El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1910-10-28
Married Life the First Year
No. "a. The Baby By Mabel Herbert Urner

Nurse" she called family, bring me
hand glass"
The nurse hurried to the bed
Why, you don't want a hand glass
! now, do you? You're not well enough
What the Glass Showed
Il want a hand glass and want you
to raise that blind by the bed so L can
see
| There was something in her voice
| that made the nurse think it would ex-
cite her less to humor, her than to re-
/ fuse. so she brought the glass.
Helen held it up before her face and
examined each feature more critically
than she had ever examined them be-
fore. Was she the cause of the baby's
homeliness? Warren's regular, clean
cut features were nQuestioned-and
hers?
She had always thought her features
were good; she had always been consid-
ered very pretty" But perhaps that
was because of her hair and her color
ing She remembered now she never
took very good pictures, and, after all,
pictures were the test of ones features
Her mouth? She had never thought
1t large before. but now, when sns
thought Of the pictures-and the baby's
mouth
She let the glass fall to the floor hid
her face in the pillow and burst into
tears.
The nurse bent over her in alarm.
Mrs. Curtis, Mrs. Curtis-you mustn't
cry like that You'll start your fever
again. And just because you look q
little thin and pale. Why, you'll be
yourself in a week or so, if you don't
make yourself sick again now
'Oh. no, no. 1t isn't because I'm
thin or pale" sobbed Helen. Its be-
cause the baby's so ugly, and it
doesn't look like Warren, SO it must
look like me-"
The nurse had a sense of humor,
and, in spite of her anxiety for her
patient, she could not help smiling.
But when Helen sobbed on and
would not be comforted, she became
both impatient and alarmed. Warren
had just come in, his face full of anx-
iety.
She's taken some absurd idea that
hurriedly, land that it resembles her.
can't do anything with her; see if
you can. She mustn't cry like that,
1t VIII send her fever up again.
Warren sat down on the edge of the
bed and put his arm about her.
You foolish little mother, don't you
know all babies are like that at first?
II IS gong to be beautiful baby
the doctor said So
ComfOrted Again.
'Not-not with-with that mouth
And your mouth is very good so it
must be mine," she sobbed brokenly
LAS if you didn't have the dearest !
and most kissable little mouth in the |
world And the baby will. too; it's only |
now while it has no teeth
''Oh. will-will teeth make a differ |
ence?"
Why, of course" catching at the /
note Of hope in her voice. Just wait |
and see. Why. the doctor says it's most |
beautifully formed in every way
And so he comforted her until her
sobbing ceased and the dreaded temper
ature was averted-
''Oh. 1 suppose 1 am foolish she ad-
nitted shyly a little later.
Il was bothering myself with all
kinds of thoughts planning how to |
1ress it If it was an ugly little girl, and
of the family dinners where
Carries children would all be so mucl
1rettier."
You foolish. imaginative little
ming" he laughed tenderly as he kissed
ler- Dear, 1 hope the baby will have
your mouth, your eyes, your hair
but your imagination.
-hink she will be so much more COM
Ortable without that"