"IN THE NAME OF ALMIGHTY GOD, AMEN!
"I, John Marsh, of the City of Pittsburg, in the State of Pennsylvania, being of sound health and understanding, do hereby declare this to be my last will and testament:
"First. I direct the payment of my just debts.
"Second. To my cousin, Thomas Marsh of Newark, N. J., I bequeath the sum of Two Thousand dollars to belong to him and his heirs absolutely and forever.
"Third. To my cousin, the Reverend Peter Marsh of Rahway, N. J., I bequeath the sum of Two Thousand dollars to belong to him and his heirs absolutely and forever.
"Fourth. The remainder of my estate, of whatsoever nature, real estate, bonds, stocks, interest in steel properties, etc., etc., which amounts to nearly Five Million Dollars, I bequeath to my only bro——"
Crash! Bang! In the hall outside there was the sound of shattered glass and the angry slamming of doors. Mr. Cooley stopped reading and, looking up, glared at the others in indignant surprise. This was rank sacrilege! He wondered if he couldn't get some one committed for contempt of court. The cousins, not sure whether they should be satisfied or not with Uncle John's remembrance of them, gazed at each other in consternation. Jimmy, wrathful at this flagrant disregard of his explicit orders, rose to investigate. Outside in the hall could be heard the voice of the new butler raised in loud altercation with someone whose entrance into the library he was trying to prevent.
"Get out of my way! I tell you I will go in!" exclaimed an angry voice.
"It's Tod!" cried Mrs. Marsh, rising.
The library door was flung unceremoniously open and in walked Tod, trying to staunch with his handkerchief the blood which flowed freely from a cut finger. He was somewhat dishevelled after a lively scrimmage with the butler who, not recognizing him as a member of the family, had literally obeyed his master's instructions and attempted to bar the way. It was a poor welcome home, but he was cheery and good natured as ever. Kissing his mother boisterously, he said: