Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1851-11-19
MATRIMONIAL HORNPIPE.

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wife is the mother of child about eight
months DID, The child in the adjoining
room begins to cry in the nurses arms
The nurse is little niger, about fourteen
years old: a
You Rose said Mrs, Slang, quiet that
child Rose walked and sung to it, but 1t
did not hush. =,
Rose, if you do not quiet that child, I'll
make YOU,
lis tried, ma'am,' said Rose, IAN he
wouldn't get hushed.' (Child crise louder.)
Fetch him here tome, you good-for-noth-
ing huzzy, you. What's the matter with
him reaching out her arms to receive
him.
| Il dun no, ma am
! -aho-ma' amp (Rocking
and grinning at Rose.)
As Rose delivered the child she gave WIS.,
ible signs of lodging just as the child left
| her arms, and that she might not be dlsap-
pointed, Mrs. Slang gave her box, in which
there seemed to be no anger at all, and
which Rose received as matter of course,
without even changing countenance under
it.
'Da denp said Mrs. Slang come elonge
muddy, thweety chillum" (children) press
ing the child to her bosom and rocking II
backward and forward tendely. 'Muddlns
will whippy ole nasty Yosey, All you ole
uggy Yosey,' knocking at Ro ,e playfully.)
! Child continues crying.)
! why what upon earth ails the child p
Rose, you've hurt this child somehow or
! otherp
No, ma am, clar, didn't was jis sitt'n
dar in de rock char long side O Miss Nam
cy's bureau, an want doin' nothin' tall to
him, jis playin' wild him, and he jis begin to
cry heself, when nobody want doing moth
in tall to him, and no body want dar nuth-
er, jis me and him, and was
Observation-Disclosures expect you
hit his head against the bureau
Let muddy see where old bad Yosey
knocky heady gin de bureaus. Muddy will
see, taking off the child's cap, and finding
nothing. (Chlld cries on.)
'Muddy's baby was hungry. Dat was
what ails muddy's darling, tshweety ones.
Was cho hngrey an nobody would givy lit
tie darling tall for eaty" (loosing her frock
bosom.) No. nobody would GIN tshweety
ones any sings fo' eat at tall Offers the
breast to the child, who rejects it rolls over,
kicks and screams worse then ever.
Hush you little brat believeit it's moth
! ing in the world but crossness. Hush
Shaking t hush Itell you? (Child cries
to the ne plus ultra.)
why really pin must stick the child
Yes, e bad pin did ticky chilluns. Let
muddy see where de uggy pin did ticky
dear prettous creter-(examining.) Why,
no, it isn't pin. Why, what can be the
matter with the child? 1t must have the
cholic, surely. Rose, go bring me the pare
goric off the mantlepiece. Yes muddy's ba-
by did hab tolic. Dat is what did all mud
dy's prettons darling baby Pressing it to
her bosom and rocking it. (Child still cries
on,)
Rose brought the paragoric, handed it,
lodged and got her expectations realized as
before.
Now bring me the sugar and some wa
ter.
Rose brought them, and delivered both
/ without the customary reward for at that
instant the child, being laid perfectly still on
the lap, hushed.
child received It with only whimper now
s then. As soon as it received the medicine
the mother raised it up and It began to cry.
Why, Lord help my soul what's the
matter with the child? What have you
done to him, you little hussy" (rising and
rushing towards Rcse.)
'Cla', misses, | amt done nothin' tall
was jis' sittin' da by Miss Nancy's bu-,
sYou lie, you slut, (hittlng her passing
slap Il know you've hurt him. Hush my
baby (singing the coquette, don't you cry;
your sweet heart will come IN bv da de
dun dunn da, da de dunn diddle dunn dunn
day. (Child cries on.)
Lord help my soul and BODY what can
be the matter with my baby clears coming
in her eyes, Something's the matter with
it; / know it is, Qaying the child on her
lap and feeling its arms to see if it Aiched
in any particular part.) But the child cries
less while she is feeling it than before.
Yes dat was it; wanted little arms yub-
bed Mud will yub its sweet little arms
(Child begins crying)
What on earth can make my baby cry
so" rising and walking to the window. Stops
at the window and the child bushes.
Yes, dat was ibid want to look out e
windy's See the pretty chickens O-a-o-h.
Look at the beauty, rooster! Yonner's old
aunt Betty, picking up chips to make bicky,
(buiscuit,) for good chilluns (Child begins
again
'Hoo-o-ol See windyp Knocking at the
window. (Child cries.
You Rose, what have you done to this
child' You little hussey if you don't tell
me how you hurt him, I'll whip you as long
as | can find you,'
'Missis, Pcla' l never done nothin' tall
to him: was jist settin down da by Miss
Nancy's bu-,
If you say Miss Nancy's bureau to me
again I'll stuff Miss Nancy's bureau down
your throat, you little lying slut Pm just
as sure you've hurt him, as if I'd seen you.
How did you hurt him.
| Here Rose was reduced to non Plus for
upon the peril of having beureau stuffed
down her throat, she dare not repeat the
oft told tale and she knew no other. She
| therefore stood mute.
Julia, said Mr.. Slang, bring the child
to me and let me see if can discover the
cause of his crying
Mr.. Slang took the child and commenced
acareful examination Oft He removed its
| cap and beginning at the crown of its head