The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1913-07-30

as Warren. And Carrie herself-at
times she was almost plain.
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 we'll
enough
Il want a hand glass, and I want
to have the blinds raised by the bed
so that | can see"
There was something in her voice
that made the nurse think it would
excite her less to humor her than to
refuse. 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. What was the cause of the
baby's nominees? Warren's regular,
clean-cut features were unquestioned
and hers?
She had always thought her features
were good; she had always been con-
sidered very pretty" But that was
perhaps because of her hair and her
coloring. She remembered now that
she never took very good pictures,
and after ALL pictures were the test
of ones features.
Her mouth-she had never thought
! it large before, but now, when she
thought of the pictures-and the
| baby's mouth
DisiIuson.
! 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 little thin and pale! Why,
you'll be yourself in week or so,
! if you don't make yourself sick again
now"
| ooh, no, no, it isn't because I'm thin
or pale" sobbed Helen. IT'S because
the babys so ugly, and It doesn't look
| like Warren, so it must look like mel"
| The nurse had 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
had just come in, his face full of an
xiety.
I She's taken some absurd idea that
! the baby's ugly" the nurse whispered
hurriedly, land it resembles her
can't do anything with her; Sc if you
| can, She mustn't cry like that, it will
/ 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 that all babies are like that at
first? 1t is going to be a beautiful
baby; the doctor said SOL"
comforted Again.
| "Not-nor 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 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 she
ceased sobbing and the dreaded tenn
perature was averted.
ooh, I suppose | am foolish she
admitted shyly little later.
| Il was 'torturing myself with all
kinds of thoughts, planning how to
dress it if it was an ugly little girl,
and thinking of the family dinners
where. Carries children would all be
so much prettier!"
"You foolish, imaginative little
thing." he laughed tenderly, and kiss
ed her. Dear, I hope the baby will
have your mouth. your eyes. your hair
Everything but your imagination. l
think she will be so much more COM
Portable without that