The bee. (Earlington, Ky.) 1889-19??, 1910-05-26

WIN ner niece she had become strong'
ly convinced that 1t is possible for a
child to be too much in the foreground
of the domestic scene.
Elaine is, of course, a dear child
she said to herself, "but wish her
father and mother could manage, oc-
casionally, to talk about something be.
sides her sayings and doings. l sup
pose l tried to tell stories about my
own when they were little, but then
they were really rather unusual chill.
dren. Why, Edith walked when she
was only eleven months old and ]
don't believe there ever was another
child who said as many bright things
as Henry did But Elaine is really
very ordinary and I'm positively sick
and tired of hearing about her."
Mrs. Flyte's reflections were inter
rupted by the voice OF the woman with
the chantecler hat.
Dear little Reginald" said the won.
an. will be so lonely! ! really ought
to have taken an earlier train"
Il wish she had" groaned Mrs. Flyte
:nwardly. IF she's going to sit there
and talk about dear little Reginald"
Evidently, she was, for she contin-
ued: you wouldn't believe how much
he misses me! Why. the other night
was home an hour late and the tears
actually stood in his eyes when he
ran to meet me. He has such lovely
eyes. and they are such an unusual
color | noticed last night that his
eyes are exactly the color of mine.
and I've often been told mine were
very unusual-brown, yes. but this
very particular uncommon shade of
brown don't know exactly what you
would call IT, Isn't 1t lovely that dar.
ling Reginald's eyes should be exact
ly that same peculiar and unusual
shade7"
The wearer of the chantecler hat
talked, apparently, without effort. Her
voice rushed on. like high power au-
tomobile, throwing out a cloud of
words which drifted over the back OF
the seat. II was Reginald's ablutions
which came in next for discussion.
you Just ought TO SEQ him take his
bath. He grows stronger every day,
] do believed"
Mrs. Flyte had a distinct remem.
brance that her children had been reg
ularly and properly bathed during
their infancy. but their baths had
never taken on the form of a public |
ceremonial. She had been an unwilling
witness to Elaine's bath every |
morning during her visit, attendance
at this function being, II not compul- |
sorry. at least obligatory on all within
the call OF Elaine's admiring mother.
Did you ever see the dear little red
sweater we gave him on his birth |
day?" the voice went on. Hes so |
proud OF it-yes, he was three years |
old the twenty-third of March-and
he'll run and get 1t every time put
on my hat to take him out. He isn't |
willing to go step without 1t, even
now that 1t is so warm suppose he'll
insist upon wearing 1t all summer. We |
had his picture taken in 1t the other
day. Oh, you must see his pictures!
I've some of them here in my bag"
The chantecler hat and the bunch of !
ringlets bent close over the !
while Mrs, Flyte closed
her eyes upon visions of Elaine photo
gTaphed in every possible and impossi |
bic position-Elaine asleep and awake;
Elaine dressed and undressed; Elaine |
crying and smiling; Elaine, in short |
in every imaginable phase of her ex.
istence from the day Of her birth tc
the present time, and each succeedine
representation, according to Elaine's
mother, just little more worthy o.
ones choicest adjectives than any OF
he others
The train stopped There was a
"ovement in L next seat and Mrs
''lyte opened her eyes to see the
'huntecler hat aad the bunch of arti
tcisl ringlets disappear through the
conway
AS the train started onward she no.
iced something on the floor. One of
little Reg:nald's photographs had
.ipred through al the back of the
eat and was lying at her feet. She
9 lanced at 1t YEARLY Then she
smiled
Well" she remarked to herself: !
I'm sure that doesn't make 1t any
better"
1t was evident, from the photograph.
"a