"Isn't that a pretty sight?" The doctor nodded his head toward two little girls in fresh white dresses who stood on the side-walk anxiously watching his approach. There was earnest interest in the blue eyes and the black. Near the little girls stood a white-headed toddler of about two years and by his side a boy seven or eight years old. "Mr. Blank," called the blue-eyed little girl--all men with or without titles are _Mr._ to little folks;--the doctor stopped his horse. "Well, what is it, Mamie?" "I want you to bring my mamma a baby." "You do!" "Yes, sir, a boy baby. Mamie and me wants a little brother," chimed in the little black-eyed girl. The boy looked down at the toddler beside him and then at the two little girls with weary contempt. "You don't know what you're a-gittin' into," he said. "If this one hadn't never learned to walk it wouldn't be so bad, but he jist learns _everything_ and he jist bothers me _all the time_." The doctor and Mary laughed with great enjoyment. "Now! what'd I tell you!" said the boy, as he ran to pick up the toddler who at that instant fell off the sidewalk. He gave him a vigorous shake as he set him on his feet and a roar went up. "Don't you _git_ any baby at your house," he said, warningly. "Yes, bring us one, Mr. Blank, please do, a little _bit_ of a one," said Mamie, and the black eyes pleaded too. "Well, I'll tell you. If you'll be good and do whatever your mamma tells you, maybe I _will_ find a baby one of these days and if I do I'll bring it to your house." He drove on. "If they knew what I know their little hearts would almost burst for joy. Their father is just as anxious for a boy as they are, too," he added. They were soon out in the open country. It was one of those lovely days which sometimes come at this season of the year which seem to belong to early autumn; neither too warm nor too cool for comfort. A soft haze lay upon the landscape and over all the Sunday calm. They turned into a broad, dusty road. Mary's eyes wandered across the meadow on the right with its background of woods in the distance. A solitary cow stood contentedly in the shade of a solitary tree, while far above a vulture sailed on slumbrous wings.