Boon's Lick times. [volume] (Fayette, Mo.) 1840-1848, 1844-03-09
"MARY'S GOT A BABYp
Letter from the Georgia Major.
PrNEvrLLE, February 9th, 1914.

-"Let the kettle to the trumpet speak,
The trumpet TO the cannOneer without,
The cannon 10 the heavens, the heaven TO EARTH
For Mdrys got a bdbyW
And mOnstrous fine boy at that! The
king Of Denmark, you know, wanted to set
all heaven and yeath in uproar, jest be-
cause his excellency was gwine TO take
drink of licker-but if ever a man did
feel like this world wasn't big enough for
him to enjoy his happiness in, think
ought to on this important occasion. !
never had SIGH feelns before. When
was 'lected Major Of the Georgia Militia
felt a good deal of pride and qualification.
and when | married Mary, thought | was
the happyest man in Georgia, but this last
bsness has clap'd the climax over every
thing that ever happened to me IN all my
born days. 1t wouldn't do for people to
git much happier in this world than am.
now mind tell you.
don't want 10 brag over other people.
and | know it it's an old maxim, that "evcry
crow thinks its own young ones the
whitest," but III tell you what's fact
mine is one of the most surprisencst chill
dren that ever was seen in these parts. 1t
amt but Jest four days old this evenin, and
its got plenty of hair on its head, and the
prettyest little feet and hands, with toes
and fingers, all Jest as natural as grown
peoples, and when it opens its eyes il rolls
EN- all round the room jest like it know'd
every thing that was gwine on. Mother
says she really does blieve the child know'd
her the first she tuck it in her arms, and
old Miss Stations says all she's afraid of
is its too smart to live. The gals is almost
crazy about it, and SIGH another puin and
hawlin about it as they do keep One
wants it and 'tother wants it, and they
won't give the little Teller no chance to
sleep for lookin at il, and shown it TO peo-
pie and talkin TO it, and its all the time
"come to its anty-tweetest little precious
baby-anty's title sugar candy, dumpsy
diddle," and every time take it they're all
scared TO deth for fear Ill hurt il some way.
Jest as | spected, the namin has been
more trouble than little. picked out
Henry Clay" for his name more'n month
ago, but they all wanted 10 have a say in
it, and every one had name that they
liked the best of any. Mother said she
never liked to have any of her family
named after great political characters, for
she never know'd George Washington, or
a Thomas Jefferson that was any matter of
account in her life, except the first ones,
and their names wouldn't been no better
than common peoples if Their characters
wasn't. Old Miss Stations wanted to call
him Aberham Stations, cause that was
her husbands name, and sister Calline want
ed him named Theodore Adolfus, cause
they were her favorite novel names, and
sister kesiah wanted him named Charles
Beverly. cause he was one of the most in
terestenist characters in the "The Children
of the Abbey" | wanted 'cm all 10 be
satisfied, but it seemed like Their was no
fxin the bisness to any body's lkin, until
after they all talked themselves down tired
about it, we all agreed to leave il TO Mary
to decide. Poor Mary didn't know what
to do, when they all gathered round her
begin her as hard as they could
Remember your pore old father that :
ded and gone, child" said old Miss Stations.
oh, don't call him Aberham, that's such
old time name" ses the gals.
Theodore is so pretty" ses sister Caine
"Oh. that's such a outandish Frcnct
NAME" ses all of 'em.
But Charles Beverly, was such a good
character in The Children of the Abbey
and sounds 80 noble" ses sister Kesah.
mo Christian child ought TO be named a
, novel NAME" ses old Miss Stations.
y They're all lies from eend TO cend'
- "Call him what you've mind to- dear,
g. ses mother, "for you're his mother, anc
ought to please yourself
Mary looked up in my face with hel
C. pretty blue eyes, and smiled so sweet whel
sister Cane laid the baby in her arms
and then she sed as she Rugged it TO he
bosom-"Tume to its mudder, my twee
title Henry Clay--it sail be called Henry
Clay, so it sail, mudder's pwecous it'll
ring-dove, so it is, and it sail be Presiden
is too, when it gifts man so it sail"
=" "Hurra for Clay" ses |, "lIur-"
"Hush-h-h-h.h, Joseph" SEES mother, lain
you shamed to shock Mary's nerves sou
The fact was, felt so glad forgo
what was about. But went rite off ant
DIS rit down in the family record:
I'M HENRY CLAY JONES,
The first son of Joseph and Mary Jones
was born on the I'd day Of February, ls44,
I've been so frustrated for the last wee
that hardly know what I'm doin half III
s'' time, and don't spose | shall find time 1
- do much else but nurse the baby for som
~ ~ time to come. Mary's rite picrt, and ltt
les Henry Clay is maxim a monstrous goo
an, beginning in the world. No more from
md Your friend I'll deth, JOS. JONES.
led p. S. haint had no time 10 think abor
lsh politics ately-but you may be sure thing
no is gwine on strait enough down her
-. Theirs monstrous few lokyfukys in on
81 beat, and what few Their is, is so split Il
they don't know who they belong 10. The
used to saw thew 'lonGed TO the Batimol