THE LANDSWOMAN
December, 191 8
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By MARJORIE BENTON COOKE, Author of " Bambi," etc.
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CHAPTER XII.-continued.
the truth. I've fallen in love with the
uucst woman on this green earth, and the
best part of it is she is my wife."
He put his arms about her.
"I give thanks every day, Nan, for the shock
that threw me out of my gilt cage into the world of
work, where manhoo'l is the only asset that counts,
and success for the one woman is the only goal
worth reaching."
"Richard, I've been so proud of you, dear!"
she whispered.
" I want mora than that, Anne ; I want your
love, and I'll work for it, and wait for i t - - "
" Do I have to tell you ? Don't you know ?
Haven't you guessed, Richard, my husband 1"
Her arms were about his neck, and he felt her
trembling.
" Shall we go over and see the Judge for a
minute ? He's worried over this case of his , and
tired to death. I'd like to lend a hand to. ewry
fellow that needs it to-night," Richard s aid.
"That is the mission of happiness, dearest,"
Anne answered as they went toward the big house.
Meanwhile Cecilia found Bobby restless and
wakeful. She told story aftl'r·story, and each time
when she thought be was safely off, he opened his
eyes and said," Tan't do sleep."
" What do you snpp9se is the matter with thESleep Fairy? Maybe she's been caught by the
wicked ogre Lie-awake."
" Tell me 'bout wicked ogie."
" Well, of course, you know that the Sleep Fairy
ru1es over the Land of Slumber. It is a very
beautiful country, with the highest mountains f~r
people to fall off. the widest rivers for people to swim
across, the broadest prairies for people to fly over ;
for of cot1rse that is t he way people do in Slumber'
land. They keep falling off mountains and picking
themselves up and doing it all over again, and
swimming rivers with elastic banks, and skimming
over pl;:Lins, so their feet don 't touch, yet they
can't stop doing it." Now there is a way to get the
Sleep Fairy to give you a good dream. You lie
on your back and fold your hands, so, and ·shut
your eyes, and say over and over" ' Sleep Fairy, riding on a moonbeam,
Come and bring Bobby a beautiful dream.'''
Bobby composed himself according to directions,
and repeated the jingle over and over. Then he
popped his eyes open.
"She won't tome."
"You have to keep saying it a long, long time,
because she is so far aw