Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1903-12-31

~ rug. when his face waa
currant jelly. and biscuits had ~. with
attraction. Elizabeth took on 'neir
.-ts'e haad in hers and led him Sacky
to the washstand. After he w.s 1'a'y
and dry she sank into ch.'- ''eaA
nausted. $40 AZ \. e
Il want NJ on 'ap," cried ~.
voice appcalingE. H''ie
She drew him up. For aO.hp.
was amused by her velvet blonsa' Ne
his eyes began TO close. Ala, "a N'eh
bells head WAS on Elzabey,s Up
der. His right land clasped hers ,eI
ly. He was fast asleep. suF
Elizabeth had the true artistic ,oA
which when 1t feels does so Win @t
don. The soft little body in her as u~l'
the warm. sweet breath on bar sa
touched the very depths of her baa..
Never in her life. had she FOL,
strangely happy happy and VET ira,
bled. She was embarrassed befora :
own emotions and bent her head cloa.
ing him more tightly. The wor,
thought of her as woman. She Ma
womanly poise and strong cAaroc,as
but her heart, girls heart coun =,
understand this awakening of mvs,o.,
Gus instincts, the motherhood bepq,,b
her culture and ambition and strongo,
than both The flying moments he,
beloved work. everything was forgot
ten as she held the sleeping child
A half hour passed, an hour. Alan
Campbell suddenly opened pajr ot
questioning blue eyes Startled br
the strange face, he cried: 'Wharas
my muvver? | want my muvyern
His little body shook with sobs
Rudely aroused from her dream
Elizabeth felt quick pang of ieal
ousy. Yes, she was jealous of The NO
man whose hold on the child evsp
death was powerlcss to break. Silent
ly she put on her wraps, gathered Alan
Campbell sobs and all, into her arms
and hurried down to the til street
cars.
Plumley alley proved TO be a neat
tagged court and No. 10 tiny white
house with green shutters. 4 little cid
man, whose eyes were swollen with
weeping, came to answer her ring
Alan Campbell called "Huddo Gram.
py." The poor old fellow tried in vain
to control his grief. Tie girl shook the
| trembling old hand and turned away
unable to express her sympathy. Alan
| Campbell smiled after her like sun
| beam.
Elizabeth closed her studio door with
SILVER. Never had it looked more
beautiful, more orderly or more cold
| and still.
IL want my muvver." little voice
kept sounding in her ear All, these
| mothers she had been plying how she
| envied them now, 1t was ridiculous 10
| feel so, and yet. and yet she knew her
arms would always be empty and her
whole body hungry for the presence,
the caresses of little child, something
| Of her own. her very own, TO love
There was hardly time TO arrange
her hair and light the spirit lamp be
fore Phil knocked Hoping that he
| would not notice her red eyeldS, she
concentrated her attention on the tea
things She thought she was succeed
ing until Phil said, whats up, Eliza
beth?'
"Oh," she replied. II saw frighttH
accident this morning. | can't seem 70
| forget it." Tears rolled down her
| cheeks.
Phil longed to take the sensitive girl
into his arms, but he only said cheer
ingly:
There are many cruel things in this
world We can't help them Try TO
forget all this. Put on your hat and
come out to dinner with me. III tea
you what-we'll 20 and see Wilson IN
The Matador; make you laugh; Go you
| good"
She only sobbed.
Phil knelt beside her chair ana tooa
her hand.
please don't cry. 1t hurts NE to see
it,"
1t was very un-Elizabeth-like' oat
somehow she let her head droop Oh us
shoulder and closed her eyes. as AIaa
Campbell had done. 1t was 50 good y
feel some one near, some one VINO was
strong and who loved her. Phil couh
not understand, but was grateful 10,
the miracle which had made the si,'
he loved seek his arms like chl"'
He spoke low and tcnderly.
Dear, won't you let me be your cor
soler always
He bent his head to Ter tear s'ainTu
cheek and her little word OF reply wa
not so loud as the glad beating Of ny
heart.
"Only," said Elizabeth, Wneh s|
had recovered something Of her usu"'
spirit. don't fatter yourself II wa
your conquest 1t was nothing a. 80
but the eternal feminine
The Independent Cnt'