Rod of the Lone Patrol eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 292 pages of information about Rod of the Lone Patrol.

Rod of the Lone Patrol eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 292 pages of information about Rod of the Lone Patrol.

“There, there, dear,” he soothed.  “I didn’t mean to make you feel badly.  It was only a little mistake after all, and I am really glad it is a boy, for if will make us think that we have Alec with us again.”

Mrs. Royal looked up and brushed away a tear.  At that instant the baby gave a vigorous kick, accompanied by a peculiar gurgle of delight, at which the two attendants laughed heartily.

“That’s right, little man,” and the parson nodded his head approvingly.  “You’re pleased, too, are you, to know that we’ve found out that you are a boy?  You didn’t want to be called Deborah, Debbie, or Deb, did you?  Rodney suits you better, eh?  How do you like the name, Martha?”

“Very well, indeed,” and Mrs. Royal gave a sigh of relief.  “It removes quite a load from my mind.  But, there,” she added, “I must put him to bed.  It isn’t good for a baby to be up so late.  Come, Rodney,” and she lifted the little one in her arms, “kiss your——­”

“Grandad,” the parson assisted as his wife paused.  “We shall teach him to call me that, eh?  It will be better than ‘daddy.’”

“You look after him, Daniel, while I make his bed ready.  Don’t let him fall.  There, that’s good,” and Mrs. Royal stepped back to view the baby lying in her husband’s arms.

Lighting a candle which was standing on tin mantel over the fire-place, she went upstairs and stopped before a door on the left of the hall-way This she opened and softly entered.  The room was small, but neat and cosy.  Every piece of furniture was in its proper place, and the bed looked as if it had been recently made.  The walls were adorned with various articles, from a number of shelves, filled with books for boys, to snow-shoes, fishing-rods, a rifle, and college colours.  It had been several years since any one had slept in that room, but not a day had passed during that period that Mrs. Royal had not entered and sat for a while in the big easy chair by the side of the bed.  Everything was there just as Alec had left it, though a few things had been added since.

One of these was a crib which had been his.  This was standing in a corner of the room with the little pillow and white spread in perfect order.  For a few moments Mrs. Royal stood looking down upon the small cot associated with such sweet memories.  Then she placed the candle upon a small table and set earnestly to work.  First she removed the clothes and mattress and carried the crib into her own room across the hall.  Going back for the clothes, she carried them downstairs, and spread them upon the backs of several chairs for them to warm before the fire.

Parson Dan watched her intently, but made no comment.  He fully realised how risky it was to speak just then.  He knew how much it meant for his wife to disturb that little cot and make it ready for a strange child.  Neither did he wish to say anything, for he himself was deeply stirred as memories of other days rushed upon him.  When at last Rodney was carefully covered and sound asleep in the crib upstairs, they both stood looking down upon his sweet round face.

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