at all? Why, I wouldn't let a dog go hungry like
that! Don't yuh reckon the kid knows when he's
hungry? Why, good Lord! I'll take and feed him
myself, if you don't. I'll burn that book -- so help
me!"

"Yes, you will -- not!" Marie's voice rose
shrewishly, riding the high waves of the baby's in-
cessant outcry against the restrictions upon appetite
imposed by enlightened motherhood. "You do, and
see what'll happen! You'd have him howling with
colic, that's what you'd do."

"Well, I'll tell the world he wouldn't holler for
grub! You'd go by the book if it told yuh to stand
'im on his head in the ice chest! By heck, between
a woman and a hen turkey, give me the turkey when
it comes to sense. They do take care of their young
ones --"

"Aw, forget that! When it comes to sense --"

Oh, well, why go into details? You all know how
these domestic storms arise, and how love washes
overboard when the matrimonial ship begins to wal-
low in the seas of recrimination.

Bud lost his temper and said a good many things

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