Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-10-10
An old.Fashioned Mother.

The Stuart living room was bright
with new cretonne- covered furniture
It made a charming background for the
three young women in colorful en-
sembles who were calling on Dorothy
Dorothy was the prettiest girl of the
four with that sweet, wistful new mys-
terry Of motherhood in her blue eyes. .
From the next room came faint
whimper. Dorothy Sprang up Hes
awake! I want you to see him."
That's what we came for" Peggy
Scott replied.
Dorothy ran into the next room
william Stuart, jr., lay in his crib warm
and rosy from his nap. Dorothy
thrilled as she reached into the soft nest
and lifted him out. pressing the round
head with its adorable golden fuz2
precious Sonny Boy!" she whispered
tenderly. She and the baby made a
triumphal parade into the living room.
He stared at the faces, which crowded
30 close to his. But his mothers arms
spelled protection, and so his pink lips
curled presently into friendly little
grin. At that Peggy Scott snatched
him.
For the next hour Junior was
handled kissed and cooed over. passed
from lap to lap. Anne Martin let him
hear her watch tick. Peggy Scott put
her hat on his head Just to see how cute
he looked peeping out from under the
brin. Lucia Dawes gave him taste of
candy. The three visitors played peek
a-boo with him. Then they tickled him
to see him Squirm. More kissing and
fondling. Dorothy made no attempt to
stop the performance. Not for worlds
would these gay new friends OF hers
harm her baby. It pleased her to have
fhara find him irreSiStihle If waS
only when Junior. exhausted from much
mauling. began to howl that she took
him back to her own bosom. Then the
firls scampered away. They had en-
joyed the dainty toy, but human mite
that gave vent to real rage was too
much for them.
Junior had a bad night. William
and Dorothy were up a good many
times with him. In the morning Doro-
thy was too tired to rise and get
Williams breakfast. He made a mess
Of his own coffee and egg and went
away to his work out OF humor.
Dorothy's work dragged all day.
Junior was cross Her baking did not
turn out well. In the afternoon she
had more callers. Again Junior had
to be placed on exhibition. He looked
lovely with his pink cheeks and spaTkl-
ing blue eyes.
That night William brought an old
friend home to dinner. Dorothy was
caught unawares. It wasn't a good
meal. "Steak tougher than tripe," Will
Ham muttered, as he sawed away.
Dorothy'S face Redeemed and her lips
grew tight. She brought Junior in and
he made up for a great deal. Mr..
Torrell was q bachelor who Is supposed
20 have an easy way with babies. He
bounced Junior, took him to ride on
his toe, made comical faces at him
and startled him by putting two fingers
in his own mouth and blowing upon
them as a whistle.
"a baby's a nice thing" said Mr..
Terrell, at last tossing Junior into his
mothers lap. He himself was quite
tired and his pink bald pate shone with
his exertion.
Makes a home" commented Will
liam, eying the combination of mother
and child with proudly possessive air.
He isn't bit sleepy yet" Dorothy
complained. Look, Billy! Isn't he
cute? He's trying to peek-a-boo with
you'll"
william slapped his hands and made
little leaps at Junior as If he were going
to nab him. Junior keeled over on his
mothers lap, licked his pink feet and
squealed. Ten minutes of this delicious
fun.
Nov he's got to go to bed" Dorothy
said firmly. But Junior wasn't ready
for bed. He protested Justify. He flung