its reception, and,
attended by the whole family, it was conveyed to the State capital and
deposited in the long drawing room of the Rockharrt mansion, where it
remained until the next day. On the second day funeral services were
held at the town house by the bishop of the diocese, assisted by the
rector of the church of the Lord's Peace, and attended by a host of the
city friends of the family.

After these services the long funeral procession moved from the house to
the cemetery of the Lord's Peace, where the body was laid in the
Rockharrt vault beside that of his old wife.

On the return of the family to the house they assembled in the library
to hear the reading of the will of Aaron Rockharrt, which had been
brought in by his solicitor, Mr. Benjamin Norris.

There were present, seated around the table, Fabian, Violet, and
Clarence Rockharrt, Cora Rothsay, the doctor and the lawyer. Standing
behind these were gathered the servants of the family.

Mr. Norris blew his nose, cleared his throat, put on his spectacles,
opened the will and proceeded to read it.

The testament may be briefly summed up as follows:

First there were handsome legacies left to each of the old servants. One
full half of the testator's vast estate was left to his elder son,
Fabian; one quarter to his younger son, Clarence; and one quarter to be
divided equally between his grandson, Sylvan Haught, and his
granddaughter, Corona Rothsay.

Fabian was appointed sole executor.

The lawyer folded up the document and handed it to Fabian Rockharrt.

"Clarence, old boy, I hardly think this is altogether fair to you," said
Fabian, good naturedly, and ready to deceive him into the delusion that
he had not schemed for this unequal division of the enormous wealth.

"It is all right, Fabian. Altogether right. You are the eldest son, and
now the head of the firm, and you have ten times over the business
brains that I have. I am perfectly satisfied, and even if I were not, I
would not dream of criticising my father's will," replied Clarence, with
perfect good humor and sincerity.

The legacies were promptly paid by Fabian Rockharrt. Mr. Clarence
decided to remain as his brother's junior partner in the firm that was
henceforth to be known as "Aaron Rockharrt's Sons," and to leave all his
share of the money invested in the works.

When Corona was asked when and how she would rec