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For the first time, a flash came
into the girl's dull eyes. She
lifted her head a little, and looked
at the reporter.
"And I was not a bad girl," she
cried. "I was not a bad girl.
There was just the one slip, and I
thought I thought he was al
ways so gentle and kind, you see
that I thought perhaps he would
marry me. But he went away in
The girl laid back on the bed.
Her breath came faster. A little
spot of color showed in each pale
cheek. There was a. long silence.
Then her voice came, gently,
crooningly, from the bed.
"I should like," she said, "to
be a mother again. I should like
to feel a little body close and
warm against mine. I should like
to hear the faint, hurt cries. I
should like to be a mother again."
And the man the police are
looking for him.
THESE GRIPPY DAYS
Written for The Day Book by Berton Braley.
I care not that in Mexico the cannon boom, the sabers drip,
I'm sad enough with my own woe, I have the grippe. You say that
ocean tempests blow and threaten many a gallant ship? No thought
upon it I bestow I have the grippe.
The Turks and Bulgars to and fro may struggle at a lively clip,
no sign of interest I show, I have the grippe. Has Morgan cornered
all our dough? Has John D. got us on the hip? Well, what care I
if that be so? I have the grippe.
Let lakes and rivers overflow, let trains go smash on every trip,
let grafters come and grafters go, I have the grippe. The course
of justice may be slow, deserving satire, roast and quip, it doesn't in
terest me. though ! I have the grippe.
Inaugurations, war and snow, big news and little news I skip,
only one single thing I know, I have the grippe. When I am well
my heart's aglow, my sympathy to all I slip, but now all man
kind's my foe I have the grippe.
I ache from crariium to toe, much purple language leaves my lip,
my fever's high, my spirits low, I have the grippe! I'm sad as Ed
gar Allan Poe. or as a chicken with the pip ; I say again you get me,
bo? I have the grippe!
Mrs. Miggs Yes, most of the
servants are as independent and
as impertinent as they can be!
Now, I believe it's best to take a
young country girl and train her
in the way she should" go, and
then - Mrs. Biggs And then
she goes !
House Hunter -But whenever
there's a flood I should think the
water would always come right
up to the house. Agent Possi
bly, sir. But there are precious
few properties where you can get
fishing from the diningroom window.