Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1915-04-30

her race upon her arms and sobbed
but she raised her head in an instant
With pale, set face she walked over
and took the baby in her arms.
"Mary, you're discharged" she said.
Sawyer had drawn the boy to him
very thoughtfully, but now he thrust
his hand In his pocket and produced
some money. He counted out some of
it and gave 1t to the nurse.
you needn't blame mel" flared the
nurse. II didn't teach him to say those
things. The boy has a nasty temper.
The doctor said So"
THAT will do, Mary" said Mrs. Saw
yer quietly. You may CO." She stood
motionless until the nurse walked out.
"Wnl you hold the baby, Hary?"
"I'll bet you. Come here, Buster"
And he gazed down fondly not at the
baby. but into the eyes of his wife, as
he took the tiny burden.
She smiled up at him. There were
tears trembling on her lashes. She
caught up the curly headed little girl,
took her over to the washbasin in the
corner and vigorously scrubbed that
chocolate begrimed countenance and
kissed 1t; then she stopped down by
the boy and put her arms around him.
Mother doesn't want you to say
naughty words like that" And there
was heartbreak in her tones. A tear
dropped on the boys upturned face.
He Snuggled his head on her shoulder,
and chubby arm stole about her neck.
Elizabeth Sawyer was half laughing
and half crying as she sat at the desk
with the curly haired little girl on her
lap and the boy leaning against her.
She took up the telephone.
Edward Jones, please"
"BettyW There was such a ring in
the voice as neither the man nor the
woman had heard for years.
She held up her hand to him. Her
lips were twitching, and her eyes were
swimming, but she could not speak
She spoke clearly, however, when a tap
of the telephone bell announced her
call.
This is Elizabeth Sawyer, Mr..
Jones. I've been looking over your
proposition of purchase" A moment Of
silence. She turned her eyes upon her
husband There was a new softness in
them. II might be tempted IL you made
the price high enough" Another ST.
lence. Nov, Mr.. Jones, you'll have to
come higher than that. Make me your
very best Offer" Her face suddenly
glowed. 'I'll take 1t. I'll fill in the con-
tract, sign 1t, and you may give the
check to my secretary. I'll send it over
Immediately"
Her husbands arm was about her as
she filed In the amount which had
been agreed upon and signed It. In
Harry Sawyers other arm was the
baby. The four members of the Saw
yer family were clustered in an un-
usually small space for them. The hus-
band witnessed the agreement with
great joy. Mrs. Sawyer's secretary
signed it with her notarlal seal and
went away.
Betty" The mans face was against
her cheek. "Sweetheartw
She kissed him and rose briskIy. She
took the toddlers each by a hand.
Harry, dear, let's 60 to the house
and start homer
The office was empty except for the
forgotten little figure near the window,
and from that corner there came a low
moan. June Warner rose unsteadily
Something dreadful had happened. The
rock to which she had clung had crum-
bled under her grasp. Was independ-
ence, too, a failure? Nothing could
have been more perfect than the mu-
tual esteem in which the Sawyers had
held each other, and in their love had
existed no taint OF obligation or Of
bounty. Yet through all these years
they had missed something which now,
for the first time, they were to find.
June was dazed as she hurried to the
bare little room. She had left Ned to
achieve her independence, as Elizabeth
Sawyer had done, but June had not
taken motherhood into her calculations.