The Kenna record. (Kenna, Roosevelt County, N.M.) 190?-1924, 1917-08-03

three days, and that woman
ed the floor over my head until Tm
nearly crazy. I'll go out and have u
cigar on the back porch and look at
she stars awhile. Maybe they will get
settled before l turn I'm"
He thought Of number Of things as
he smoked. How he had planned to be
an engineer When he went to college
kttd how he had been compelled to
pOstp6fis hfs plan how his ciluIn, Jack
Emery, had RStts on and finished, and.
Of the time Jack's sister had visited
him. Margaret Baker looked some-,
thing like her, he thought.
There was sudden crash.
A dish of china OF glass whizzed past
his head and smashed on the bricks
belOW. BGt the contents, something
warm and gf1eY. was clingibg like IA
besetting sin to Bifly's coat, trousers
and shoes.
"Well, Ill be darned!" said Billy
furiously. "What on earth do they
leave their meals outside for to ruin
other peoples clothes? That's the
same bunch that walks the baby all
night 1 think this is a pretty good
time to tell them what think of them.
I'll so right up as am and make them
help Inc Glenn It Off"
Dripping gelatine, he knocked i'm
peratively on the door above, through
which infantile walls we're coming,
and almost instantly it opened.
II would like you TO see the damage
your" He got no further. MAR
Miss Baker! ~ he exclaimed. II didn't
know you lived here. came up to
tell you that something fell off your
back porch and" /
my gelstine" cried Margaret In
dismay, shifting the crying baby from
one shoulder to the other. II made
that gelatine myself and put it there
to harden. And I'm not half as sorry
about your clothes as l am for poor
Mrs. DoOgan. But If you will come in,
Ill try to get 1t Off"
In few minutes.the crying stopped
and Margaret c1me in with a basin
Of warm water and cloth.
He caught her hand. do your think
Pm actually going to let you wash me
Off?"
Margaret was silent.
Say, Miss Baker, whose baby Is
thatT
Mrs. DOOgnn's."
"WhO is Mrs. DOOgan?"
Tommy is in my room at school.
He's staying here now while his moth
er i sick. He's in my bed asleep"
"HOw did you find out about his
mOther?"
"DOn't you remember, the truant Of
ficer told us about Tommy couldn't
come? Mother sick. father out OF
work. was the report"
IVES, l remember now. Never
Thought Of 1t again."
$50 l bring Tommy and the baby
here after school and do what can for
the others in the mornings"
Billy was looking very queer.
''Is that why you always have the
highest percentage Of attendance, be-
cause you buy shoes for Lizzie, and
get work for Mikes father, and nurse
babies for the DOOgans?"
Something in the mans eyes made
her drop her own quickly again. Miss
Baker, Margaret" he said, II always
think Of you that way, it's my turn
to talk and I'm going to tell you some
thing, and that is, just what a mean,
contemplate fellow l am. Without any
justice l condemned you for a feath-
er-brained butterfly because you are
light-he8rted and cheerful. And here
you've been losing sleep night after
night without a mumur while I've been
pitying myself for several things. Look
here, you go get that baby and give
him to me. I'll take care of him.
And you go to bed and get some sleep.
Go on, now. Do as l tell you. No,
don't go either. There's something more
l may as well tell you now as have IT.
burn hole in my brain. l love you,
Margaret! l never knew II was in me
10 adore anyone as l do you. That's
all. l had TO say 1t. Please forgive
me; know how you despise me. Now
get the baby and I'll co."
But outside the door with his sQuirm-
ing burden he heard his name called
softly.
"Bnly!" came through the keyhole
fnlntly. "Oh, Blllyw
"Yes?" he turned as though to go
back.
81 love you, Billy" said the voice.
And Mr.. Merwln, woman hater, nearly
dropped the baby.
Copyright, 1916. by the Mcclure Newspa-
per SyndiCate.)