New Britain herald., 1919-09-26

'N0t you mean, dot for lcCotle vile Jeem and mo have dot babeo for ioost us, all same as if he ours? \c have birthday cake, candle, every thing, nobody to say, Katie you no do dees, Katie. you do dot?
 | mean just that, Katie, dear, l said unsteadily, for the sight or tho girls pleasure in the thought ot having my baby all her own tor a little while brought the tears very near my eyes, Thvarted motherhood is, |, me, one of the saddest human trayedios, and Katie's grief, I know, is get poignant, although the little n1e upon which she built so heavily went out so long, ago as thlS hurFylhs world counts time.
 MadGc SOOthcS katIc.
 She softly strol<ed my cheeks, then drODping her hands, caught mine and brought them to her lips, kissing them fcrvently in her impetuous foreign fashion.
 "Oh. Meesis Graham, you joost best vomans in dis world!' she exclaimed dramatically.
 "I'm glad you think so, Katie" I said whimsically, "and now I'm going to ask you a favor.'
 You ask me anythingS, ask me to chOD dis arm off right at elbOW,' she held her arm out theatrically. See yot l dol"
 1t is lucky that I am used to Katie's absurdities or I fear I should have laughed outright.
 "Oh, it's nothing so hard as that, Katie " l rejoined. "I only want you to keep out of the kitchen until Mother Graham finishes her cake and leaves the room entirely.
 katie's face darkened.
 Dot no so easy,' shc said. T like to shake her into sooch leeue pieces she no can find herself togedder' again"
 "Ycu must not speak in that man ner again." I said firmly, although my lips were twtching at the girls words, and I want your promise that you will not go back into the kitchen until Mother Graham leaves it. There is no hurry this morning, you know, for breakfast I do not have to go to school, and MT. Graham isn't here.'
 Katie Has Plan.
 II know dot" she said sullenly. "But maybe you tinll dot old vomans won't raise Nun leetle bit of old boy ven she no get her coffee right on 3oomp. And how can feeX eef l no Ill hitchen?"
 For the next minute or two I in dulged in the performance labelled as thinking hard and rapidly" What Katie had said was perfectly true. I knew that not only my mother-in Jaw, but my father as well, like most elderly people. are early risers, and grew actually faint for their matutinal coffee. I knew, also, that Mother Graham, tired from her cake making, would not take into consideration the fact that she herself had banished Katie from the kitchen, but would blame the girl for not having the breakfast on time.
 II have it!' I said at last. "All the electric things are iu the dining 1oom-the percolator, the grill and everything. And the surplus coffee and cereals are in that cupboard in the refrigerator room. You can get them without Mother Graham seeing you You can get water from the tap in tho bathroom upstairs, and by attaching the electric things in here and in the dining room you can get your breakfast almost ready to serve by the time Mother Graham leaves 1 the kitchen.
 Katie's face cleared. Dot all | flSill, Snc SalO 1GcH UOC QNGGk. 1 But now you tell me something's. Mud der-in-laW she bake cake for babee, you say I can bake cake-vot you ] going do?"
 ''IEat the other cakes, guess, Katie" l said, trying hard to keep my voice from trembling, for I had almost childishly counted upon preparing my ] little lads first cake.
 Dot no good beeznis," Katie said decidedly. >'I tell you something's. Wy you no make cake, too, take it 10 | room, have babee birthday first cop i dere, den let heem coom for grand l mudders. But you have heem first feeX kitchen so you can coom, bake 1 dot cake right after brea kfast''
 "You're a dear Katie!" I said jov- ! ously, as the possibilities of her