The Minneapolis journal., 1903-12-26

heart quite warmed towards his sym
pathetic attitude.
ooh, sir" she said, earnestly, ':it's
just terrible for her to have to leave
that little thing day after day. 1t
| just lays there, and it's Mama, Ma
ma from the minute she goes in the
morning, until she gets back at night.
| This morning it seemed like she'd
never get away, and when she was
way to the door it cried and she ran
back up them four flights of stairs
just to kiss it again. The docter said
| it'd be better or worse to-day, and
give you my word it cried so all the
morning that I was plumb afraid.
But afterwards it slep, and when the
docter came he said it was all right"
She paused for breath. and Daubeny
words stoned his very soul-he felt
so badly that he quite forgot that it
was all Clifford's fault; and then the
| woman went on with
"It's such an awful sweet baby,
little brown curls and it's eyes look
at you just like Mrs. Westcott's do.
| OF course, she always pays her board
regularly, but I told my husband the
other night that if she ever couldn't t
pay she'd live here just the same; I
| couldn't ever put them eyes out Of
doors. And, as for the baby-we all
just love it. When it's we'll it toddles
around and there amt soul in the
| house that amt willing to take turns
a-mlnding it-but now that its sick,
it certainly does need it's mother bad
'tAnd It's going to have it's mother,
too" Daubeny interrupted fiercely. He
put his hand in his pocket and drew
out his purse.
Here he said, there's $40 bill
for you-for yourself, you knoW-be-
cause you've been helping Mrs. West
colt while I-we've-well, it was all
a mistake, anyhow. And here's an
other $40, and I want you to go the
first thing in the morning and get
everything you can think of that the
child needs to make it comfortable
and go up tonight and tell her that
she needn't come to the office to-
morrow-nor until she wants to-her
i place will be kept all right
1t was the woman's turn to appear
speechless and overcome.
Does the baby need trained
nurse, do you think?" he went on,
suddenly recollecting one of the nee
essary factors of modern illness.
"a trained nurse, sir-Why, the
mother doesn't get as much day as
one of them nurses do
/ ooh my Lord!' Daubeny cried. His
:! feelings were becoming much too
complicated for safety. I'll have to
co. he added, don't forget to tell
Mrs. Westcott about her coming in
the morning-or not coming, mean
mo. sir, I'll remember-and thank
you very much"
.I'll come again to ask about the
baby he said, as he turned TO &c
down the steps.
Eyes, sir; you're very kind sir.
Then he was gone.
/ The next morning Clifford came tc
find out what had become Of the
1 typewriter. and encountered fury
untold from his next-above.
Didn't tell you that we didn'r
} want any women in the offices" ragec
Daubeny. throwing away a good cigar
that he might devote all his powers
. to the task of satisfying his anger
didn't I point out to you the diff.
Guilty of such a course Didn't / ex-
i pressly forbid the employment of any
{, but men clerks? And what did yot
do? What did you do? You just lis.
ten to me and I'll tell you what yol
, did and what has been the result OF
your paying no attention to my or.
ders! You went and hired girl ant