The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1926-01-29
Every Man Is in Love With His Ste
nOgrapher-Or His StenOgraher Is
in Love With Him, Says a Student
Of Human Nature,

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news. Flossie said to Mary
Rose suddenly Something won
derful'
Mary Rose looked at her and
saw that something rather won.
derful had happened to Flossie.
Something that had given her
face a sweetness and soft visit
fulness that it never had had be-
fore Something that made her
flush and laugh with a kind OF
nervous embarrassed happiness
under her sisters eyes.
eYes--it's true" she said. : m
going TO have a baby
Mary Rose sat up in bed ana
put both arms around her, and
they chung together-closer IN
spirit than they ever had been
in all their lives.
Flossie spoke again in a voice
that was muffled by Mary Roses
shoulder: SANS so tickled that
he could jump over the moon.
We've only known about ii for
a few days.
IT never expected Flossie Mid
dleton to be like this over the
prospect of baby" Mary Rose
confessed to her mother that
night, when FlosSie and her pa
theticaIly proud young husband
had tate.i themselves, off home.
II thought she'd raise an awful
ru1npus if anybody even sug-
gested that she have a baby.
Life Is Tanner
Mrs. Middleton gave comfort
able little laugh, "Ol1, nature takes
care of these things, always
she said. THE minute a baby is
born. you'd be- surprised to know
what mother-love is born with It
In the heart of the woman who
brings at into the world! You
list wouldn't believe it, j sup
pose # i told you that when /
was xouEg, I was just such a
wild vaung thing as Flossie.
locking at her. Mary Rose
eouldn,f Eelieve it. 1t was inn
possible to think of her mother.
with her quiet eyes and plain
hands OF gray hair, as ever hav-
ing been young and beautiful and
nysaway like Flossie.
Life tames us all, said Mrs.
Middleton. Just give 1t time
Mary Rose felt as II ii had
tanned her already. Since Tom s
death, she had not been able TO
thi7I: Of going out TO look for a
new job She couldn't bear to
think of facing people again.
And ret she knew that she
had to do it-and soon, too. For
there was not much money in
the savings account at the bank.
Not much more than a couple of
hundred dollars
I'm start out next Monday and
see what I can land she made
up her mind.
On the afternoon of New Year
Day. as Mary Rose stood at the
bay window of the little brown
house. Mrs. Fitzroy's big black
: Conqueror car rolled smoothly
down. the street and stopped at
the curb.
Ito, the Japanese chauffeur. got
out and came up the front walk
with a black4edged letter in his
gauntleted hands.
1t was from Mrs. F'ftzroy.
Dear Mary Rose" it read
''rhe doctor and / wonder if you
and your mother will come over
to have tea with us. 1t is very
lonely here for US, and perhaps
you are feeling Toms absence
just as keen1y as we are on this
holiday. Ito will drive you over.
Affectionately yours Maria Van
Nault Fitzroy."
An hour later. Mary Rose was
sitting in the doctors study with
him while her mother and Mrs.
Fifzroy had a cup OF tea over
the fire in the warm, rose-scented
library Of the big luxurious house.
Invitation
THE huose seems empty with
out the boy" DIR. Fitzroy sad
presently. not looking up from
the flames that flickered in the
.:ratel
Maiy Rose nodded. silently.
She noticed how much whittier the
hair on the doctors temples seemed
to be than ever before, and how
deeply the lines about his eyes
and mouth had etched themselves
this last week. For the first time
since she had known him, he
struck her as being old-old and
broken.
He cleared his throat. and went
on talking: You know. Mary
Rose, no one ever quite takes the
place of a son III q mans life
He has his wife and his career