The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1915-04-05

l glecting my lovely charge during that reason of travail and despair. No, in- deed. I had visited her every day as matter of precaution. She reqaired 8 certain amount of watching.
 do not hesitate to say. at this time that she seemed to be growing Iovel3er every day. In hundred little ways she was changing, not only in appear ance, but in manner
 Now.s to be perfectly frank about it, I can't explain just what these little changes were-that is, not in so many words but, they were quite as pro nounced as they were subtle I may risk mentioning an improve enent in her method of handling me. She was not taking quite SO much for granted as she did at first She was much more humble and cons1derate, re- smarked. Instead of bullying me into things she now cajOled me; instead of making demands upon my patience and generosity she rather hesitated about putting me to the least trouble. She wasn't so arrogant nor so hard to manage. In a nutshell, I may say with some satisfaction, she was begin ming to show a surprising amount of respect for me and my opinions.
 Her devotion to Rosemary was won derful to see. By the way, while I think of it, the child was quite ador- able She was learning to pronounce my name and getting nearer and near CT to it every day At the time of which now write she was calling me (vith great enthusiasm1 by the name of ttGo-go,' which reduced to aI1orig- inal American means stMan-W With-the- Strong Arm- " ho-C Carries Baby
 t1t is very nice of you to ask me up to dine with you,' said I. l Isn't 1t about time was doing something for you in return for all that you have done for me ?" she in qdired gayIy. We are having a par t1cularIy nice dinner this evening, and I thought you'd enjoy change.
 A changer" said I, with a laugh stAs if we, haven't, been eating out of the same kettle for days!"
 eI was not referring to the food she said, and I was very properly sque1ched
 Nevertheless, speaking of food,,'' said l. it may interest you to know that expected to have rather stump tqous repast of my own to celebrate the deliverance- "A fine, plump pheas- ant, prepared Ia Oscar, corn fritters like mother used to make, potatoes picard''-es
 ssAnd a wonderful alligator pear salad" she interrupted, her eyes dane ing.
 ] stared "How in the world did you guess a'
 She laughed in pure delight, and I began to understand By the Lord Harry, the amazing creature was in- vtt1ng me to eat my own dinner in her salle manager! Well, may be hanged! You do beat the Dutcht'
 She was wearing wonderful dinner gown of Irish lace, and she fairly spar kIed with diamonds As [ looked at her standing there by the big oak ta- bIe I couldn't help thinking that the count was not only scoundrel but all kinds of a fool
 Tt was necessary for me to bribe all Of your servants. MT. Smart" she said.
 You did not offer the rascaIs mon evil hope" I said in mortified tone.
 NO, in1eedr' She did not explain any further than that, but somehow knew that money isn't everything to a servant after all. 1T hope you don't < mind my borrowing your butler and footman for the evening" she went on. ssNot that we really need two to serve two,a but it seems so much more like a function, as the newspapers would call it''
 It was my turn to say sNo. indeed.''
 sAnd now you must come in and kiss Rosemary good night, 2 she said, glanc ing at my great Amsterdam clock in the corner.
 We went into the nursery It was past Rosemary's bedtime by nearly an hour, and the youngster was having areat difficulty in keeping awake. She managed to put her arms around my ndSk when took her up from the bedaaH tucked away in her warm lit tie nightie, and sIeepily presented her own little throat for me to kiss, that particular spot being where the honey came from in her dispensation of sweets
 was full of exuberance. An ire sistible impulse to do a jig seized upon me To nay own intense amazement and to Blake's horror began to dance about the room like clumsy kanga- roo. Rosemary shrieked delightedly into my ear, and I danced the harder for that. The countess, recovering from her surprise, cried out in laugh ter and began to clap time with her hands. Blake forgot himself and sat down rather heavily on the edge of the bed. I think the poor woman's knees gave way under her
 "Hurrahv' I shouted to Rosemary, but looking directly at the countess. Were celebrating!"
 Whereupon the girl that was left in the countess rose to the occasion and she pirouetted with graceful abandon before me in amazing contrast to my jumping jack efforts. Only Blake's reserve. and somewhat dampenfng ad- monition brought me to my senses.
 Please don't drop the child, MT. Smart" she said. I had the great sat 1sfaction of hearing Rosemary cry when I delivered her up to Blake and start ed to slink out of the room in the wake of my warm checked hostess