“Tell me quick!”
“A wonderful boy, little mother! The most beautiful babe I have ever seen. He didn't even cry—just opened his big, wide eyes and grunted contentedly.”
“Give him to me.”
Aunt Abbie laid the warm bundle in her arms and she pressed it gently until the sweet, red flesh touched her own. She lay still for a moment, a smile on her lips.
“Lift him and let me look!”
“What a funny little pug nose,” she laughed.
“Yes—exactly like his mother's!” the Doctor replied.
She gazed with breathless reverence.
“He is beautiful, isn't he?” she sighed.
“And you have observed the chin and mouth?”