Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1909-02-21
THE DREAM MOTHER
BY TOSEP HINE MOYL

DICK concluded tina, they had been alone
long enough He walked back through
- the hall toward the library. made sure
the nurse was deeply interested in the book
she was reading. then stealthlly tlptoed tor
ward along the hall and up the stairs to the
floor above and softly turned the knob OF the
door leading to the room where Winifred was.
The vision that met his gaze was most mn
pressive Propped IN comfy lounglng
chair and almost hidden amid the soft. doWny
pillows, his wife sat gazing down at the little
silken bundle of humanity in her arms. To
Dick who stood transfiXed in the first reallza-
ton of fatherhood. no painting of the Madonna
and Child could have appealed more holy,
The mother moved forward in her chair and
for the first time clasping their baby to her
breast rnurrnured in his ear sweet mother-love
words softly caressing the velvety cheek with
her own lust then the little one whimpered
a bit and the doting father turned and was
about to retreat and summon the nurse when
the grooming of slunsber song halted and
stilled even him.
Oh lullaby my baby dear. the bee has gone to sleep
The dew the clover and peace is on the deep
While mother sings above thee tender slumber song
And prays beneath her singing God save my babe
from wrong
Its instant effect upon the infant and the
exhausted sigh of content issuing from Winl-
fred's lips as she settled back among the pill
lows still clasping their little son to her bosom.
caused Dick to walk hesitatingly in the dlrec-
ton of this wonderful picture whispering
rather dreamly:
'Winifred my darling little mother Wife.
And, sinking to his knees he looked up into
her big brown eyes, filled with maternal salts
faction. 49,
Isn't it all very wonderful. Dicket?" she
asked, making use of the pet name she had
given him Just to think that some day he
will be able to walk about and talk to us and
grow and grow to be a great, big man But
that's the part | don't like to think Of dear
If he could only just stay like this. always our
little sunbeam!
All this time Dick has been mentally trac
ing the we'll formed features of the child. and
he burst forth with Well little Win-grl. he's
ours all right, and don't believe there is or
ever could be handsomer or better baby in
all the world; but he simply can't start in by
monopolizng all your time. No. sir! He's
had YOU almost half an hour. and that reliable
old health builder, Morpheus. is about due at
this household to be entertained by Mrs
Richard White So, Mr. Richard the Second
we'll Just summon your royal nurse and have
you carried forth in state while put to bed
and tuck in your booful queen mother"
Quite submissive. Winifred soon found her
self enjoying the cool comfort of the fresh
white linen, and as Evening scattered her
opalescent shadows about her, one larger than
the Others settled down on and kissed the pale b
tiful brow of the sleeping girl-mother.
SAM" as his father had nicknamed him.
~ Son as his mother had called him. the
bination making a fitting choice for SO big
healthy a boy, had attained his tenth month of
and to all appearances seemed to be enjoying e
bit of it. especially the society of his mother, W
every thought was centered in him. OF CO
Dick was there to wait on them both and re
in silent alteration at the throne
All went we'll until one day while cuddling y
Son, who was just bit fretty," Winifred imas
that the boy was not we'll and when Dick an
home after business trip to the city. he was r
worried after taking a peep at the youngster,
was resting spasmodically.
Now, never you mind Win-girl dear he
pered You know these little tikes are al
playing pranks with their beloved servants; hi
be on the safe side l guess we'd better call II