Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-12-21

contented and quiet, his big eyes wandering
about the dim interior Of the stable, his golden
hair cleaning around his little head.
May I take him IN and battle him while
you rest?" asked Sarah, oddly aware Of the
feeling that she was presumptuouSly requesting
an infinite privilege. TT have beautiful
swaddling bands that were my own little ones"
May Jehovah reward your kindness" re-
piled the girl with smile Of such sweetness
that Sarah felt already many times blessed II
had expected to be home again wen before he
came"
with the sense of one who has been highly
favored Sarah knelt to adjust the blanket more
warmly around the baby before she gathered
him into her arms and, wrapping her rich silk
veil over all, set out on her short journey back
to the inn.
Wont you be torturing yourself doing this,
my love?" Nathan demonstrated anxicusly as.
apprised by the servants he met her in the
passageway with her burden.
But Sarah shock her head mo- Nathan"
she answered. And found that she could smile.
This child in some strange fashion makes me
feel that have our own again"
Passing on to their own apartment, she sat
down for a moment on . low stool holding the
baby wrapped as he was IN the blanket, against
her breast The touch of the beautiful strong
little body warmed the very core of her sore
heart casting out bitterness and rebellion in .
manner at which Sarah herself marveIed.
But there was much to do for him, and pad
ding the table with voluminOus white shawl,
soft and richly embroidered, she laid him upon
while she gathefed together the unguents ana
fine clothes that she needed
There were plenty, alas! For the finest and
richest Of materials had been purchased only
that day for the final annointing of her own
child for his last sad journey tomorrow. But
little Nathan, stin and cold, had less need Of
them row than this other baby, strong, warm
and living, and Sarah made use Of the expen-
sive things with a lavish hand.
"A baby rose you are, my little prineeH' she
Whispered as she covered him again with the
blanket preparatory to searching out the FIRST
swaddling bands Of little Nathan. But even as
sine wrapped the blanket more securely around
the little form, gazing Down upou the golden
head that shone with such wonderful brightness
IN the nickering light Of the lamp, she hesitated.
60 henutiful q babyI And these new swad-
e. ding bands for little Nathan's burial were
70 Mne-cobweb linen or the softest of silk
almost good enough for a child like thisI
"You shall have them Mttle lordt' she said.
And she drew them fron their box, 50 hne
That her fingers hardly felt them, so white that
they fairly shone in the lamplight
Her hands were trembling as she wound the
soft lengths upon the little form. but through
boundless consolation The busying Of
herself with . familiar tAsk, perhaps.
she had reached the door Of the room, the
hlamles-wrnpped ehild In her arms, On her way
hack % fkle stable. when, bethinking herself Of
ssne nteIe comforts for the mother. she laid
the stranger baby gently On the bed by the cold
form Of her own child. @s
A she did 50, one sturdy pink fist was flung
out and rested for an instant on the stil heart
Of little Nathan ere Sarah drew It back and
tucked 70 FIRMLY into the blanket again. 10 was
but moment till she gathered him into her