Herald of the times. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1830-1846, 1835-04-30

As Rose delivered the child she gave visi-
BILE signs Of lodging just as the child left her
arms-and that she might not be disappont-
ed, Mrs. Slang gave her a box in which
there seemed no anger mixed at all,-and
which Rose received as matter of course,
without even changing countenance un-
der it.
"Da den!" said Mrs. Slang, "come along
smuddy, (mothcr;J did nassy yosey Rosy
pague muddy thweety chilluns:" (children)
pressing the child to her bosom, aud rocking
it backward and forward tendery.
"Muddins will whppy ole nassy yosey.-
All! you uggy Yosey," knocking at Rose
playfully.-"Da den muddy did whippey
bad Yosey."
(Child continues to cry.l
"Why, what upon earth ails the child?-
Rose you have hurt this child, some how or
other"
"No ma'am, la did'nt-js sittin down dar
in the rock'n chair long side % Miss Nancy's
bureau ant want doin' nothin' tall to him
jes playin' wild him, and he jos begin to cry
of heself when nopody wan doin' nothin' tall
to him, and nopody do want in dar nuthcr
sept jes Inc and him, and | was
"Nhing-nhing- nhing-and | expcctyou
hit his head against the bureau"
"Let muddy see where old bad Yosey
knocky heady gin de bureaus. Muddy will
lsee"-taking off the chd's cap and finding
nothing.
Child cries on.)
"Muddy's baby was hungy. Dat what
ails nuddy's darling, thweety one. Was cho
hongy and nobody would gvy de little dar-
ling any sings tall for eaty?" loosing her
frock bosom. "No nobody would glib tweety
ones any sings fo' eaty tall 'ta"-(oflcrs the
breast to the child, who rejects it, rolls over,
kicks, and screams worse than ever.
"IIush, you little brat believe it's no
thing in the world hut crossness. Hush -
Shaking it) hush, tell YOU" (Child cries to
the ne plus uLtra.)
"Why surely pin must stick in the child.
Yes, was bad pin did tcky chilluns. Let
muddy see where de uggy pin did tlcky dear
prettous crete"-( examines )-"why no 1t isn't
Ia pin. What can be the matter of the child?
1t must have the cholic, surely;-Rose, go
bring Inc the parcgorick off the mantel piece.
Ies, muddy's prettous darby baby" Pres
sing it to her bosom and rocking it.-(Chlld
cries on.)
Rose brought the paregorick, handed it,
lodged, and got her expectations realized AS
before.
"Now 60 bring me the sugar and some
water"
Rose brought them, and delivered both
without the customary reward; for at that
instant the child being laid perfectly still on
the lap, hushed.
The paregorick was administered, and the
child received it with only whimper, now
and then. AS soon as it received the medi-
cine, the mother raised it up and it began to
cry.
"Why Lord help my soul, what's the mat
ter with the child? what have you done to
him, you little hussy," rising and walking to-
wards Rose.
"Cla Missis, ant done noth;u' tall, was
just si,tin down da by Miss Nancy's bu-"
You lie you SLUT" hitting her passing
slap, :" know you've hurt him. Hush my
baby" (singng the coquet,) "don't you cry,
your sweet heart will come by'm by-dc dun
dun DUN day, de dun diddle dunn dunn day.
Child cries on.
Lord help my soul and body, what can be
the matter with my baby?" tears coming IN
her own eyes. Something's the matter with
it? know it is laying the child on her lap,
and feeling its arms to see whether it flinched
at the touch of any particular part. But the
child cries less while she was doing it than
bcforc.l
bed.-Mud will rub sweet little arms"
[Child begins again.
"What upon earth can make my baby cry
,o?-rising and walking to the window.
Stops at the window and the child bushes.
"Yes dat was it-did want to look out g
vindys. See de pretty chickens. O-O-
,-ol. Look at the beauty, rooster Yon-
ler's old aunt Betty. pck'n up chip fo' bake
Il E,' oh
make bicky for sweet baby's supper.
Hoo-oo-o-o! see de winny !" knocking
N the window.
[Child screams. i
"You Rose, what have you done to this
hild You little huzzy you, if you don't tell
ne how you hurt him, III whip you as long
IS can find YOU" Missis, Glare never
lone nothin tall to him, was les settin down
Ia by Miss Nancy's bu-"
"1f you say Miss Nancy's bureau TO me a
rain, III stuff Miss Nancy's bureau down
our throat, you little lying slut. I'm jest as
ure you hurt him as il I'd seen you. How
lid you hurt him?"
Here Rose was reduced to non plus; for,
pom her peril of having bureau in her
hroat, she dared not repeat the oft told tale,
nd she knew no other. She therefore stood ,
lute. II
"Julia,' said Mr.. Slang, "bring the child
D me and let me see if can discover the
ausc of his crying" Is
Mr.. Slang took the child and commenced a
areful examination Of 1t. lie removed its
ap, and beginning at the crown of its head,
e extended his search slowly and cautiously {
ownward, accompanying the eye with the
ouch of the finger. He had not proceeded
lr in this way, before he discovered in the
ght ear Of the child, small feather, the
ause of course, of all this wailing. The
ause removed, the child soon changed its
ears to smiles, greatly to the delight Of all,