The Hartford republican. (Hartford, Ky.) 18??-1926, 1918-11-29

was deep IN study OF new mats ant
gowns. A practical American wo
man, she was making an estimate o.
how much II would cost to copy tn,
gray gown and the purple hat in thii
time OF war and inflated prices. 81
deep was she in the study that hel
hand relaxed it's grasp on the tiny
hand in hers. The wee fist gently
worked its way out OF the OBTAINING
mother palm. The mites of fingers
slipped away.
For a moment she stood enchanted
at her freedom. Mama was still
looking at the purple hat. The baby
was eclipsed by the economic prob
lem. The crisp fall air played about
the child's yellow locks and toyed
rather rudely with the ribbons of her
bonnet and the tassels OF her blue
coat. Men and women crowded past
her. 1t was an endless stream OF
men and women. Nobody stopped
but mama And mama seemed to
= have forgotten her little girl.
She made trial step or two and
cast an eye toward her mother. The
young matron was finishing her tabu-
lation. Yes. the purple hat could be
achieved IL she covered the frame
herself. And the gray dress could be
copied by remodeling her own tricot
of last season. Her two-year old
daughter waited not for the end of
the computation. The blue eyes and
the wind-blown bonnet ribbons and
the bying tassels of the coat vanished
in the stream OF men and women.
Misses Little One.
The young mother became sudden
ly conscious of her empty hand. She
looked down at her side. turned
sharply about, looked up the street
and down. With fear clutching her
heart as in a wise. she hurried to the
right. She nearly ran for two blocks.
AT the crossing sne glanced fearfully
up and down the automobile crowded
streets and walked the faster. Her
face was drawn in such agony that
two women stopped to ask whether
she was in trouble and they might
help her. Another of the many signs
OF the growing sisterhood of spirit
among women.
Not unless you've seen a runaway
child with blue eyes and yellow hair.
Two years old and large for her age.
She wore blue coat and hood"
They shook their heads and she ran
on. She turned a corner and hasten |
I'd up the steps to the police station. !
Her face was white as the paper on
the captains desk. She gripped the
rail before his desk while she gave |
her description of the missing little /
one.
, Call 31O0 Spring and let us know !
whether you found her." called the
captain.
"She had not been gone a minute.
] would have missed the touch OF her
u
err. / could have overtaken her If
j had turned the right direction. l
went to the right, she must have gone
to the left"
The tall young woman dashed past
the store whose window had allured |,
her. She hurried with all the vigoI
Aor The l{raotinp no ha hv ,nttct |
have taken. She had covered four
when she heard the child's voice.
crossings and walked four blocks
Don't cry, Evelyn. Mamma is COM
ing" She called.
The little blue figure, it's bonnet
strings hanging dismally, was lean
ing against the knee of an elderly I
woman in black. The woman in ,
black had extracted the baby's name |,
and that she was two years old and 1
wasn't lost but had ruined away" s
Mammal" shrieked the child. |C
There's my mamma"
The little blue figure was swept up
on the mothers shoulder. The tear n
stained face quivered moment, then
in pride as men and
women stopped to stare at her on h
her perch. r
IL saw her running across the 1
street alone and l thought there was I
wrong" said the elderly p
woman in black. r
I'm afraid you think I'm careless C
With her" the young mother said p
but am not. Really I'm not"
IL know it," answered the older
soman. have been careful with my "
children, and l have had the same a
rouble." n
That afternoon the telephone rang e,
n the house where Evelyn lived. r,
It's the captain at the police pre-
met. We want to know whether W
GU have found your baby" m