He would n't stop ; and conversation of any kind was out of the question when such shrieks and howls were floating over your head . Besides , she was afraid Kenneth would think she was utterly unfeeling if she sat still and let a baby cry like that . He was not likely acquainted with Morgan 's invaluable volume . She got up . `` Jims has had a nightmare , I think . He sometimes has one and he is always badly frightened by it . Excuse me for a moment . '' Rilla flew upstairs , wishing quite frankly that soup tureens had never been invented . But when Jims , at sight of her , lifted his little arms entreatingly and swallowed several sobs , with tears rolling down his cheeks , resentment went out of her heart . After all , the poor darling was frightened . She picked him up gently and rocked him soothingly until his sobs ceased and his eyes closed . Then she essayed to lay him down in his crib . Jims opened his eyes and shrieked a protest . This performance was repeated twice . Rilla grew desperate . She could n't leave Ken down there alone any longer -- she had been away nearly half an hour already . With a resigned air she marched downstairs , carrying Jims , and sat down on the veranda . It was , no doubt , a ridiculous thing to sit and cuddle a contrary war-baby when your best young man was making his farewell call , but there was nothing else to be done . Jims was supremely happy . He kicked his little pink-soled feet rapturously out under his white nighty and gave one of his rare laughs .
He was beginning XXXXX be a very pretty baby ; his golden hair curled in silken ringlets all over his little round head and his eyes were beautiful .
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