The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1907-01-05
JERRY'S FIND
By A. M. DAVIES OGDEN
Copyright. 1907. by c. Il. sutcirsl

half an hour later rushed into the room.
a Donuelly VINO swOre fuently and fast
Detailed specially on the case, for hours
he had been securing the streets in search
of a child with white dress, white coat.
and pink stockings.
And you have had her all this time"
was his eNasperated ejaculation. I'm not
sure but it'll be abduction that's charged
against you To keep me busy this
wayr'
" Twas hard, I admit" agreed Jerry
blandly. IT must be an unusual feeling.
And whose child is it, then, that you're 50
keen about it2' cUriously
Tim DonneIly's face changed as though
he had suddenly remembered something
With an elaborate appearance Of uncon-
Germ he leaned forward to take the child
from where she still nestled In Jcrrv's
strong arms.
"Oh, sure that could make no differ
ence 10 yOu,' he said I'll not be keep
Ing you any longer. Good morning. Mr.
Callahan
Good morning" responded Jerry. He
had no desire to stop longer. But the
( baby, now broad awake once more,
thought differently. She wanted her
nice man; she must have her nice man
And held by Donnelly, her disapprovaI
found vent in no gentle manner. In
vain the sergeant, the matron sought
to interfere. In vain Donnelly strove 10
soothe, to propiuate, while Jerry stood
shifting from foot TO foot Her nice
man she wanted; her nice man she would
have
It was upon this scene that a trim
smart-looking nurse maid distractedly
burst
Muriel, ON, Muriel," she cried, snatch
ing the baby from Donnelly's arms
'Muriel, dear. Are you cold. are YOU
cold, are you hungry? MurieI, MurieI."
in deepest reproach, why did YOU run
away from poor Kathleen"
Jerry, taking IN the situation. uttered
smothered gasp. So this was old
Stockton's orphan grandchild, the little
heiress 10 his millions, and KathIeen's
charge No wonder DonneIly had been
so anxious TO get him away.
She ran downstairs from me this
morning" explained the fearful Kath-
leen. and she must have slipped out
under cooks very nose. Sure she might
have been killed or hurted. Oh, Mr.. Don
nelly, how can 1 ever thank you enough
for finding her, with fervent gratitude.
Twas nothing, murmured the com
placent Donnelly. Nothing at ALL"
Callahan turned away. Let Donnelly
take the credit if he choose 1t was all
over between himself and Kathleen any
way. What was the use Of saying any
thing?
But the baby, perceiving his retreat, set
up her wall.
MY nice man, my nice man." she
stormed again Jerry, reluctantly avoiding
kathleen's ast0nished eyes, stood twisting
his hat.
Sure. as Mr.. Donnelly says. twas
nothing" he stammered. II met her
on my rounds this morning"
An he Wrapped me up and took me
70 divine and dave me milk" put in the
baby girl triumphantiy. He's my nice
man an ] love him. Kiss him, Kathleen"
"You-yOu found her?" cried the Grim
soning Kathleen ''Why-but l thought
Il understood turning swiftly upon the
discounted Donnelly. Didn't you say"
Il said she was here" muttered the
mortified policeman. II telephoned-
she was found" his flush deepening under
Kathleen's eye.
oh" said Kathleen slowly. "Ob."
significant oh" long and full of mean
ing. Il see. And it was very kind of you
to send word, Mr.. Donnelly. l thank
you, Jerry" She moved closer to him.
while mute plea for pardon shone in
the soft black eyes.
Sure twas mistaken I've been. Jerry"
The note of appeal in the wistfuI voice
gave far wider meaning to her Simple
words than their sense implied Won't
you take us home? I'm sure Mr.. Stock
ton will be wanting to see you" Tim
idly)
Il go with you, Kathleen, anywhere"
was the loyal response
The sergeant smiled
It's easy enough to see how it is with
them, he commented, turning back TO
his work. We'll, hope old Stockton will
do something handsome for them"
And after a good scolding to Kathleen,
old Stockton did.