The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1911-11-08

the tree holding the baby in her lap and
beginning to cry kind OF to herself, and then
they turned round and looked at the Tookid
lady standing there on the steps with her
face white and her eyes staring at the
little girl on the grass, and her hand point
: ing at her all shaking She didn't pay
the least attension to Mother or Mrs.
Gannet.
Just wait she kind of berst out in such a
strange sounding voice you wouldn't hardly
OF known it. Did you suppose Mother
could hear such things as this-and stand
it?
She stammered it out as if she was too
excited to talk real straight, and when they
didn't anybody answer her Of course she
had to answer herself.
No she couldn't, she said in the same
strange sounding voice A Mother is a
Mother and woe unto the ones that abuze
her Child
She raised her hand up little higher
then, as il she would stop it shaking so
much, but it shook just the same up there
over her head.
Woe unto them! hollcrcd out the little
lady. Hasn't it been the same since the time
OF the first Mother and won't it be the same
as long as Motherhood lasts? Yes it will!
she said, and let me tell il so that the whole
world can hear it, A Mother will not al
low her Child 10 be abuzed
Mrs. Gannet looked at her standing there
50 white and shaking and then she looked
at the little girl crying out there under the
tree, and | don't think she could really
understand it. Anyway, she didn't say
anything or move at tall
Look at her sitting there with her Plus
prance badge hollered the little lady
pointing out there again.
Evrybody looked.
Her temperance badge, the little hippo
crit she repeeted, and she kind of berst out
laughing at the same time. She remem-
bers her Farther and then puts on tenn
prance badgel Oh, take my Child away
from her Take him away!
| thought for sure Harry was going 10
start and run now, he was looking so
SCARED, but she stopped him. ~
Just tell them once more what she has
done for my baby, she said Just tell them
what happens when a Mother gives UP her
baby for day or for an hour, she said.
Just tell them that once more
was afraid Harry was going to cry, but
he tried to answer her again.
Mother said she would leave him, lie
stammered at her She said she uoul,i
sometimes tie him UP and leave him all
alone And sometimes she would whip
him, and lose her temper so bad that
she said, Mother said, that little Susan
Dale wasn't fit to have charge Of any
child
Mrs. Gannet stepped forward little then
Little Susan Dale? she repeeted alter
him, Little Susan Dale?
There was kind OF queer smile coming
into her face, and she glansed at Harry
again. Little Susan Dale wasn't fit to have
charge Of any child? she said, was Mat
what your Mother said?
Yes'm, Harry answered her; and Mrs
Gannet's smile just kept on getting broader.
Your Mother probably knew what she
vas talking about, she said.
And then Mrs Gannet walked right past
lim to where the little girl was sitting under
he tree. The baby was lying back on her
howlder now with his hair close to hers.
But Mrs. Gannet just stood there looking
lown. The little girl locked up with tears
IN her face, and then there were tears on
Mrs. Gannets face too. But she Just stood
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0 turn their heads at the same time They
we're looking at the little dwarf lady on the
teps. Such strange change had come
ver her. She owas so white and still and
he just kept on staring at Harry Paine ant,
er hand dropped down at her side. /
1t seemed long time before she spoke
gain when She did It seemed Just like some
ody else talking, it vas so faint and hoarse.
A Mother is a Mother, she said, and woe
nto the ones that abuze her Child
Nobodyels spoke and all Of a sudden she
rev herself up as if she was irving 10 be
all again, but 1t made her look httier than
etore But she spoke once moro ANYWAY
her voice was all hoarsc and strange.
A Mother is a Mother, she said, end
ae Is therefore mlllcd also TO hers oagl 9a
lethuds in the uprearing of her Child.
hat is diffrent matter.
| didn't know eAackly what she meant
ut | think it was this A Mother is a
lother and woe unto the ones that ahuzc
er Child; but it is alri6 for her TO do
le same thing herself any tilre she cells
ke it.
Because it was the dwarf au ,he
cps that was little Susan o..