Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1921-04-11

tie downy head against the bars OF
his crib and stared unSmilingly at
her. She would run to the nursery
the instant she arrived hom, her
eager. "How's my boy?" making the
baby crow, and struggle to reach her,
his coach in the park, and give him
her purse or parasol handle with
which to play. Often old Mary, the
nurse, would sec Mrs. Gregory pick
up a pair of tiny white shoes that
still bore the imprint Of the fat little
feet. and touch them to her lips, or
catch a crunrpled little linen coat
from the drawer, and bury her face
In it for a moment.
Even in his tiny b%abyhood he was
companionable to his mother, Rachae.
even consenting to the plan Of takina
him to Home Dunes in June, al
though by this arrangement she saw
Warren only at weekend intervals
until the doctors vacation came in
August. When he am down, and
the big a honked at the gate. she
invariably had the baby in her arms
when she came to meet him.
Hello, Daddy. Here we are! How
are you. dearest?" Rachael would
say, adding. before he could answer
her: We want you to notice our
chic Italian socks. Doctor Gregory;
how's that for five months? Take
him. Greg! Go to Daddy, Little Mis-
teri"
"All very we'll, but .how's my wife? ?"
Warren Gregory m~ight.Iask, kissing
her over the baby's bobbing head.
Lovely! Do you know that your
son weighs fifteen pounds-isn't that
a1~nazing?" Rachael would hang on
his free arm, in happy wifely fashion,
as they went back to the house.
Want to go with me to London %
when they were back in town.
Why not Mars?", she asked placid
ly, putting a fresh. stiff dress over
Jimmy's head.
mo. but I'm serious. my dear GIRL,
Warren Gregory said surprised.
Butt don't understand you,
What about Jim?"
why, leave him here with Mary,
We won't be gone four weeks."
Rachael smiled. but it was an IN
easy, almost an affronted, smile.
couldn't: l would simply worry my.
self sick."
II don't see Why. The child would
be perfectly safe. George is right
here if anything happened"
"Georse-but George isn't hi,
mother" Rachael fell silent, bttirs
her lip. 4 little shadow between her
brows. What is 1.-THE conyen-
tion?" she presently asked. DO you
have t o go?"
at isn't absolutely necessary.
Warren said dryly. But this was
enough for Rachael, who opened the
subject that evening when George
and Alice Valentine were there.
George, does Warren have to &c
to this London convention, or what.
ever it is?"
Not necessarily" smiled .Docto,
Valentine. Why, doesn't he want te
go"' :,
Il don't want him to sor' Rachael
asserted.
1T would be . ssnssless risk te
take that baby across the ocean
Alice contributed. and no more wa
said of the possibility then or at an,
other time, to Rachael:s great con.
tent.
But when the winter season wa
well begun, and jimmy delicious il
bis d%inainuttve fura. Doctor Cresor,
and his wife had a serious talk, lat.
on a snowy afternoon, and Rachae
realized then that her husband hat
been carrying a slight sense o
grievance over this matter for man,
weeks.
He had come in 1t stx o.e,ock, ant
half an hour later. whom Rachae
came into his drsesins-room. He,
hair had been dressed, and under hel
white silk wrapper her eeld alipperl
and stockings were vtaable, but ehl
seemed dttncltnsd to auish hel
Awful bore" III. sa!a, smiling. q.