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- v -y-4f-"y . :
She waVhungry 'for" the news vof
the other world she had left for
Rfcd Opud's sake, and 1 told her
tales that were- stale even in the
outposts of civilization from
yhicb I had'came.
,r"f do not know how long we
talkecf-'-of this person atjd tljat,
of now "the railroad .was creeping
int the West, of all fhe little
changes that had taken place. But
at, (ast I looked at her
'"And"you? I said: 2Would
yoij. choose the safiie way again?'
"She laughed,", and pointed at
the boy, whoJiad fallen asleep n
a little curled ball on tneground.
And her voice was full of the
mother's pride, as she asked me.
1'Have THY sisters, anv Set
ter?' "And then Red Cloud came in,
andT saw" the looklhat passed be
tween .them; and knew that she
indeed had phosen well."
(Donald MacGregor has writ
ten for Monday's Day Book an
other great short story entitled
"How Wrecker Morton GaveTJp
His Wickedness for a Couple 'of
Bonny plue Eyes")
q o -
'My engagement to Miss Pret
ty fot broken off because I stole
a kiss." Nonsense Miss Pret
ty would .never kick about a lit
tle "thing .like that." "But she
sure did. " I stole it from another
o o -GratBritain
$10,000,000 wot th of soap last
year. Why not. They hive the
Order-.of the Bath ove'r therei -
" THE-'MAGIC CLASP.
By Berton Braley.
He didn't like babies a bit.
"Of charm they had never"a
trace,'' - V"..
AlthbugVhe was freeto admit -They
were needed to keep up
But why people thought tliey
were "cute" "
Was $hat he could not under
stand," ' , r 5rv
And mothers all ' called hirti a
"brute," - 7 '
Till a baby fadk hold of Iris
hand. ' U '.'f1
He thriljedat the ,warm little
clasp - 0 , r
.With a feejing no -words 9cdn
And his voice which was- harsh,
as a rasp, f i
Grew softa's a maiden's caress.
And his eyes they -were glowing v
with light t
As the face of his cajitor, he
v scanned f ,
And his finger, clutched jsnugly
apd tight. -r r
Whenhe baby took hod of his,
hand. U , r
Was there ever a mortal bO vilp
That his heart wouldn't start in
Thai his lips wouldn't part in a
At the soft little fingers that
cling? - ' ' -
All life has no tenderer touch ,,
Nb lovelfer'thrili to coftnnanoV
Than the firm little, strong little
When a baby takes hold of your
---hand'!- - J i J