Ideala

er child was a boy, and her joy in him is something that one is glad to have seen. But it was short-lived. I do not know if her husband were jealous of her happiness, or if he

the child was about six weeks old, and told

pose she had not quite regained her strength, for she

by up! How can you thi

you like, you know. But I should think you

on't believe it," s

sauntered out, smiling, and per

me to her, and, in the meantime, not knowing that her state of mind would affect the child, she had fidgete

uch a nervous state it will do the child harm. But he's such a

ng for her, and could not go to him- and even when he did not cry she fancied she heard him still. I th

e while, Ideala, who was then in her twenty-sixth year, returned

th feelings a

rmur, but the