The Washington times., 1913-11-10
THE HERITAGE OF CAIN
A GREAT BIG THRILLING STORY
0una A Mnwy Company
BY ISABEL OSTRANDER

here, that you saw! I can't get 1t out
of my mind. night or day, but 1 can't
bear to talk about itr'
sisted gently. IF You feel so badly.
think OF her poor husband, and his
grief, and help him.
Il would, sir l would gladly. but
there's nothing. I know. I'VE been out
OF the family for years.
Il know. If you will tell me about
the time you lived with them, and an
swer a few questions; that's all"
Why, certainly. sir. I'll do that glad
ly. Come this way, into the sitting.
what's just happened, though" she re-
iterated. II can't stand 1t; not just yet.
My husband says I'll break down If l
can't get my mind of 1t, but can't
seem to, not for a minute. feel as If
it would drive me crazy"'
Perhaps it will do you good to think
of the pleasant. happy times when Miss
Victoria was little" rejoined Yorke.
still gently when they Were seated In
the bright. comfortable, little sitting
when Miss Victoria was baby. did you
not. Mrs. Brownell?"
"Yes. soon after she was born. DR..
Bigelow hired me himself. in New York,
at the Nurses Tyaining School for In
fants / was not an ordinary child's
nurse sir / had taken a special course
in the care of babies; sort Of q half
trained nurse, I was"
"Dr. Bigelow hired your Not Mrs.
B!gelow?'
mo, sir. Mrs. Bigelow was up in
New Hampshire. visiting with the baby,
and he gave me my travelling expenses
to join her up there"
what part Of New Hampshire?"
IT can't remember, sir. It's thirty
years ago. you know. Let me see, it
was the name OF some mountain, I
think.
Il know It was a very hong, cold
member the station; IT was q little
water-tank place. high up, with noun
tains all around, and three or four
misunderstanding, little frame houses.
1T was more than an hour before
Mrs, Bigelow drove up in a blackboard
four or five hours more for a down
train.
I'VE went to one of the little farm
houses, where It was warm for baby,
and Think they expected us to come,
for the farmers wife had a meal ready
for u.s.
How Old was the babyr'
six weeks, sir, but as big as q three
months-cld child. and as bright and
yr6 val rt as you please d loved her
anything for her. She was like my own
child to me. I thought could care more
for one OF my own flesh and blood
until / had one and then knew the diff
fence"
She paused and smiled family, with a
very tender light in her eyes.
You then went directly to Brook
mede"
"Yes, sir. We met the doctor in Bos-
ton, and he went On out with u.s."
And you stayed with them for long
timer
For thirteen years, sir, until I mar
ried. The baby was a fine, strong,
healthy one; they didn't need a special
ly trained nurse for her, for she wasn't
ailing a minute, even when she was
teething. but they were simply wrapped
up in the child.
I've seen many nervous young moth
ers, but I never saw people who wor-
SHIPPED a child so, or were so afraid
something was going to happen to it.
They would hardly allow it out of their
sight for a minute, day or night, and
although they were as kind and good to
me as they could be, they. We're al
ways worried to death for fear I
wouldn't fix the bottles right, or some
thing
The bottles?"
Yes, sir. Mrs. Bigelow never nursed
her. I heard they'd been married
twelve years before ever she was born.
so guess that was why they loved her
so, and were so careful OF her.
She grew to be hne, healthy Child,
and when she got too old to need a
nurse Mrs. Bigelow wouldn't let me go,
but kept me on to do plain sewing and
Then 1 married JIM Brownen. We
each had little money put by, and we
came here and took this house, and
we've done very well since. / take In
boarders and Jim is assistant superin-
tendent In a carriage factory. Our
Katie is going to be teacher when she
grows up" she added, proudly.
Mrs. Brownell," Yorke said, very
seriously, do you remember ever hav-
ing seen the Bigelows act as IL they
were in any trouble? / don't mean lit
tie everyday annoyances and worries,
but something big. which they were
keeping quite to themselves?"
"Well' she replied, reflectively, after
a pause. II couldn't hardly say that,
but something rather curious did hap
pen once-I hardly thought Of It at the