New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1853-09-06
CITY ITEMS.

The WEVTuTR.-We are evidently ain" for another
scading Summer although the almanac has turned her
GU, Of door comes back like Don Daso ever and ever
bidding us buona until her absence becomes even
distressing than her presence September must
fauy have burnt her mouth with hot tomato soup at the
great vegetarian barQuet We do not know whether they
will be duly chroncled in the Coroners repors-but we
heard of several waiermeons being sun struck Yesterday
while broad streak of sunshine passing through Wash
ngon Market in the afternoon said to each individual
peach it encountered Wilt thou and it wlted Even the
gravel walks in the Park seem to have melted and were
running about il in all directions Between noon and nine
in the evening, the Thermometer in The Tribune office
ranged from "a to IS deg and everything indicated night
that would be tolerable and not to be endured"
Tux FIRST CRApLE-Going through the Park this morn.
ing mpong those little green triangular lobes in the
lungs of this great Babel and wondering whether those
most lea leaves around the Fountain viii ever do ANYTHING
more and thinking how frightened the City Fathers would
be il they should met ayoung man, neatly and plainly
clad ctryng beneath Cradle--a wicker Cradle
just such Cradle makes think Of little chicken in
basket ale jewel in cotton WOOL or little baby or some-
thing e SC lite and precious
Hissuickcned step and Of semelaon SEM sheep.
ihnes in his looks told story for him. he wouldn't have
whispered for twenty dollars month and found" That
brand new cradle for brand new tenant: he didn't care
who new that and he the father OF i-nor that ether
aud his wife was the mother oft better than oil But then
was his frs baby her first baby "our first baby That
he tdot much about people knowing lie wouda
little rather Ia should think he was used toit; that the cd
CraC was orr the other babies tossed IN baby
JGnpr anything but the precise truth matt what
lunc,n, soul lie little dreamed his se,ro; was out
plain rs pkestaf egble good old Saxon to every
body that nst him and thought abouih
On he went and followed him home in thought for the
hes; reason in le-we couldn't holpt And there was the
baby. sure enough doneup in dimty the whesi trimmed
with lace edgug the danest little bits of pink shoes on its
Etle bits opnk feet It's eyes oil ahoai with the unwoned
Light in fine phronzy rolling dimplo either check
adoube chin oh how fat and such head Of hair To be
sure rs is the least curve in the world ggste it
Hhom you tired of life TO be sure its voice is by no
IneSns,he soiest hint ii YOU are srived But then II
baby in face tie baby aud awel spring of pleasure it is
INDEED
And there the mother just pale enough to look Inter,
tsing and that tsk smile would beauty face
eoored fcm the tents of KedSr bu then she isn't homely
she shandOme young mothers always handsomethey
can't help IT,
And then ras to be g-of course i. was and they
had fixed upon name TO hail by the moment ii made its
Debut into breathdom Many the playful alteration
tney had had about that She declared should
called Polly after its grandmother and he that no name
nas 50 beautiful Lucy-his wifes name blythe by-bui
e conquered Of and pair Of lips least was
PuoAeedto utter q Polly when 10 muscular little
Of fellow plungng into being ike quarter
Ioiso ana nsmeless young buffalo What to bS
uohe Inc nomens and cognomens Of all the unces ma
""s4 Ps'sFnsi and doubtful were catslogued and can