Show kz i W ZV S AN citan J im i if andeits ely by albert R lyman 7 chapter VII NIL co continued from last week and gra Giand nia broken arm supposedly adly grossly ignorant of the kind of 0 food and the I 1 kind of attention to give a rie new motherless baby i grandma bicken arm with absolutely no knowledge of oe hygiene or sanitation had before her the tremendous task ot of raving the precious child dofher dear clear I 1 dead daughter what could she do 0 she cou could I 1 answer eagerly to the instincts of her blindt blind love and her invincible motherhood by the flickering camp lire fire ord on duk dark d uk and stormy nights she would watch as sleeplessly as a brazen image ana on long warm summer days without any such much thing as wire ecremen ec reenor or flyton she would tight tiles flies under some borne spreading cottonwood seeming to find her life a real joy and providence supremely kind it only the ifie little ali motherless c continued on linued to live and thrive I 1 and what in the name of reason should be the little orphans food old broken arm aim knew nothing of food abid and essays food and malt 1 ed cd milk anda dozen other splendid preparations which we have used for our babies and she had no money to buy those things even if she hall had known about them some shallow people may laugh when they hear what the devoted old grandmother did for her precious baby but souls will be moved with love for her undaunted motherhood grandma broken arni arm chewed in her own div n mouth every moisel of fo cooj 0 d sloe she gave to the little girl with her poor old broken and demora demoralize lizel teeth she ground it very fine and mixed it well with saliva and thea she took it in her withered old fingers and put it in the dainty i reaching caching mouth of her baby it was the same god given wisdom by which mother birds feed their young we called the little orphan or pian maudie ile so tar far as we could tell the old grand giand ma that a good name rind and repeated it over with a pleasant smile shining in all the criss cross furrows of her wrinkled face whenever she ime cime c pame in sight with her hei broken arul ard and always aias hanging fur fui dear deal life or on to little 11 maudie audle we sat right light up and took eager notice and when we saw maudia live and become a big huak ii girl gill v we e help but love her hei and her devoted old grandmother |