Arizona republican., 1912-02-19
O1e yeSmvahSOrroW By Lucille Baldwin Van Slyke. Copyright, 1910, by the Pearson
 Publishing Col

want rIII Epu my hands on i'm"
 promised Mrs. OBrlen ardently, walt till do.'
 Nazileh waited patiently; waiting comes easily to Syriaus. "Whad ees eet thad you wan'?" she asked politely
 T want these sheets carried opp the street 10 the big house." answered Mrs. O'BTien, with many loquacious details of why she wanted them carried and what she would do 10 her son for not carrying them and generally speaking what she thought of boy who had in herited such lax tendencies from his father
 ''Thad 'ouse weeth the nutty ladee?" quRried Nazileh breathlessly. Me. I weel take thad theengs for you"
 You're all right. if you are a dago." Mrs. O'Brien answered effusively as she handed the bundle 10 the child; God bliss ye, it's not your fault that yon is one"
 -OXcuse." murmured Nazileh po- li'ely, Il ees nod da-ago. Me, l ees cone from Ian Of Syree-ah,"
 Halfway down the block she paused thoughtfully.
 "Me-I go geet Antar. he weel ride an carry the theengs," she decided.
 Presently she was once more jour neying uptown with the sheets care fully tucked in the foot of the battered perambulator, and Antar, drowsily singing himself 10 sleep. safely strap red 10 the cushions
 She arrived at the great iron gates quite breathless. but when she reached she could not quite touch the bell She could see the ''lofely ladee" sitting in her willow chair. This time the chair was very near the graveled path that led 10 the doorway of the house. Just as the child reached for the bell the nurse disappeared within the house. The gate was not quite fast: Nazileh pushed it open softly and pulled the perambulator inside, and then. when she had fixed the rickety brake. she started cautiously down the path with the bundle of sheets. tiptoeing when she passed the lady, but the lady never looked. she sat staring al noth- ing at all twisting a bit of gay ribbon in her white fingers.
 Antar was not quite asleep: pres entlv he sat up and gurEled with sur prise: he did not like to sit still in his wonderful perambulator: he wanted to move. His fingers fumbled al the handle of the brake: it jiggled delight fuil- The gTavelei path sloped gently jO7'.r- 'hA ia@y, the brake clicked it- sol '-"-. from tho fat little fingers. and tb" cart rolled smoothly down the path toward the dropping woman.
 Iut the woman did not see: her eyes were indeed, blind with sorrow"
 Antar sighed softly. then he leaned oyer the straps and began his old game cf playing with the little gilt monogram on the footboard.
 Aie-un-um." he gurgled. very much as any baby gurg,es, "a-ah-a-ah-" he sang contentedly
 The crooDing woDian lifted her head she seemed t0 be listening. she drowned q little. she was very thoughtful.
 Ant2r gave an extra hard pull. At last he succeeded; q tiny gilt letter was loose in his dimpled hand
 'Ah, An, Aic," he squealed
 The staring eyes were very bright now. they wandered searchingly about the pretty garden. and finally they saw the waving baby hand.
 She dragged herself out of the chair and Crept slowly Coyn the path. she hnelt by the battered old perambula- tor. and her fingers. too. were playing with the little monogram.
 "R E N" her voice said sweetlv. R F. W spells baby-doesn't it? doesn't t?' and then she drew long sobbing 'reath-snd there came to her the gift Of tears
 A frightened nurse flew across the 1 garden. a man-servant hurriedly pushed | he little cart with the laughing baby | town the path. and NaZileh came out | ,f the kitchen doorway just in time | o see them carrying a white. limp l voman with closed eyes into the house. |
 Tn ner terror she pushed the rickety | home so fast that Antar | bounced about in an ecstasy of baby | glee. and all the while he hid in his l al little hand dingy gilt letter "N" |
 All through that afternoon and far | nto that awful night little girl tried O forget those white, shut eyes: all | trough a dreadful morning in a choolroom she hid her face in her ] lands and would not speak. And when loon came she could endure it no | onger, hut dragged herself up Dix | 'treet and stared through a great iron 
 The fountain was there and the ,retty chairs. just as they had been esterdav. but this time there was only man sitting under the trees.
 After a long time NaZileh called to i'm.
 "Meester," she cried softly and de- pairingly. 'I leeke thad you please ell ad me-thad lofely ladee-that utty ladee-ees she go dead leeke her eetle babee?"
 The man got up and went over to he gate quickly
 The little girl dragged out her ques- ion once more.
 The ladee-the pretty ladee-"
 The man swung the gate wide.
 Are you the one who brought that aby here?" he asked.
 Nazileh nodded.
 And then the man did very strange hing: he caught her in his arms and iSsed her. God bless you, child" he whispered hToatily; she isn't dead and-and he isn't going to be 'nutty' any more he's going to get well-just think of hati" Nazileh struggled to her feet, her ark eyes lifted themselves very weetly.
 "Thad is mos nice of Allah" she aid. he haf sen thsd geeft of tears jus 10 weep away thad sorrow :, had eyes thad was weeth sorrow. Me am mos'-mos' nutty weeth gladness