Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1928-11-21

Of every evening when they went out
or had a crowd in.
Larry had to stay down and
work." said Byrd.
"Why, he told Fred, he had an
other" but Tiny checked herself in
time.
Another what?" asked Byrd Curl
ously.
Another matter on hand" Tiny
lied glibly. "Oh, | suppose he meant
some business or other"
Byrd left her basket and asked to
have il delivered.
She was depressed over the news
OF Margy's baby and that was why
she supposed she hadn't seen that
post right behind her. She backed
right into it and crushed a fender.
Byrd found Marcy working under
a nervous strain. She had succeed
ed however, in getting a young, in
experienced girl to help her.
"She can at least wash the dishes
and make the BEDS" said Marcy, in
a tired voice.
Marcy was holding Peter in her
arms. They looked almost numb,
thought Byrd, as IL Peter might roll
out of them any minute.
He cries whenever | put him
down." said Margy.
Byrd had her hat off in an instant.
I'm going to stay and help you,'
she said in a matter-of-fact voice.
And | know all about babies.
used to take caro- Of the twins when
they were small"
Byrd thrilled TO the indcscribably
delicious feeling OF holding that soft,
sweet lump of infinitesimal humanity
in her arms.
1--WE got some telephoning to do"
said Marcy, and hurried off.
Byrd examined Peter carefully.
lie didn't resemble that rose-leaf Of
a baby she had gazed at the other
day. His button Of a nose was still
upholstering his little yellow face,
but the face was drawn up rs IL in
pain. And the little cries that
escaped every little while were like
the bleatings Of a lost lamb.
Byrd's eyes suddenly filled with
tears. She realized that Peter was
a very sick baby, indeed.
The doctor came a little later, and
Byrd stayed in the room during the
conference. In the midst Of il, there
was an car-piercing scream and the
girl came hurrying in to say that
Joan had fallen off the porch and cut
her lip. Marcy rushed out.
This was Byrd's opportunity to
question the doctor. She asked II
the baby weren't quite i'll, and II
Marcy ought not to get a nurse.
1--we suggested II several times
Nc said. with burrows appearing be-
tween his straight, bushy eyebrows
Mrs. Duncan has insisted that she
could take care Of him now that she
has a maid"
Byrd shook her head.
"Then Mrs. Duncan said something
about expenses" DR.. Newcomb con
! tinued. "She talks as if she didn't
. dare incur"
"That's absurd" said Byrd. aax.
iously. "Please insist or IL. doctor
IL intend TO call Mr.. Duncan today
and tell him how sick the baby is
he replied. 81 should have taken the
matter into nv own hands"
Marcy came back. carrying Joan
whose under lip looked like a great
purple grape. The doctor looked a
il and said it was only a bruise.
BYRD carried Joan out u thc rum
Joan's eyes. still drenched with tears
we're now trimming with laughter Fl
the funny things Byrd was saying u
her ear.
Byrd gave Joan her bath. Little
icy-hot gusts Of longing SWEEP
through Byrd as Joan's clfin. soapy
little body slipped bubble-likC
through her fingers.
Joan went through all her antics
for Byrd's benefit. and just as shf
was standing on her head in tn
middle OF the bathtub, Marcy ar.
pe1red.
Jacks on the phone she said. il
a troubled voice. "Just because Or
Newcomb insists on a nurse, he
going to change doctors"
LET me talk to him. said BYRD
with a hard note in her voice.
"It's all right" she said a few min
utes later, coming back into tht
bathroom. Il certainly told him
thing or two"
But Byrd was uncomfortable NJ the
thaught that Jack would take he
word rather than the doctors %
Margy's. The obstinacy Of men
Byrd worked like a Trojan all day