The Waterbury Democrat., 1934-04-28

trolley-buS suddenly rumbled
changed.
Now and then car looked as
though it might turn in at the blue
stone drive of Richards house.
Each time the 5-year-old at the
window stiffened tensely. peerins
sidewise with wistful eagerness,
pretending he really was not ex
pecting anything.
Mothers ought not to stay away
so long, ever. Particularly when
the Dad would scarcely speak to
Richard any more. Once the lads
hated Scotchy nurse, Miss Rennie
had told him soberly enough to
watch for a big white ambulance
car. Mother would come riding
home in it. She would be all well
then. Hire brown eyes would be
open in love and understanding,
and she would fold her arms tight
about. her lonely little son.
Dads were all right; but they
were always, so busy and worried.
and half-angry. They did not have
time for little boys, like mothers
did.
A uOOT upstairs OPChSu' hSi =
came the sound of baby's fretful
cry, and q gurgle Of water in the
drain. Richard frowned. His bath
time now.
"Dick-ee! Dick-ee, Come up
stairs at once!"
That was Miss Rennie, nurse 10
Eloise and Richard. She had
Scotch ideas; and the hated kills
Richard wore suited those ideas
The boy loathed the kits and the
woman who made him wear them
A reluctant sound of acquies-
cence came from his lips, but he
did not Immediately respond. But
Miss Rennie was lever patient.
She shouted peremptorily. Defect
ed, wistful, mounting every stair
as though ten pound weights drag
ged upon the heels of his sandals,
Richard finally obeyed.
A Haggard James
BlaisdcIl Returned Home
A haggard James Blaisdell
reached home late that evening.
The dinner Miss Rennie had set in
the warm oven for him, before re-
firing, long since had gone cold.
He passed it up with q grimace.
For more than an hour he paced
up and down tn eyellow-spangled
Chinese rug.
The money part of it had been
fixed. Hugo Meyer, the eminent
neurologist, was even now on the
Bremen, irascibly leaving his char
ity clinic at the Allgemeine Kran-
kenhaus. To come all the way to
Chicago, which is in that Amerika
to work maybe forty minutes
with Weiss knife, scissors, probe,
on a woman item, one hun
dred thousand reichsmarken
Hurry"
That was the only word James
Baisdell spoke aloud. His long,
sinewy fingers curled. His fists
clenched. This broke him, took
and more. But everything would
desperate, gnawing hope it afforded
him for the woman he loved,
Martha!
A little later 'Blaisdell quietly
assembled the stairs, opened the
Then smiling wanly at the breath
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born snores of Miss Rennie, he
closed the door and crossed the
hall. p
Here was room with a single
bed. Light from the cluster of
street lamps at the corner of Gen.
trail and Washington shone through
the open window. The man saw
Richards face clearly. There were
tear courses on the cheeks.
"Darned kilts!" muttered the
boy aloud.
"Eh? What's that?" The man
bent lower over the bed.
Unexpectedly Richard sat up,
blinking. ooh, it's you, Daddy"
came the sleepy, glad cry. Rich
ards arms reached up to clasp
about his fathers shoulders. II
was so lonesome when Mother
didn't come, and-and had to
wear those darned kits! Old Miss
Rennie@"
"Kilts?" echoed Blaisdell vague
ly. Yes, come to think about it.,
he had noticed that his Scotch
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