Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, 1916-07-31


Send me several of everything a
boy has to have" Gloria demanded.
When the clerk ventured to ask what
his measurements were Gloria an
swered: Measurements How do |
know Do lou have to have them?"
When he said he did Gloria called
for her maid, pencil, tape measure,
a piece of paper, and ran to the SER
wants quarters. She was about to
enter one of the doors when she
caught glimpse that made her re-
treat.
Old Griggs, with coat off, sleeves
rolled up, and towel for apron, was
just lowering the boy into the steam
ing water. He dropped the boy with
splash and, whirling, flung him
self against the door. He spoke
through it in a shocked manner, mo-
tioning the boy to hide in the suds.
Gloria explained. Griggs opened the
door little and clutched the tape
measure. He took the boys dimen-
sions and called them out to Gloria
who repeated them to her secretary
Jnaid. Griggs had to thrust his arms
into the water two or three times to
reach the boys knees and heels. He
was most unhappy.
Gloria ran back to the telephone and
resumed negotiations with the clerk
When he had transcribed the numbers
he promised to deliver the goods in a
jiffy. A jiffy is long time to boy
just out of a tub, and when Griggs
explained to Gloria that Stas' entire
wardrobe consisted of a Turkish
towel and two safety pins, she had
more thinking to do, She solved the
problem by sending her maid to fetch
pair Of her silk pajamas.
By and by there was knock at
the door, and Griggs carried in Mas
ter Stas. The pajamas were worlds
too big for him, but he was almost
unrecognizably improved-white and
pink with curls of gold and the eyes
of a cherub. The laundries do not
always send things back better than
they went, but Stas had gone in a
grimy pauper and he came back a
prince. Gloria embraced him, called
to the maid for a pair Of her satin
mules for his bare feet, and took him
in her lap and combed his curls. He
was her new DOLL and she wept lit
tie into those curls to think that she
would never have child of her own.
She remembered her own childhood
and the nursery where she and her
brother had been INDUCED in every
toy that money could buy or ingenu-
ity invent.
She fastened up to the great room
which she had not visited for years.
Poor Stas had never had any nursery
besides the streets or any toy except
some pitiful makeshift. He did not
really know how to play. Gloria had
to teach him. He was an apt pupil
with the horn and the drum. He
pounded and blew until Gloria COW
cred her ears. He tried to climb the
hobby horse with the drum still on
He got off head first on the other
side, but he soon mastered the fierce
steed.
His attention was attracted by a
picture of Indians on the walls. They
were doing a scalp-tango about a
white captive. Stas wanted to know
all about it. He had thought Gloria
an angel before, but she grew still
more wonderful when he learned that
she had never been honored by being
tied to stake. She saved herself a
little by explaining: II might have
been worse than tied to stake if ]
hadn't been rescued by Mr.. Fre--l
mean, Doctor Royce"
Then she fell into such deep medi.
tation that Stas could hardly recall
her to finish the story. 1t was moi
yet ended when the butler and the
second man marched in with two tow.
ers of pasteboard boxes-Stas' trous'
seau had arrived.
Now there was excitement, indeed
and Gloria and Stas forgot the mere
Indians in the thrill OF dressing ant
being dressed. Gloria began to feal
that she had adopted hopeless for
when she saw how Stas strutted in hi:
hnery. In his knickers and frillee
shirt, his starched collar, silk tie, pat
ent leather shoes, and derby hat, h,
looked like a pocket Beau Brummel
And then her rapture turned to alarm
The boy began to cough, to turn RET
and purple in the face, and to shake
with paroxysms. .
20, dear! o, dear" Gloria moaned
"he's had a bath, and it's given hin
pneumonia. The doctor Quick,
must get him to the doctor"
DR.. Stephen Royce was trying t.
practice the proverb, Physician, hea
| myself" He was dressing tn
wounds of battle he had received tn
night before in Gloria's defense. HI
was plastering his fist and approving
it for its good work when calle
was announced. 1t was Lois Stat
ford. She had repented Of her affai
with the dead Freneau and was try
ing to live it down. Idleness wa
both temptation and distress. Sh
wanted to know If there was no
some work she could do. Royce toll
her that there were always poor PEG
pie in plenty and lonely sick. H
gave her the address of some Of hi
patients who would never pay, Blu
whom he treated with none the les
care.
As she was leaving she met Glori
coming in with the boy. Royce wa
disguised because Gloria looked an
CRY. He should have been delighte
at the hint of possible jealousy. Glori
coldly informed him of the boy
bath and its terrible consequence
She made the boy cough for the doc
tor. Royce did not seem to be a
much impressed as Gloria had beer
He set the boy to laughing and &C
him to put out his tongue by maxim
faces at him which the boy mocke
Then he said. '
ITS nothing. Just little ticklin