The Butler weekly times. (Butler, Mo.) 1881-1918, 1907-12-26
AN EXCHANGE
OF BABIES
BY AGNES CARR SAGE
(Copyright.)

~NHu h1'iS MISS iSuity pIeClplldteC
herself headlong upon her brothers
manly breast. regardless of conse
quences TO stiff and immaculate
shilt-bosom. 1T was so good of you
To come early. for never was woman
nearer the verge OF nervous prustra
tion. You know the Whist club meets
here tonight. and that Charlie has
been suddenly called out of town on
important business. Then this morn,
ing the cook had a flare up with Ruth.
the nurse maid, and took French
leave; Silverman & Co. have failed tn
send the lan-Such beauty painted
IN orchids-which ordered for a
first prize; the baby has just cut a
tooth and is well-not quite so an
gelic as usual; while now, to cap the
climax, here comes note from Mrs.
Sherman saying she is down with an
attack of Ia grippe and cannot be
present this evening; so one table
will be short. as 1t is nearly four
o'clock; altogether too late to invite
anyone elsc."
And when she paused from sheer
want of breath, all Jack could ejacu,
late was Ky Iuvc,"
He succeeded in looking su sympa,
thci!c, however that il was like
tcu.c TO his depressed sister, who
soon rallied For you will help me
out, won't you, Jack?"
Sure ii can, replied Jack.
TN let YOU off If you go At once down
10 Silverman'S. see the manager or
somebody and demand that orchid fan
or his life, And oh, Jack, would it
be an awful bore to take Harold with
You in his little carriage? The poor
child is suffering for breath of fresh
air and il would be a positive char.
lily to Ruth and me who have a hun.
dred things to DO"
Now, ii Jack Nintun had not been
just the biz, unsclnsh kindly chan he
was he would certainly have refused
this last request But as IL was he
said: "All right; trOt the kid OUT"
and said ii with a smile, too. Nor
would anyone have supposed him q
victim on the altar of fraternal affec-
ton, as he strobe down the crowded
avenue at the fashionable hour, push (
Ing a pretty pink and white canopied
perambulator in which, under a soft I
white fur rug, nestled that scrap of
humanity he called his nephew.
Wonder if have the true pater.
familias air" he thought, as he OBJ.
served the sundry quizzical, girlish /
glances cast in his direction. And /
bless my soul, what il ! should meet
her!" his mind reverting, as it had |
done very often of late, to a fair !
compagnon de voyage with whom he
had crossed the ocean three months
before, but whom he had not seen
since they parted at the wharf their
homes being in different cities. Dear
little pocket Venus, She. too, had
married sister living in b. and SAID
she frequently visited here. Wish"
But al this juncture his meditations
were rudely broken by his coming
into violent contact with another
wicker equipage advancing from the
opposite direction. One which might
have been a twin to the one he was
wheeling.
"Begorra, and can't we be afther
lookin where you're again." ex.
claimed the Celtic maid who was the
power of the second turn
out, and as he appeased her wrath
with an humble apology and one of
his winning smiles, he discovered
that they were right abreast of Silver.
man & Co.'S vast emporium, where
everything is sold from a paper of
lacks to diamond necklace. Most
imposing II was, too, with its gayly
dressed windows and deep, tiled YES
thule.
This, likewise, appeared to be the
objective point of the nurse-girl, who.
as Jack cried out in disgust: 'Cracky,
have got to tote the kid through all
that crowd" volunteered: NO, sir.
He's sound aslape, so We kin list fave
him right here in the restabull, as I'm
agoin' to do mine" and she pointed to
a row Of occupied and unoccupied
baby carriages lining the spacious en-.
trance.
Hope the 'restabull' is safe
place." chuckled Jack, as he To-
Gated his charge with the rest of the
infants. Anyway, won't be
1--WE minutes"
But he counted without his host.
being sadly ignorant of the ways and
lelays Of retail merchants. The sales.
ady referred him to the floor walker.
he foor-walker to the packer, and
he packer to the manager; all Of
which consumed SO much time that
i've minutes heightened to So and
he electric lights were twinkling in
he street when he at last emerged
he orchid fan buttoned up in his
breast pocket, picked out the peram.
,ulator with the dainty pink-lined
ace-covered top, and started home
ward.
Why, Nora, what an age you have
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