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By ESTHER VANDEVEER
There are all sorts o f persons In the
world, both men and women. Those
who have un abnormal development of
some kind are usually called cranks.
Miss Clara Bedford was one of these.
There was no ism too radical for her.
One o f her idiosyncrasies was antag
onism to man. Man had kept woman
under his heel for centuries, making
her what she is, or, rather, what she
was, for, thank heaven, site is now
every day asserting herself.
"IIo w about children ?- she was
asked. “ There must be fathers as well
as mothers. I f women hate men. where
will the babies come in?"
Miss Bedford had no reply for this
T'nreasonuble persons dont seem to
need a reply to question ih it tumble
their theories about their heads; tiieir
confidence in what they heileve is not
a whit lessened from the want of rea
son. They go right on just ns if they
hud an answer and a | e.'c tty satis
factory one.
Nevertheless. Miss B el.
1 was a
very human being. Down in the bot
tom of her heart site loved mi i tngl-
unry man nml yearned for a child.
However, acting upon lier prejudices,
she arranged for her summer to get
away from men. Siie was wealthy and
bought a tract o f land in New Hamp
shire upon whic h she built a cottage.
There she went with servants and a
few companions« o f her own sex, re
solved that if any man trespassed on
her property she would call upon the
law to eject hjm.
She used to get up In the morning
early and take* long walks. One morn
ing on one o f these walks she saw on
the Isirder of her domain a tent. What
was worse than the tent was a man
walking away from It Miss Bedford
started at once for the trespasser, but
before she reached him he had disap
peared among the trees. Reaching the
tent, she pulled back the canvas In
front and peeped in.
V\ lait was her astonishment to soo
lying on a lied o f boughs n child - a lit
tle girl about two years old -asleep.
One chubby arm was thrown back
upon the pillow—for there was some
bedding—the other was under the cov
er. The tine lmir was tumbled, ttie
cheeks were round and rosy, In the
chin was a dimple. The lips were
parted and allowed a few little white
teeth set in pink guns.
Miss Bedford went Into the tent nml
approached the sleeping child.
The
cover at the foot of the bed was disar
ranged and showed tive little toes.
Miss Bedford could not resist li temp
tation to take them in her fingers. The
child gave a little kick, oj>ened its eves
nml frowned at the trespasser. Then,
its brow smoothing. It said:
"Mamma."
Miss Bedford bent over the little girl,
who put out both arms to her to l>e
taken up. Hhe lifted the infantile bur
den o f tlesh from the rude couch, kiss
ing It as she did so, and, pulling Its
clothes nt*out It, took a wicker chair,
the only article In the tent on which to
sit, and hugged the baby to her breast.
"Dindln," said the little one.
“ Dindln," repented Miss Bedford.
"IIo w am I to get you. dear little child,
any dindln?” She looked about her
ami went on, “ There's nothing bore for
a grown | * t s o u to eat, much less for u
child." Th eiv were a cup and a saucer
and a spoon, but not a morsel to eat,
“ Dindln.” repeated the child.
W it h r .tw b tilld in r e b«P<>r w iu lp m en t, and
“ I ’d like to know where tliut horrid
m a n y a d d itio n s to ¡to tfacalty, th e U n iv e rs ity
man is who left you here to starve,"
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said Miss Bedford.
f’ poi ia l tr a in in g in C o n o re rc e , Jou rn n ltsm ,
" I am here.” said a voice, and a man.
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with a cup of mill in his hand, threw
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back tlie tent flap. Miss Bedford saw
a l E d u ca tio n ,
L ib r a r y o f m o re than 03,000 volu m es, f i f
that be had gone for the baby’s break
teen b u ild in g s fu lly e u a ip p ed , tw o splen d id
fast and forgave him.
gym n a siu m s.
T u itio n «free. D o rm ito r ie s fo r m en an d f o r
“ Where did you get the milk?” she
w o m e n . E xpen ses L o w e s t,
asked.
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"From one o f your cows. I presume
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"T h a t’s not enough. You'd better get
some more.”
The man ¡mured the milk Into anoth
er cup and without a word went away.
W hile he was gone Miss Bedford gave
the little girl milk to drink, which, be
ing warm from the cow, did not need
to be heated. As she sntr holding the
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feed it with milk from her cows. Had
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to give him a piece o f her mind as soon
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“ Not a crust." replied the man sadly
“ Go to mv house and tell the cook to
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give you some o f the cereal she is pre
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paring for breakfast and such other
promptly attended.
food ns she can find that will do for a
baby’s food.”
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“ You are very kind. I am surprised.
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trespassing on your property, so 1 did
not camp on it. I am just beyond your
every time he came he offered to re
to him:' —
border.”
“ It is in your power to do me a kind lieve Miss Bedford o f her charge. She
"W h at do you mean by keeping this
ness.
Sit down to the same breakfast Invariably declined to he relieved un
child In a tent with nothing to eat ex
table with me and your child. I shall less he insisted on his right to take his
cept wliat you can get by foraging?”
enjoy every mouthful you eat more baby to himself, and the longer the re
"P overty.” was the laconic reply.
moval was put off the more difficult it
than you can conceive.”
“ W here is the child’s mother?"
H e gave in to this w ay of putting It would be for Miss Bedford to give np
"Dead."
Miss Bedford placed herself between the child. But the father would not
"W h at are you going to do?"
him and his child, and it is question accept o f the lady’s hospitality, and
“ God knows.”
There was something woeful In the able which she the most enjoyed help this made It awkward. I f he would
ing, the man or the child. H e had have made his headquarters at the
words.
“ I think,” Miss Bedford went on. managed to get the simple food re house when not out painting it would
“ that you had Getter let me take the quired for Ids little girl. For her he have been much pleasanter, for the
would take what did not belong to him child was constantly fretting for him.
baby to my house."
or
accept it from strangers, but not for
Finally when lie began to get some
“ I don't cure to ¡tart with all that la
left which I and my w ife loved to himself. H e was very hungry and ate return for his pictures Miss Bedford
a great deal, liis hostess pressing him proposed that if lie would make her
gether."
A tender cord was touched In Miss to do so. A fte r lie had finished she house his lodging place when not out
sketching she would rerm it him to pay
Bedford's breast. She forgot her no said to him:
“ You have done me one favor; now a nominal board.
A fte r much hag
tion of hating all men In this un
ion of a living man with a dead wo I wish you to do me another. Leave gling as to the amount, the lady de
man. cemented by their child. She said the child here with me while you make claring what he proposed to pay noth
your sketches. You are welcome to ing less than robbing him, a compro
In a kindly voice:
“ It need be only n temporary sojourn come here to see her whenever you mise was made, and for the rest o f the
If you prefer it, till you can make other like, and you may feel privileged to summer a room in a w ing o f the house
provision. You can come if you like. take her away when you can provide was at his disposal whenever he chose
for her."
Have you bad a breakfast?”
to use it.
Th e artist could scarcely conceal the
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The truth Is nature was working in
relief this offer brought him. “ Since T
"D o you know where to get one?”
Miss Bedford, the artist and the little
have only a tent for her," he said, “ I
“ No."
girl to make the three one. They were
have no right to deprive her o f the
"1 can give you one."
becoming necessary to one another, and
“ You are very kind, but I can man- com fort you can give her.”
a time arrived when the woman found
“ And yon have no right to deprive
ngo without your help, I think. The
me o f the happiness I shall have In It out. One would suppose that her
baby"—
antipathy to men In general would
“ Yes, the baby. You w ill not let your taking care o f her."
have at least troubled her at finding
A n hour later the artist kissed his
pride stand In the w ay o f your baby.
herself In a position to succumb. But
Certainly you w ill carry her to my child and took his departure. The tent It did not. The child stepped In to
disappeared, and nothing was seen of
home.”
man or tent for several we'fcks. Then render that a thing o f the rnst. One
"O f course."
day when Miss Bedford was on one
He took the child from her nrms and he came to Miss Bedford’s home with side o f the baby’s crib and the father
a
number
o
f
sketches.
One
of
them,
a
together they started fo r the house.
on the other, he trying to unwind the
On the way he gave her a brief expla w ater vista, the original being on her
little one’s nrms from his neck that he
own
ground.
Miss
Bedford
very
much
nation o f the situation. He was an
might go forth to sketch, Miss Bedford
fnnolod.
She
offered
the
artist
a
good
artist and, like most artists who have
said:
price
for
it.
H
e
declined
It
on
the
not made a name, very poor. Not being
"There's no use In our making our
able to keep up a home, lie and his w ife ground that through charity she would
pay
him
more
than
it
was
worth.
But
selves
uncomfortable and troubling the
and tiieir child started on a sketching
when
she
proposed
that
he
should
send
child
any
longer, l ’ ou w on’t propose
tour, camping here and there, the hus
band (tainting landscapes. The w ife It to a denier In New York to fix Its to me, that I know. ‘I f the mountain
had died, and the husband, not having value he accepted the proposition. Miss ■ w ill not go to Mohammed, Mohammed
any other al>ode, stuck to his tent. It Bedford privately wrote the dealer to ' must go to the mountain.’ You can
was n pathetic story, and Miss Bed fix n price she named herself, and this marry me whenever you like.”
I A fte r that when he went on sketch
ford's horror for man— at any rate tills I she paid the artist.
N
ow
and
again
he
came
in
from
his
J ing tours he usually took his w ife and
particular
man—melted before
It
When they reached the bouse she said sketching tours to 6co his child, and i the child with him.
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