The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1909-02-27

another perfect. and because their
present pastime was carried on in
siIence-blowing bubbles together on
that sunny summer day-the chlldren's
bliss was none the less complete.
Seated on two low stools on that
shady lawn, a basin Of billowy soap
suds between them. a long clay pipe
In each right hand. they we're engaged
In friendly competition. as with heads
thrown back and eyes half closed In
dreamy contemplation, they watched
the airy bubbles as they waited up
wards one after the other. in silent
ecstasy. Then, as one larger and
brighter than It's predecessors followed
suit the silence was broken by eager
exclamation
"Oh. how lovelyl"
"Oh. what beauty
Il see pink-blue-gold-"
y see yellow--violet--g
There. It's BURST" came the mourn.
ful duet. as the bubble vanished. and a
little shower OF spray fell on the up
turned faces.
As In childhood dreams of the pres.
ent are forever intermingled with pos
sibilities Of the future. so into the
boys mind stole faint analogy to
that larger bubble-life
when I am a man." he began re-
fectively, taking up the contents Of
the basin for further use. when l am
a man"
When j am a woman chimed in
his companion. dabbling her small
hands In the suds, and speaking quick
ly and excitedly, when am a woman
III be tall. and rich. and beautiful III
have lovely dresses. and heaps Of
grand friends, and III drive in a car
riage every day, and-and-I'll marry
a man with millions and billions of
money. and live happy ever after
wards!"
That is all very well for a wom-
an" returned he with unconscious dis
dain, but that sort OF thing won't do
for me. When I'm a man shall be a
doctor like father. and set peoples
legs. and cut of their arms, and every
body nearly win send for me-"
They laid aside their pipes. left
their stools, and betook themselves to
a bank at the far end Of the lawn.
where they lay dreaming dreams Of de-
lightfnl anticipation. until called back
to the demands Of the present BY the
changing of the nursery tea-be.l
And when you are a woman" said
the boy, pausing at the entrance to the
nursery, and speaking with an air Of
condescension. 'we'll still be chums.
you know; and If you cut your head.
or break your nose or anything. II you
come to me I'll mend you"
"All right. III remember she
nodded gravely, and the conversation
dropped as they hurried in and pre-
pared for the function Of nursery tea.
Twenty years-how time fiies II
had transformed Norah into a grace
ful woman OF seven and twenty, a
woman of means and position. She
shared her home with an elderly com
psnion. The uncle whose ward she
had been from her childhood days had
recently died. leaving her practically
alone in the world as regards near rel.
atiyes. but surrounded BY friends, and
eagerly sought after by many. She
used the good things Of this world "as
not abusing them,r appreciated the
beautiful in nature and art wherever
they were to be found. and from this
fuller conception of life derived hap
piness. its own sure reward.
In one spot, especially. she centered
her interest and her bounty. largs
children's hospital In the heart of the
city. It was In passing down one Of
the wards one day, her hands laden
with flowers. her bright words and
tender sympathy lavished here, there
and everywhere on the little sufferers
that she met the friend Of her child
hood-Cuthbert Ogilvie. Not that they
recognized one another at the time
the years had changed them too much
for that He saw in her merely q
beautiful and well-dressed woman
with that truest Of all womanly
charms, "a heart at leisure from itseli
to soothe and sympathize" She saw
In him a young doctor, dark, earnest
and alert to the needs and sorrows o.
a little child. with face in which ten
derness and strength blent one with
the other. the face Of one who NIGH
be trusted" she thought as she moved
away.
DR. Ogilvie was already making
strides in his profession. already, a
the age Of 80, was secretly marked b.
his contemporaries for greater things
But nowhere did he appear to greater
advantage. never did he grapple more
with the needs and emergencies of tht
hour. than when he dealt with the sor
rows and sufferings OF the little ones
and made their cause his own.
For some time the friends of Ions
ago met and passed on their way al
strangers.