The Barre daily times. (Barre, Vt.) 1897-1959, 1909-11-17

When she left the phone she found
the little one standing close by. Eliza
beth studied him with half shut eyes.
mot bad" she thought "a Donalelo
IL the forehead were Il little higher and
the curls not 50 fine and tight How
should like to paint him. Come here,
little one. what's your nameT
Alan Campbell naughty"
Are you naughtyT
"Es, ! want my muyver"
His mother Elizabeth felt a quick
pang of horror. "Come here. and will
show you something pretty
She held out her watch. The silver
and gold ornaments on IT'S long chain
Jingled attractiyely. Alan Campbell
slowly drew near the shining object.
TIe seized II just as little stray dog
would have done bit Of ake-seized
Il and walked away Then Elizabeth
brought out pictures 1t was surpris-
Ing how quickly they were friends. SIT.
fling on the floor side BY side looking
at pussies and doggles,
1t was after II when Alan Camp
bells face began.to look dolefu.
Il want a cup Of milk, be an
nounced.
There were pitcher of cream, some
biscuits and glass Of Jelly IN her
stock of tea table provisions. with
this luncheon spread out before him
AfaE CauppeII was soon installed on
the edge Of the model stand.
When be had drunk all The cream
except that which soaked into her
pretty rug. when bis face was CORY
with currant Jelly and biscuits had
lost their attraction Elizabeth took
one sticky little hand in hers and led
him firmly to the washstand After
he was clean and dry she sank into a
chalr exhausted.
II want M on apr cried a little
voice appealingly.
She drew him up. For awhile he
was amused by her velvet blouse
Then his eyes began 70 close Alan
Camrbell's head was on Ellzabeth's
shoulder. His right hand clasped hers
tightly He was fast asleep.
Elizabeth had the true artistic ma
ture. which when 1t feels does SO with
abandon. The soft little body In her
arms. the warm, sweet breath on her
face, touched the very depths Of her
heart. Never In her life had she felt
SO strangely happy happy and yet
troubled. She was embarrassed before
her own emotions and bent her head.
clasping him more tightly. The world
thought Of her as a woman. She had
a wonanly polse and a strong charac-
ter, but. her heart, girls heart. could
not understand this awakening Of
mysterious instincts, the motherhood /
beneath her culture and ambition. and I
stronger Than both. The dying mo-
ments. her beloved work. everything
was forgotten as she held the sleeping
child.
A half hour passed. an hour. Alan I
Campbell suddenly opened a pair Of
questioning blue eyes. Startled by
the strange face, he cried Where's
my muvyer? want my muvverw
His little body shook with sobs.
Rudely aroused from her dream,
felt a quick pang of jeal
ousy Yes. she was Jealous Of the wo-
man whose hold On the child even
death was powerless To break. Silent
y she put on her wraps, gathered
Alan Campbell. sobs and all. into her
arms and hurried down to the -th
street ears.
Plumley alley proved to be a neat
tagged court and No. 10 tiny white
house with green shutters. A little
old man. whose eyes were swollen
with weeping. came to answer her
ring. Alan Campbell called, ~Huddo,
granny The poor old fellow tried 10
vain to control bis grief The girl
shook the trembling Old hand and
turned away. unable to express her
Alan Campbell smiled after
her like sunbeam,
Elizabeth closed her studio door with
4 shiver. Never had ii looked more
more orderly or more cold
and STILL
Il want MY muvyerw little voice
kept sounding In her ear All. these
mothers she had been plying. how she
anyied them now. II was ridiculous TO
feel so. and vet and yet she knew her
irns would always be empty and her
whole body hungry for the presence,
he caresses Of d little child. something
If her own. her very own. 10 lore.
There WIS hardly time to arrange
her hair and light the spirit lamp be-
fore Phi knocked Hoping that be
worfd not notice her red eyelids. she
her attention on the tea
Kings. She thought she was succeed
ng until Phil said, Whats up, Eliza
1eth?"
"Oh" she replied. II saw a frichtful i
lccidept this morning. can't seem to i
forget it. Tears rolled down her /