The Cooperstown courier. (Cooperstown, Griggs Co., N.D.) 1902-1913, 1905-08-17

dtgnantly. -You know yoa apo ~ volI
just now. vill aAmoaisA her ana poena
ont that IN Of 0ol0shneeo which doth
beset a. ALL"
Before Arsss Ratterne coulA sootsain
him y ~ catered the kitchen.
rAazia,y sah he, hruly. ~ eood
enough to heingne 6 glass a water"
@Oh, 60 away and don't bother, ]" said
Cynthia. Cont you zee I'm busy1"
Il want . glass OF water, !" he persisted
with dull obst1nacy. &
Then get NJ Cynthia put . fresh
sheet Of paper into the typewriter ana
went on with 1er work, oblivious OF his
presence.
Rev. John withdrew.
'.She is 80 klnd to you that I thousht
II thought it bost toto tempori1o," he
explained to ~ wife, who va indiG-
nant with him. .'she-she IL mys-
terry"
IA heaven-sent one" declared the lit
tie wife, YEARLY. John, dear, I'm 90
tired and-frightensd."
With the coming Dc the baby Cynthia
redoubled her exertions. She seemed
to know all about 1t, and, as the nurse
said, the baby took to her" This nurse
vas m opulent-l0oking,N rs. Camp Ike
sort Of person, whose prevailing charac-
teristics were red nose and q smell OF
peppermint. Three weeks after the birth
Of the baby Cynthia ordered her out
Of the house for she had discovered Mrs.
Pattefne crying herself into Mysteries.
Tin afraid Of her, - sobbed the Door
little woman. I'm sure she gives baby
things to make him sleep"
We'll. I'll give him things to make
him sleep" said the undaunted Cynthia.
wholesome things"
& The next afternoon she found Mrs.
Patterne almost angry wiwth her hus-
band. ssssk !
s Because you do such q lot he doesn't
realize how overworked you are,.' she
said, GROSSLY. ~
''Overworked! Not bit of it. Feel
my biceps. What is the trouble? Can't
put it right?"
Il don't like to impose upon you"
"a cynthta began to play with the baby.
Out with it. What is it?''
"J-john &as invited a man to dine and
stay the night"
We'll, why shouldn't J-john?"
"As II you hadn't such a lot to do!"
Don't mind in the least. One more
man doesn't make much difference. II
1t were woman she would be much
more critical" #
Il hate to impose on your GOOD ma
sture. ss b. ses 81 $ 4
That's all right. What shall I get
for dinner? And who isthe mani"
Panton. young army man who
usedsto read With John. He went out TO
South Africa and has only just landed
John Is so fond Of him that he wired to
him directly he heard the steamer
was In"
'Quite right, too" said Cynthia, flush
ing little. Il haven't had time to see
to-day's paper. I'll have q look at it."
She went downstairs and picked up
the paper. Yes, 'Parkworth, Pepper
ton, Panton." She gave a little gasp.
pulled herself together and flew upstairs
to get his room ready.
Stay week. month"; year, till
you get over that wound" said Rev.
John, with more animation than Gym
thia had ever heard him show.
Then there came another voice, sad,
thin, hollow. Thanks, old man. but
l must be offin the morning to look for
some one who -" 1
..Milly," said Rev. John, here's the
boy ct last. Panton, you've never met
my wife sand-and the baby"
I'll fetch him." said the proud young
mother, tripping gayly away.
She found Cynthia In the dining-room.
hand to heart, straining her ears for the
sound of Panton's voice.
"Is that's that the one?" Mrs. Pat
terne faltered. u 81 81
"Ye-es.s X
isn't your proper place in the kitch-
sn9'' asked Mrs. Patterne, icily, and
Cynthia, crushed for once, Indignantly
swept by the ungrateful woman for
whom she had done so much.
She flung herself, heartbroken, into a
chair. And after all their silly misun-
derstandfnss they might have come to-
gether again! The pity of it!
Suddenly she heard Mrs. Patterne's
voice. 4
i This way, Capt. Panton, this way.
You'll De astonished when you see
The door opened and
"Cynthia!"
''Dick!"
They were in one another's arms.
I'LL bring the baby-presently," said
Mrs. Patterne, hastily shutting the
Kitchen door from the outside.
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