Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-01-07

was brought to the nursery in the morning; but men
folk like change.
A LII went well for a week The big fellow did his
work spendidly and earned his salary, though in
wardly chatting at the position He whstled cheerily
whenever there passengers to hear for whstlng
great salve to the feelings but for all his work and
having to keep the qui rae, Billys father lone
some for his SON. The days were long and tedious and
when at nightfall he tucked Billy under his arm and
took him home, Blys dear little head pillowed
his fathers shoulder
Il try to make him take long maps during the day."
explained Sister Abigail 80 he will be company
for you in the evening" but he gets SO sleepy.
ashes peculiar person. Billy, said his father the
way home "and if she were not a woman she might be
a right good sort. But you and l know women
Billy, they not worth the powder to blow em up"
Billy seemed to take exception to this remark; for he
knees into his fathers vest Perhaps his little stomach
troubled hin1-that is what parents would have
said. But Bily's father understood each unspoken
word
THE next Saturday, Sister Abigail was more than
busy, and when Billy and his father left they
red bundle that contained many fine examples of her
handiwork; for she had insisted upon having Bilys
fathers stockings to darn to keep her occupied she
said. Biy's father was almost unconscious OF the
fact that he had the bundle, that Billy
with him, until the baby pulled his
@You would probably be preoccuped too, Billy, be-
gan his father, u" you had what this after
The was quite crowded when we stopped at
Fourth-s and "a woman got on, Billy, woman
you and l have seen before; and l thanked my stars
you not there, Billy, to that woman. 1t
the person who used to hold Billy the person
shall call Mother if help it. She hang
ing another mans arm, Billy-and won't tell you
the he called her. She attracting all the
tention she could. tied my shoes they passed into
the car and don't know Billy, whether they put fares
in the box not. All know is this you and made
mistake in choosing-we will never the chance of
making another mistake. You and | will brave it out
alone will fight and fight and fight till win Quit"
Billy began to cry softly. People have not SO much
grit when sleepy when wakeful, if you have ever
noticed. Billy not only too sleepy to be cheerful
but something in his sleepiness made him homesck
His father cuddled him closer There old chap cheer
up Bit You'll have your bottle soon, and"
He broke off suddenly and felt in his pocket Yes,
there was his weeks pay, untouched He owed much
than the amount, and he had put it there in
bunch to keep it safe.
II know Just how YOU feel Billy-the bottle would
cheer BOTH wouldn't it? It's cold and stormy and
really need the warmth. Let's just stop in here
minute and what it looks like again, Billy. We
just look at it. just smell of it, Billy. That will cheer
and us, and show us how strong are
Billy sleeplly acqulesced
SISTER ABIGAIL was out late that night She was
charitable little SOUL and she had been helping to
poor old woman who had to care for her.
As she rounded dark corner in the binding snow,
she heard the wall of baby. Ii 1t had been daytime,
and she at her work in the nursery, she would have
exclaimed Immediately, "Why what can be the matter
with Billy" for Billy rarely cried
Again it sounded close at hand, and Sister Abigail
jumped in spite of her usual camneSs; for there
white bundle her feet the snowy sidewalk-and
the bundewas creeping! Surely no one but Billy ever
crept with that sdewise hunch With little narticu-
late cry which made by her heart popping suddenly
into her throat Sister Abigail dropped to her knees
CARELESS OF her clothes, and grabbed the soaking
wet bundle close to her breast She had not been de-
ceived by that voice. That bundle was Billy.
"Oh Billy darling, how did YOU get here? she Cried