The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1923-10-04

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.'C'n have 3 drink, Inom?"
Rosemary bent over her son.
puhhine back the thick hair from
his forehead. running her hand
along the ereases Of his neck.
clasping a small hand.
''You old Iukgins, you" shs
said tendsrIy, . happy catch in
her voice. You're In q fine IT.
tie persptration. and that's good
bye TO Mr.. Fever."
She sat down upon the edge or
the bed, and eslt, through the
opening Of his night.s1irt, the
thin rtbb5 chest ana small arm
pits. Her lips parted IN : aatis-
lied smile, and her eyes siistsned.
You're duck. do you know
that, EaI Baldwin,: . downy duck,
and you're mothers darIingl''
She kissed him warmly, press-
Ing HIS moist soft cheek against
her lips and cheak.
''F9ave been q good boy?" he
aSked. puzzled bg his mothers
emotion, anxious for any chance
commentator.
You're an angel. ana you're
going TO b an ven soon. ana
50 play hunt Mellon TO lais.Iaifs
with Sam and Patsy Requa.
mai" she said ii . changed
voice, anxiousiy studying his
face. '.ycn win Be careful shout
what you ct when you're wen
aeainf Nothing between msals.
not one blessed thing without
mothers pernislOh. I don't care
what the other boys at. You're
different, and you cannot 80
The adEnonition continued earn.
estIy for some n1iRutes. and then.
Rosemary kissed the smooth
warm cheek once more. straight
ened the ru1npled sheet. adjusted
shades. brought 8 drink ana his
welI-bslovsd stuffed bear, before
she disappeared kitchsnward to
hurry supper. which would be,
she sAw with q Coincidence stricken
glance ct the clock, half an hour
late.
Enter the Child.
Il Vas aftsr 8 when che heard
sammy and pie father CONS in.
Harry went 10 his room to wash
and change. but the small boy
burst sxeltsaly into the kitchen.
Look. Motb see what I gotr'
He brandleted . bipa teethsr
triumphantly between his fingers.
HE wxs IN the orchard and /
sneaked up On him. ana popped
him good. I Hit him all right.
because when Ne flew, ne dfopped
the feather"
You don't. shoot at anything
but blue jays, DO yon, Sam?''.
Rosemary. intent upon her boiling
stew. inquired anxiously. She
could never reconcile herself 70
the boys use OF their air guns.
Harry claimed that blue Joys ase
the fruit. and that ground Sqi1ir-
rels stripped the young trees Of
their leaves; the boys were per-
nitted TO direct their aim against
either OF these orchard pests, but
shooting at other small forms Of
life was tabooed. Yet when sam
had brought his mother HIS first
bright blue trophy, with its sleek
plumage, holding II up for her ad-
miration, she had not only been
moved to pity for the slain bird
with its bloody bill, but had besn
deeply troubled by q feeling that
her oldest had been somehow con-
taminAtsd. Her husband told her
she was too tender.hearted, and
she had been persuaded not 10
press her protest, bit, though
nothing further was said, she was
not satisfied. Z
Sammy, with eager vshemence,
assured her she had no quarrel
with him, addine he never forgot
the other condition upon which
he was permitted to have his gum
This was to count five before he
pulled the trigger. considering in
the interval what else beside the
target wns within the line OF aim.
He spoke with his customary ex.
cited speech. tunbling his words
together. pausIng asbsgrudsed in.
slant, now and then. TO catch a
hasty breath. 1
do speak more slowly, Sam"
'sure. Moth-1'n try TO-"
(To BE Continued Tom6rrowl