The Lamar register., 1918-05-29

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was our home, but rather dreaulng IL.
And I've been quite contented and
happy-only hungry, oh. SO dreadfully
hungry. for you"
Bill kissed her.
81 didn't make any mistake In you.
after ALL" he said. you're real
partner. You're the right stun. !
love you more than ever. If you made
a mistake you paid for 1t. like a dead
game sport. What's few monthsi
We've all our life before us. and it's
plain sailing now we've got our bear
ings again."
"Amenl" she whispered. 'I-but,
say, man of mine. you've been on the
trail, and know what the trail is.
You must be hungry. I've got all
kinds of goodies cooked in the kitchen.
Take OF your clothes. and I'll get you
something to eat"
'rll go you" he said. 81 am hungry.
Made a long mush to get here for the
night. / got six huskles running loose
outside. SO II you hear ZEN scuffiing
around you'll know it's not the wolves
Say. II was some welcome surprise TO
find a fire when l came In. Thought
first somebody travelling through had
put up. Then l saw those slippers ly.
Ing there. That was sure making me
take notice when you stepped out"
He chuckled ut the recollection.
Hazel lit the lamp. and stirred up the
fire, plying 1t with wood. Then she
slipped heavy bathrobe over her
nlghtgown and went Into the chilly
kitchen. emerging therefrom presently
with u tray Of food and n kettle of wa.
ter TO make coffee. This she set on the
fire. Wherever she moved Bits eyes
followed her with n CLEAN Of Joy. tine
tured with smiling incredulousness.
When the kettle was safely bestowed
on the Goals, he drew her on his knee.
There for minute she perched In rich
content. Then she rose.
"Come very quietly with me. Bill"
she whispered, with a fine air of mys-
terry. 81 want to show you something"
"SureI What is IT." he asked.
Come and see," she smiled. and
took up the lamp. Bill followed 'obedi-
emily.
Close up beside her bed stood
snail. square crib. Hazel set the lamp
on table and. turning to the bundle
OF blankets which filed this new piece
of furniture, drew back one corner, re-
veallng round. puckered-up infant
face.
"For the love Of Mixer Bill NUT
tered. as it's 1t"
ITS our son." she whispered proud
ly. Born the tenth of January
three weeks ago today. Don't, don't
you great bear-you'll wake him."
For Bill was bending down TO peer
at the tiny morsel of humanity. with
strange, abashed smile on his face, his
big. clumsy fingers touching the soft.
pink cheeks. And when he stood up
he drew n long breath. and laid one
arm across her shoulders.
us two and the kid" he said whim-
sically. ut should be the hardest com
blnatlon in the world to bust. Are you
happy, little person."
She nodded. clinging to him, word
lessly happy. And presently she COW
cred the, baby's face, and they went
back to sit before the great fireplace.
where the kettle dubbed cheerfully
and the cracking blaze sent forth Its
challenge to the bevy of frost sprites
| that held high revel outside.
And, after time, the blaze died to
heap of glowing embers, and the
| forerunning wind of northeast storm
soughed and whistled about II house
deep wrapped in contented slumber, a
house no longer divided against Itself
(rHE END0
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