The Bozeman courier. (Bozeman, Mont.) 1919-1954, 1927-09-09
published by special aFrangement with The
Chicago Tribune Syndicate)
IN TWO PARTs-PART TWO
THE STORY so FAR

- 4lAA40AAr AA&a 90 - 1N@EL @-@11 1@0@N
a maiden lady Of IS years, who enjoys poor
health. Her illness is all Of an imaginary
nature and she lives a lonely and secluded
life. She is always bothering the doctor
with hurried calls of no Importance. One
foggy night, hen DR.. O'Flynn is returning
home from a professional visit to Miss
Corkran, he finds a baby in a doorway on
his street, and with 1t is a tin Of salmon.
Abandoned babies are not new in the doc
tors life, and he picks it VI and takes it
to his home, where it is cared for by Norah,
his servant.
And now the story
This was quite a different. proposition.
This was a Slum baby.
Now, people in the slums don't desert
their babies. They do all sorts Of other
things, but they don do that, and
O'Flynn must a been blind, absolute
ly blind for h moment, to have been
led astray as he was. Blind, or anyhow
half blinded, by the great new idea that
had suddenly seized him.
Here was a creature that God had put
in his hands, a human life in the bud, a
fine, strong boy that might live to be a
university man or a captain OF armies, or
might live to be an outcasG brought up
by the parish and ending, maybe, as a
laborer or jailbird.
It all depended IN his decision.
"Norah," said he, fetch me down that
old tin bath in the attic and bring up a
can of hot water and a towel. I'll hold
the child. After that you can fetch me
the little old soft blanket you'll ind IN
the chest in my bedroom. Don't be ask
ing questions, n while you're giving
him his bath, I'll nip down to the sur
gerry and polish OF the patients"
Two hours later a taxi drove up to
Cunningham Mansions, and OFlynn, a
bundle under his ARM, knocked at the
door of the Corkran fat.
MARGARET opened to him.
Here's your dog" said he, left at me
door by the Holy Virgin herself. Not a
word out Of you. Take it into her and
tell her you found it on the door mat
and itu sleep till h morning, and the
Lord have mercy on your souls if you
don't treat it like a Christian"
".
There is nothing like decision when
you are dealing with women. Had
OFlynn been a weak man or a man not
Of the order TO which he belonged, he
might have been arguing with Margaret
still, and this story would never nave
been written. As it was, he left her
bludgeoned, with the baby in her arms
and an order to let him know chow she
takes to it,"
But the strongest minded man cannot
destroy the small worry that bores like a
termite and that comes very often in the
form of an afterthought.
He had got into bed shat night with
the satisfied feeling that comes Of a days
work we'll done, and he was congratulate
ing himself on the last stroke.
1t was one of those things that rarely
come to a mans hand. The woman
wanted that which all women want, con-
sciously or subconsciously, a child. JUS
as a hen will take to a porcelain egg, she
had taken to a dog; this was the rea.
thing if she would only, so to speak, st1
on it. His knowledge Of women and life
told him that most probably she would
oh, it was a curious and grand bust
ness entirely; he ran it all over in hi;
mind as he lay there in the dark befor'
closing his eyes-and then, and not til
then, came the small worry that haC
been waiting to trip him.
Funny thing, that tin Of salmon. VIVA
did the unfortunate creature who hat
left the baby mean by leaving a tin o
salmon with it?
HOLY Mike! it couldn't be that she'C
| left them both to be come back for! Non
! sense, where was the sense in a thin
like that?
Carriers. the shop next door, sold sal
mon. The poor round about had thre
grand passions in the way Of food, sal
mon, sardines, and fried fish and chips
) Could she have been to Carriers, bough
the salmon, and then left the baby an
; it whilst she went or for something else
Nonsense, there was no other shop near
by, and even if there was, no woman i
her senses would do a thing i k thai
And if she had she would surely hav
e knocked at the door to ask, or n polio
would. Well, there was not use in both
ering over an insoluble problem and, Xix
: a sensible man, he turned the worr
down and went to sleep.
y v.
O'Flynn never read the papers, or onl
the Freeman's Journal, sent him eve
d week by an aunt n Dublin, so he di
not see q paragraph in next morning
! Daily Mail relative to a baby lost by MI
McGinnis of Conway street, w. Sal
: baby having been taken out by Noreel
. an elder sister, from whom 1T had bee
snatched by a tall man with a long blac
beard. Noreen, according to the Dali
y Mail reporter, being a child Of ten year
and her INT and tale confused ar
contradictory.
OFlynn saw nothing of all this ar
heard nothing Of it, for his rapid cas-
and panel practice brought no gossipe
lie to his consulting room. The only repo
= that reached him was a scrawl from Ma
y garet received next evening, four wor'
in pencil on a half sheet of note pape
= She's took to it."
= He left it at that, well satisfied
q leave it at that, and days passed and
week SllppeQ by ana a week on Top
II that, till one Friday Norah burst in {
te him.
"That baby" said Norah. "It's M
McGinnis', down in Conway street,"
n What baby?" asked OFlynn, who "
& in his shirt sleeves, unpacktng SOL
" drugs.
= what babyP-why the child you to-
of to Miss Corkran'sl I read be char
&c not two minits ago, from Mrs. Straha1
2. when I went to get the pitatoes, an
says she, wild her big google eyes weight
~ them out, That poor Mrs. McGinni
= says she, never a word or whisper sh
heard yet Of her baby What baby?' SO
re I. Why, h baby she lost says 81
a that was snatched from young More
- by a big man with a black beard, b
cess to him, 1T and a tin Of salmon t
= creature had bought and was fetch
home TO her mother-sure, where hs
an you been that you haven't heard talk
it.
- "'Mindin' me own business says
and two more pitatoes In the pan, plea
~ to turn the scale She and her Cog
- eyes, talkin' to distract me with her shi
weights-and back I come hotfoot to I
K you"
pc. OFlynn scratched his head.
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