The Washington times., 1935-08-10

TO MIN. S1o seemed SO 1Ed4
The nurse came in. ooh,
come, come, you'll have to go
now, Mr.. Riley. You mustn't
cry. dear. You have a lovely
baby. Your husband had been
here all night. kneeling by your
bedside. It was too touching
for words. He was only five
minutes too late to see you.
Come, come, that's no way for
the lovely little mother Of a
lovely little baby girl to act"
Walter went blindly out of
the room, his last glimpse Of
H ellen was of her Sobbing
weakly.
CHAPTER xxx
Spring was a miracle of flow
ers and fresh green grass. The
first day the massive English
pram was wheeled into the
sunny corner Of the open porch,
the first crocuses had pushed
their heads bravely about. DAT
fodils and jonquils burst into
bloom and the borders of the
garden were covered with the
heavenly blue Of forget-me-nots.
Helen spent most Of the time
on the sun porch from which
she could see Anton working in
the garden. The sun porch was
q bower Of flowers.
Miss Fredericks brought little
Grace in for her feeding.
THE prettiest flower Of the
lot" she announced cheerily as
she placed the baby in Helen's
arms. Helen lay on the glider
among the pillows. The beauty
and graciousneSS Of the green
earth, whose fragrance came
to her nostrils through the
open windows, filled her with
an ecstacy that was almost
pain. The days grew cold
again, of course, and the brave
crocuses were pelted with hail,
but Helen felt as if she had
been born anew in a world
whose beauties and glories she
had. in her previous life, never
known.
In May, Helen felt as if the
earth could give forth no
greater beauty. The weeping
willow trees that bordered the
pool were pale green and their
lacy branches fell from their
limbs like the draperies of tall
slim dancers. The forsythia
bushes were balls Of solid gold.
The fruit trees were heavy
with blossoms and the ground
beneath was showed over with
petals.
COntented Days
The days passed in a dream.
A contentment, q fulfillment of
her whole being possessed
Helen. The outside world no
longer existed.
Here over the meadows hung
the golden sheen Of early sum-
mer. The baby slept peace
fully in her pram. The white
figured form Of Miss Fredericks
was charming against the
green. Helen was suffused
with love. She Rugged Miss
Fredericks out Of the sheer
necessity for embracing a hui
man form. Afternoons Helen
squandered happily in antici-
patton Of walters Homecoming.
They had both decided to
forget that night when he went
away. They never alluded to
1t. It might never have hap
pened.
Then in the middle Of June,
one Friday evening, Walter,
without warning, brought
Stella back with him. He was
nervous and apologize. Helen
knew by the ruts in his fore
head that he had not wanted
to bring her but had been I'm.
able to say no.
"You said she might come"
he whispered desperately to
Helen as Stella was changing
her dress. poor kid, she's all
broken up. She's lost her baby.
She's closed her apartment and
has been staying at mothers"
eyes, I did say so, Walter"
she admitted quietly. Then i'm.
pulsively: Poor thing. She
looks dreadful. I am sorry for
her"
you're a darling" Walter
kissed her gratefully. eyes,
she's aged terribly. She's
changed too, Helen. You'll find
her much softer and subdued.
All her old high spirits gone.
She won't be any trouble. You
don't really mind, do you,
Helen?"
She rumpled his thick black
hair. mo, not very much.
After all, 1t isn't her fault.
She's to be pitied. I'll do all