Twice-a-week plain dealer. (Cresco, Howard County, Iowa) 1895-1913, 1906-02-20

You promised! Most thoughtless
and selfish of her." said Rev. John, in
dignantly. you know you are not well
just now. will admonish her and point
out that sin of selfishness which doth
beset us all"
Before Mrs Patterne could restrain |
him he had entered the kitchen.
Maria" said he, firmly, "be good
enough to bring me a glass of water"
"Oh, go away and don't bother" said
Cynthia. Cont you see I'm busy?"
Il want glass of water" he persisted
with dull obstinacy.
"Then get It'll" Cynthia put fresh
sheet of paper into the typewriter and
went on with her work, oblivious of his
presence.
Rev. John withdrew.
She is so kind to you that thought |
Il thought it best toto temporize," he
explained to his wife, who was indig-
nant with him. "She-she is mys-
terry"
"A heaven-sent one" declared the lit
tie wife, YEARLY. John, dear, I'm so
tired and-frightened."
With the coming of the baby Cynthia
redoubled her exertions. She seemed
to know all about it, and. as the nurse
said, the baby took to her." This nurse
was an opulent-looking, Mrs. Gamp-like
sort of person, whose prevailing charac
teristics were red nose and smell of
peppermint. Three weeks after the birth
of the baby Cynthia ordered her out
of the house, for she had discovered Mrs.
Patterne crying herself into Mysteries.
"I-I'm afraid of her, sobbed the poor
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.
Because you do such 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"
Cynthia began to play with the baby
| "Out with it. What is it?"
"J-john has invited man to dine ano
stay the night"
We'll, why shouldn't J-john?"
| .As if you hadn't such a lot to dol"
Don't mind in the least. One more
| man doesn't make much difference Ii
! it were a woman she would be much
more critical
81 hate to impose on your good ma
ture."
That's all right. What shall get
for dinner? And who is the mani"
"Panton, young army man who
used to 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. 81 haven't had time to see
to-days paper. I'll have look at it,
She went downstairs and picked up
the paper. Yes, "Parkworth, Pepper
ton, Panton." She gave little gasp,
pulled herself together and flew upstairs
to get his room ready.
stay week-a month-a 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
1 must be off in the morning to look for
some one who
.'Milly," said Rev. John, "here's the
| how Oft 1oaf ponfnn xo,1,vo ouoy. ~, al
my wife and-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 one2" Mrs. Pat
tsrne faltered,
"Ye-es,"
isn't your proper place in the kitch
Cynthia, crushed for once, indignant,
swept by the ungrateful woman FOL
whom she had done so much.
She flung herself, heartbroken, into {
/, chair. And after all their silly misun
derstandings they might have come to
gether again! The pity Of it!
, Suddenly she heard Mrs. Patterne'l
voice.
This way, Capt Panton, this way
You'll be astonished when you see"
The door opened and
n "Cynthia!"
"Dick!"
They were in one anothers arms.
"I'll bring the baby presently" salt
Mrs. Patterne, hastily shutting tn
kitchen door from the outside.
Pygmy Marriages.
Some hitherto unpublished fact
) about the habits Of the African pygmie