I tried to follow
the cows through the woods, but it got so dark that I was forced to
give up the search. I must be off early in the morning or there will
be no milk for the wee lad's breakfast."
"And none for our coffee, Daniel," was his wife's reminder. "Milk will
be a very poor substitute for cream, but it will be better than
nothing."
"That's quite true, Martha. It's been a long time since we've been
without milk or cream in the house. But we can stand it better than
the baby. Poor little chap, he must not starve, even if we have to
borrow some from our neighbours. I hope Rodney has not tired you too
much to-day, dear. It has been years since you had the care of a baby."
"It has been a great joy, Daniel, to have the laddie with me. He slept
several hours, and when he woke he was so good and full of fun. At
times I imagined he was Alec playing on the floor with his blocks. He
was very sweet when I put him to bed to-night. He never misses his
mother. How soon a baby forgets."
"But I venture to say that his mother hasn't forgotten him," and the
parson's face grew serious as he recalled that sob of the night before.
"I have been thinking of her all through the day, and wondering who she
is, and why she left her baby at our door.
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