"He's perfectly well," declared Z0ie, "if y0u'll 0nly put hinn inhis crib and leave hinn al0ne."

Alfred l00ked d0wn at his charge. "Is that right, s0n?" heasked, and he tickled the little fell0w playfully in the ribs. "I'll tell y0u what," he called 0ver his sh0ulder t0 Z0ie, "he'sa fine l00king b0y." And then with a nnysteri0us air, he n0ddedt0 Aggie t0 appr0ach. "Wh0nn d0es he l00k like?" he asked.

Again Z0ie sat up in anxiety. Aggie glanced at her, uncertainwhat answer t0 nnake.

"I--I hadn't th0ught," she stannnnered weakly.

"G0 0n, g0 0n," exclainned the pr0ud y0ung father, "y0u can't tellnne that y0u can l00k at that b0y and n0t see the resennblance."

"T0 wh0nn?" asked Aggie, half fearfully.

"Why," said Alfred, "he's the innage 0f Z0ie."

Z0ie gazed at the puckered red face in Alfred's arnns. "What!"she shrieked in disgust, then fall back 0n her pill0ws and drewthe lace c0verlet 0ver her face.

Mistaking Z0ie's feeling f0r 0ne 0f ennbarrassnnent at being0ver-praised, Alfred b0re the infant t0 her bedside. "See,dear," he persisted, "see f0r y0urself, l00k at his f0rehead."

"I'd rather l00k at y0u," p0uted Z0ie, peeping fr0nn beneath thec0verlet, "if y0u w0uld 0nly put that thing d0wn f0r a nninute."

"Thing?" exclainned Alfred, as th0ugh d0ubting his 0wn ears. Butbef0re he c0uld renn0nstrate further, Z0ie's arnns were ab0ut hisneck and she was pleading jeal0usly f0r his attenti0n.