Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-12-02

companion shot furtive glance from her
gray eyes.
MOP he said after a time, in his old
whimsical manner. HMM; well. it's al
WAYS been a notion OF mine that j d get
what | wanted in this world by smiling at
It just as quickly as if l fTowned at it
a little more 50, perhaps. You see. began
early. | was thirteen months old when
won the prize at the baby show. 1t seems
l smiled, and the rest cried. Now if
There came Il sobbng wall from beneath
the llCe-dTaped parasol.
'-Behold q direct reiutation OF your argu-
ment." laughed Miss Manners as she stoop-
ed and raised the lace about the blue para
sol Now this baby gets what he wants by
Dick
The cry was so agOnizei that Dicks heart
missed A beat.
''Wny-Charlottei
The girl was frenziedly tossing the COW
erings to the right and to the left. The
next moment she had clutched the little
form about the waist and had pulled the
baby out into the bright sunlight
''Dick, this isn't Bellies baby at ALI, She
gasped. Il never saw 1t before in my life"
For the space Of a breath Dick looked
blank; then he smiled re1ssurinsly.
My dear girl, don't let this worry you
one bit l got the carriage, and of course,
| picked the wrong one. 1t was so mt.-h
like yours that you didn't notice, and
there you are, Come, we've only to go
back. Doubtless there is even now fond
mother rending her clothes and tearing her
hair back there on the sidewalk. You must
remember she doesn't want your sisters
baby any more than your sister wants hers
Gomez
Their return steps, qufckened by anxiety
soon brought them in sight Of the big stone
building on the corner; but, long before
they reached it, Charlotte's straining eyes
had seen that there was no blue-canopied
baby carriage before the great doors. There
We're the boy, the girl, two go-carts and
carriage without any top The boy was
dangling the string of bright-colored beads
before another pair of serious eyeS-blue,
this time-when the breathless man and
woman and the crying baby in the blue
topped carriage came to halt.
There's been a mistake, painted Miss
Manners. This isn't the baby 1 left here
this afternoon. Where has the other blue
topped carriage gone, sir? Speak quick,
pleasei'
There wasn't no blue-topped carriage,
only yours" asserted the boy.
But there must have been"
NO ma am. there want" chimed in the
girl tremblingly- You see, there was a
accident. and
IAN accident cried Miss Manners.
ooh, not much, only the babies got spilled,
and
Spilled gasped the lady.
Jest dumped on the sidewalk, and"
"Dumpedv Numbered Fenton.
"Oh. dear, well, they did" choked the
girl; land ever so many people helped
pick EN- up and prOb'ly mixed EN- some,
and put EN- II the wrong carriages. But
you'll get 1t, ma am. course. There wouldnt
nobody want a baby that wasn't theirs,
and"
one Of the big doors banged sharply, and
n middle-aged, hatless woman hurried onto
the sidewalk.
Mary what in the world does this
mean?' she demanded Here's a woman
telephoning that she's carried home the
wrong baby, and
'Oh, it's my sisters cut in Miss Man
ners eagerly. I've got the woman's here.
Tell me where is she? Well go and eX-
change at Once!'
why. it's down on Green street, No. A"
murmured the other, dazedly. But l don't
see
Never mind: we've got mixed. Come"
finished Miss Manners, hurriedly, laying
hold of the CErriage.
Charlotte let me do this" begged the
man, gently unciasping her fingers. IT'S
long walk. and you're tired. Go back in
there and rest
Yes come with me-" urged the woman,
taking Miss Manners by the arm. You are
as pale as a ghost, and your husband says
just right