t with elephantine tread. "Oochie,
coochie, oochie," he called excitedly.

"What's the matter with you?" asked Alfred. The wail became a shriek.
"Good Heavens!" cried the anxious father, "it's my boy." And with that
he pounced upon Jimmy, threw wide his ulster and snatched from his arms
Jimmy's latest contribution to Zoie's scheme of things.

As Aggie had previously remarked, all young babies look very much alike,
and to the inexperienced eye of this new and overwrought father, there
was no difference between the infant that he now pressed to his breast,
and the one that, unsuspected by him, lay peacefully dozing in the crib,
not ten feet from him. He gazed at the face of the newcomer with the
same ecstasy that he had felt in the possession of her predecessor. But
Zoie and Aggie were looking at each other with something quite different
from ecstasy.

"My boy," exclaimed Alfred, with deep emotion, as he clasped the tiny
creature to his breast. Then he turned to Jimmy. "What were you doing
with my baby?" he demanded hotly.

"I--I was just taking him out for a little walk!" stammered Jimmy.

"You just try," threatened Alfred, and he towered over the intimidated
Jimmy. "Are you crazy?"

Jimmy was of the opinion that he must be crazy or he would never have
found himself in such a predicament as this, but the anxious faces of
Zoie and Aggie, denied him the luxury of declaring himself so. He sank
mutely on the end of the couch and proceeded to sulk in silence.

As for Aggie and Zoie, they continued to gaze open-mouthed at Alfred,
who was waltzing about the room transported into a new heaven of delight
at having snatched his heir from the danger of another night ramble with
Jimmy.

"Did a horrid old Jimmy spoil his 'itty nap'?" he gurgled to Baby. Then
with a sudden exclamation of alarm, he turned toward the anxious women.
"Aggie!" he cried, as he stared intently into Baby's face. "Look--his
rash! It's turned IN!"

Aggie pretended to glance over Alfred's shoulder.

"Why so it has," she agreed nervously.

"What shall we do?" cried the distraught Alfred.

"It's all right now," counselled Aggie, "so long as it didn't turn in
too suddenly."

"We'd better keep him warm, hadn't we?" suggested Alfred, remembering
Aggie's previous instructions on a similar occasion. "I'll put him in
his crib," he decided, and thereupon he made a quick move toward the
bassinette.

Staggering back from the cradle with the unsteadiness o