rr OMMY-TItOT,” christened
**^'*"^' Thomas Trotwood Birney,
sprawled on the table at
his father’s elbow. He was
engaged in printing some
thing which he carried
about with him. “It’s an
awful hard job, ain’t it,
daddy? But I guess gentle
mans has to do it anyway, don’t we?"
“What’s that, Sir Thomas?” asked
his father, glancing up from his book.
“Why, the New Year res-o-lution
thing,” answered Tommy as he labo
riously put on some finishing touches.
"Pretty big word, that. What about
nr
"Yep, but then I don’t say it much.
It’s sort of like a bet. You bet you do
or you bet you don’t. An’ I’m going to
bet I do.” And Tommy closed his book
on a little fat finger and climbed on
bis father’s knee.
! “And what is it you’re betting you'll
do, Busterkins?” smiled his father,
rumpling up the boy's brown curls.
The child was unusually serious; he
looked intently at his father. “I’m
Agoing to see nbout getting a lady for
tour home, daddy. I’m so tired being
wivout one. I—I want a muvver, dad
dy—a muvver is so handy.” And try
as he might to make his declaration
very matter of fact, Tommy-Trot’s
chin quivered and he hid his face on
his father’s shoulder.
Mr. Birney laid aside his pipe and
for a full long minute said nothing.
"So that’s your New Year’s resolution,
Engaged in Printing Something.
is it, old man, to get us a lady for our
home?" He somehow could not say
the word mother lightly, though it had
been five long years since Tommy’s
mother died. “It would be nice. Have
you found any one, spoken to any one
yet?”
“I’d like to have the lady wiv the
shiny eyes that takes me to school
mornings,” admitted Tommy. “I asked
her once was she a muvver, and she
said no, just only a little boy’s aunt.
I spect she’s so busy being a aunt that
she wouldn’t have any time to be a
muvver,” and the child sighed deject
edly. “I wisht you’d ask her daddy.
Won’t you?”
"Why, I don’t know Miss Woodhurn,
old man.” The father smiled a little
ruefully as he remembered that he had
thought to strike up an acquaintance
through the child, but Miss Woodburn
had coldly repulsed him, though she
had long been a fast friend of Tom
my’s, stopping for him to slip his hand
into hers as she hurried to her schools
room, which was in the same building
as the kindergarten. “I think we have
pretty good times together, after all.
•Shall daddy be the bear tonight?"
“I’m most afraid I’m sick, daddy,”
murmured the boy; “I spect I’d better
go to bed.”
Mr. Birney gathered Tommy-Trot up
solicitously and prepared him for bed.
“I wisht your lap fitted me better,
daddy. I’m going to get the New Year
lady’s lap to fit like Benny Jones’
muvver’s does,” complained the child,
drowsily.
The next morning Miss Grace Wood
burn slackened her pace, expecting
Tommy to come running as usual, then
she retraced her steps, walking slowly
past the house. The door swung open
and Mr. Birney, coatless, an apron
tied about his neck, frantically ex
plained that Tommy-Trot was very
sick with the croup, that the doctor
was trying to get a nurse, but he
feared the child would die before they
could get help, as the woman who kept
their cottage was away.
Fortunately Miss Woodburn had
taken a first-aid course; also, in her
strenuous business of being an aunt,
she had helped to take little Nephew
Peter through a very severe attack of
croup. She knew that every minute
was precious. She began drawing off
her gloves and unfastening her wraps
as she hastened after Mr. Birney. She
telephoned her assistant to take her
place till further orders, then ronehed
out her hand for the apron. Lovingly
febe bent over Tommy-Trot, who held
out his hand to her; deftly she
I smoothed his pillow, asking quick
questions ns to doctor’s orders and
showing the bewildered father how to
follow them, all the time talking in
soothing, comforting little sentences
to the child. ‘We re good pals, aren’t
we. Tommy? And we’re going to have
some awfully good times together,
aren’t we? And will you make a bar
gain with me? When my little Peter
kins was sick he did just what I want
ed him to do. Will you do that, dar
ling? If you will you may call me
Aunt Grace, just ns he does. Will you,
dearest?”
“Rawer call you muvver,” whis
pered the child hoarsely.
The color flooded Miss Woodburu’s
face, but with a little life hanging in
the balance there was no time to hesi
tate. “All right, little man, It’s a bar
s' < .< ■ It ..
“Rawer Call You Muvver,"
gain and you’ll take the bad medicine
Just as If it were good."
Patiently she worked, sending the
grateful father flying on errands, or
telephoning the doctor to ask for fuller
directions. No man has any concep
tion of a woman’s resourcefulness till
he sees her trying to save the life of
some one dangerously ill. Mr. Thomas
Birney watched, fascinated, the move
ments of this highly competent young
woman who seemed never to give him
a thought except to order him about.
Noon came—the afternoon was almost
spent before the child was sleeping
calmly in her arms, the crisis passed.
“We’ve won 1” she announced to the
father, "and if you will get me a glass
of hot milk I will be very grateful.'1
“I’m ashamed not to have thought
of that myself,” he told her remorse
fully as he hurried to obey. When he
returned she tried to dispatch him to
get himself something to eat.
“I’d rather not,” he assured her; "I
do not think I could eat. I only want
to make you understand how much I
appreciate what you have done for me
and Tommy-Trot. We’ll be your de
voted slaves from now on and Tom
my’s father will run him a close race,
Miss Woodburn."
“It was mighty fortunate that I re
membered that I had promised to stop
for him,” she said quietly. “But I think
now that you had better get your din
ner at once and then I will run home
for mine when you return.” Her tone
brooked no argument, although Mr.
Birney much preferred to look at the
picture of her holding his sleeping
child than to eat.
Shortly after Miss Woodburn had
her dinner Mr. Birney, in distress, tele
phoned that Tommy had awakened
and was crying hysterically for her.
Would she come and stay a little while
and get him to take one more dose of
medicine? Hastily putting on her
wraps, Miss Woodburn started for the
Birneys', taking with her an old nurse
who she knew would stay with Tommy
for the night.
“You pwomised me!” he wailed.
“You shan’t go back to Peter; I’ll
fwash him!”
Abashed, but smiling, Miss Wood
burn soothed the child, who clung to
her till she assured him over and over
again that she would return in the
morning, and Mrs. Brown would stay
till she came back. When Tommy-Trot
was finally quieted for the night, Mr.
Birney insisted on taking Miss Wood
burn home, and It seems that most of
the time was spent in telling her about
his family and his prospects, as though
he felt it necessary that she should be
thoroughly acquainted with his biog
raphy. Next day he made the ac
quaintance of her father and repeated
the story and much more about him
self and Tommy-Trot. And as Tommy
soon learned the way to the Wood
burns’ also the neighbors are wonder
ing whose courtship Is the most
ardent, Mr. Birney’s or Tommy-Trot’s.
But certain It is that Miss Grace
Woodburn Is to be the New Year lady
in the Birney home.
(Copyright, 1919, by McClure Newspaper
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