The Waterbury Democrat., 1935-01-23
HOME FURNISHING IS SIMPLTFIED

| heuudliWOOu WHen put you out Millicent told her mother, on the way home.
 Tt won't do any good" Mrs Ken dall said. "Your grandfather is terribly hard-headed." She added complacently. When realized Peter and Ann were so much in love l became reconciled to their marriage. And l must say she's a very sweet girl"
 MIllicent found her grandfather alone, sitting before the fire. She thought he looked tired, older. But there was fire in his glance when she said, "Ann's back from the hos | pital."
 "Ridiculous, ever going there. !" he growled. All this business of hospitals, clinics, nurses, diets for a baby. Civilizations gone soft. my dear"
 He's a nice baby" MiIlicent said, batting the wrinkled hand. ''Wouldn't you like to see him :? He's a perfect Kendall"
 NO; I've said l wouldn't go. and He's exactly like you" "Humph. Stum and nonsense" Hes got the same kind of chin. I'll bet my hat he'll be stubborn youngster."
 Ann had wakened from a long sleep. She heard voices and steps on the stair.
 The door opened and Peter stood there, grinning happily. Beside him stood an elderly man with under shaggy brows. The fierce eyes softened as they travelled from Ann's lovely, wistful face to the small, white bed close by. Grandfather Kendall!" Ann said a little breathlessly, "I'm so glad you've come"
 The old man came over to the bed and stood for moment, star ing down at Ann, taking the hand she held out to him. Suddenly he stopped and kissed her forehead.
 Peter" he said, sternly, "why didn't you tell me you had wife like this? You young idiot" Peter saw there were tears in his grandfather's eyes. The old man wiped them away surrepti- tiously with his handkerchief. You wouldn't have believed me if I had told you she was an angel"
 T might have thought you were slightly exaggerating." The old mans eyes were twinkling. Ann, I've been an old fool-"
 We were silly not to come out and kidnap you" Ann's shining eyes met his. Now that you're here, we're going to keep you long time"
 I sort of thought of that my self. I brought satchel with few things"
 Good old scout" said Peter. wen put you in the south wing where your great-grandson' hymn to the morning won't dis turb your slumbers. There. listen to him. Won't your"
 The small head, covered by golden down, stirred against the white pillow.
 Peter the Third had opened his eyes. His tiny fists began beating the air. There was lusty. indig- nant wall.
 He stopped, lifted the Laby into his arms and sat down with him, rocking back and forward in the big chair.
 Peter the Thirds face relaxed, his tiny fists uncurled, his blue eyes stared up at the old man. He was the picture of perfect serenity.
 "Yes, he's exactly like me-" his great-grandfather said. The worlds fine when he's having his way"
 Peter the Third was sleeping again. Peter the First had re- tired to the big livable room across the hall.
 Peter the second had returned, after a long, comradely talk with his grandfather, and now was sit- ting not far from Ann, reading. There was a look of unutterable happiness and contentment on his
 Ann was lying in bed, eyes wide, too happy for sleep.
 They were all together in this lovely home that she and Peter had built. Life was wonderful Nothing was quite so wonderful as life!
 When Peter spoke her name, her heart always beat a little fas- ter.
 There is moon tonight like the one the wise men saw" Peter said. "A crescent moon. Ana close to IL DrlSnt, clear star" Lets see" He lifted her in his arms, threw q robe about her, and carried her to the window where she could | see the dark arc of the sky, the | shining slender crescent and the big. bright star.
 Ann was thinking of the baby that lay in 8 manager so, many hun dreds of years before. Of her own baby sleeping in his white, small bed. -t.
 "A little child shall lead them" she whispered, her face pressed against Peters shoulder. His lips found hers. Three make a world" said Peter.
 -Four" corrected Ann happily. Don't forget we've adopted grandfather" THE END