The evening times. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1906-1914, 1914-03-07

gone, MIS-. Hickey van next door to
talk it over with Ihcr %ncishbor.
Mrs. Slaven saw hcr coming and
ran to meet her. Did YOU take
him?" she asked.
"f didn't say for sure" answered
Mrs. hickey. "Eut I don't see what
else I can do. That's y; warming To
You never to take boa riders. If you
treat them halfway we'll they bring
the next generation tn o to raise
Il dare a he wouldn't be much
trouble suggested Mrs. Slaven. TO
whom the diminutivr income was no
secret. "a child of four isn't like a
baby. They're bis enough to halfway
fend for themselves"
Yes. AND he's q pretty little fell
low. I suppose 1 ought to do it. both
to oblige Isabel and because ! need
tho money. She must so away, the.
doctor says. And ] know just how
she feels about leaving her child with
total strangers. She's = sweet girl.
and I can't bear to do anything
against her getting we'll. remember
she was OF my favorite ~boarders--
easy to please and always giving n
Word OF praise. II the child looked
like her i wouldn't i've afraid to take
him."
VERY likely. though, he is like her
in disposition" said|Mrs. slaNen.
We'll. perhaps" obviously observed
Mrs. Hickey. And know I ought to
take him. and I guess 1 will"
So the fate of Tom was decided for
the time being.
His mother was all delight. a faint
rose pink crept into, the pallor of her
time, now" she said. Il can't tell you
how worried I've been. Tom couldn't
he left with Just anybody. YOU know.
With his telnperament--'
Land o mercy." said Mrs. hickey.
rs he afflicted with that:"'
His mother laughed. You speak
as if it We're smallpox"
We'll. if it were catching j would
MT take him for love or money! said
Mrs. hickey. For ! can't be trou-
bled with such nonsense at my age.
I've always had a. horror Of tcmpera-
mont since ] had the boarders. You
remember young Tyson? Well, he
had it, and of all the vasaries it was
supposed 10 excuse. He was the most
disaGreeable boarder 1 had, and just
from temperament, I'm sorry, Isabel.
that it has broken out in your child"
Again the mother laughed comfort
ably. II know he'll get along all right
with you" she eaid, Temperament or
no temperament
Tom was not to he left until the day
that the ship sailed. And Mrs. Hickey
met them at the dock. In a. few min
utes it was all over. Mrs. Hickey had
hidden the father and mother fare
we'll and had witnessed their fearful
adiels to their son. She picked him
[ up in her arms and waved as long as
they could 500. Then she set him
down and reached down for his hand.
/ Liz 1,0l hi1INn is. r~Al~~& mi -n-kl--,,
good-by without n ear, but now they
came freely. He put his small hands
behind his back and walled in a way
that made the stout policeman turn
his head and observe them.
IL won't go with you! ! won't. I
WON'T" he shrieked v e and over
again at the top of his voice.
Mrs. Hickey. red and mortified.
tried everything she knew. She prom
ised all manner of pleasures if he
would only come away. He planted
his feet firmly and refused to bulge.
1t was only when she thought to hail
a. passing taxi that he condescended to
accompany her.
II like q machine" he said. His
tears dried as IL by magic. Papa let's
me run ours sometimes"
All IT the ride home he was angelic.
Mrs. Rickey's fears began to subside.
l SuHSo l. II SCI alobS al IlSHt' Snc
thought TO herself. II always did
with children
Toms toys and clothes had arrived
the day before. Mrs. Hickey changed
his suit and put him on the pleasant
porch to play. For 2 time all went
well And hen arose cries such ~
she he'd never heard. She hastened to
the door, her Did heart trumpeting
alarm.
What is it" What is it," she cried.
That boy said Tom, hes making
faces at me-
And Mrs. Hickey saw little Jerry
Slaven, his freckled face pressed In
friendly fashion against the picket
face at YOU" she said. You couldn't
make me think he would. No. darl-
ing. Jerry has just been watching for
You to come" explained Mira. Hickey,
essaying to pick him up in her arms.
But Ton would not be picked up.
He struggled and kicked until she was
glad to set him free.
The day wore away. with other out
breaks. Some were larger and some
smaller. but all were about nothing,
and Mrs. Hickey was glad when bed
time came. Bedtime brought tears
again. the first with which Mr..
Hickey could sympaxhiSe. And she
held him close until he wa comforts
ed.
The first day was hut the beginning
of many similar days. Tom showed
all the w%ilfuiness of the unwlaely in
dulged child. Unless he saw 1T he
never obeyed. He t~offaentsd the dog
he threw rocks ct tbs pst chickens. he
Destroyed the flowers. he. gave moro
trQublo than-apy child 1ith whom