The gazette-times. [volume] (Heppner, Or.) 1912-1925, 1914-05-14
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sof, boiled egg. l ustar

"Too low bid" declared the doc
tor, "in few more days you'd offer
your immortal soul. You had better
take those flowers out Of the room, Miss
Vaughn; they'r too sweet"
His critical, professional glance rested
upon the young mother.
'Don't lose courage now that your
boy is doing famously. Good morning"
As his footsteps echoed down the hall
the mother said with forced enthusiasm,
"We had nearly finished our story,
hadn't we. When the glass slipper fit
ted exactly, she drew the mate from her
pocket, and she wore them when she
was married to the prince
"Did they have weddin' support"
asked the weak little voice.
"Yes, DEAR" she hurried it over,
"and music and dancing, and Cinder.
ella wore dress embroidered in silver
stars"
"Did they have ice cream at the
support" persisted the weak little voice.
"Yes, darling, and the Fairy God.
mother gave them the pumpkin ponies
had q"
"Was it choc.lit and vanilleri"
The trained nurse looked amused, for
she was used to typhoid convalescents,
but the mothers eyes filled with tears,
for the past few weeks had brought her
first experience in racking suspense.
''It was chocolate, but the court cook
was so excited that she split some salt
in it, and the Prince couldn't eat any
of it,"
"You forgot" he returned with gen.
tile insistence. "'Fore I was sick,
when you told it to Bertha and May.
The Prince ate one saucer Of choc Tit
and tive OF vaniller. That's why 1
wanted to hear it over. The glass slip.
per part is silly"
"Shall l get the new catalogue and
read over the list Of Christmas books
so that we can tell what you would
like besti" she diverted into new chan.
nels.
He did not answer, only looked at
her with big, lack-lustre eyes, which
six weeks ago would have been joy
ously responsive.
"We must have a book or two to
read while you're in bed, but you II
soon be well, and then bicycle will
be the best thing. Or do you prefer a
splendid sled and pair Of ball-bearing
skatesi"
II dunno"
"Don't you know what you want,
preciousi Our Santa Claus is asking. -
"Ice cream"
The nurse glanced at the clock and
brought half glass Of buttermilk,
from which he turned with sick dis.
taste. Then he remembered.
"Next time it II be predergestid beef,
and I hate that worse'n buttermilk, ,
and he gulped it down bravely.
"What did you have for lunch,
motherf"
~ hardly remember-steak and po-
tatoes, and sliced tomatoes, ] believe,
and some honey"
'Honeyl Oh, mother, lemme smell
your BREATH"
She bent and kissed him.
~ didn' t eat any Of it, little son.
That was for Bertha and May, be.
cause they couldn't have the dessert.
I wasn't hungry; only had some tea
and toast
She would not say how food checked
her, when she thought Of the hungry
child, up stairs, still condemned to liquid
diet.
Boy looked troubled.
''Please don't get sick, mother"
The Doctor injunction came back to
her, and she went into her own room
and looked in the mirror, for the first
time in weeks with any comprehension
Of what was reflected there. She re-.
allied that it must be bad for Boy, now
that he was well enough to notice it,
to see her look 50 worn. She took off
the dark wrapper she had been wear.
ing while she was nursing, and put on a
pretty gray gown, made more becoming
by the soft fluffiness Of chiffon. After
she had pinched her cheeks until the
color came, she went back to Boy g