The Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, Ohio) 1853-1861, 1857-12-24
A New Baby in tlno hIouse.

A New Baby in the haOuse'
We know all about it--what all those drawers
and chests were filed up with miniature ward
robe for--why sister Mary had such a fashion OF
blushing aud hiding her pretty tasteful WORK al
the bottom OF the basket.
Yes. we know all about it now the mystery is
explained we've got baby a real blinkoring
bona fde baby the intelligence OF which was
conveyed to me by round eyed, wonder-strlcken
urchin, who was the baby until this morning.
40, such tiny bit OF squirm !" he exclaimed,
"no bigger than doll, and it arnt got no eyes at
all
Fast as hurried home to welcome the little
stranger, Tommy was there before me, and with
eyes bigger than ever standing at nurses knee,
evidently trying to solve the question whether ba-
by's fists were doubled up to hit him punch or to
snub his own nose the wrong wny of the world
A bran new baby Do you know what its ad-
vent is into the heart and home of happy lam
ilyH The mother lying upon that bed OF sut:ring
which reduces all women, from the queen to the
bcggnr, to the same common level OF humanity
the mother that we approach revercntly, feeling
that human soul has been sent from heaven via
her maternal bosom, and that from her hands He
who sent it will require strict account oil its guar
diauship while passing its life through this world
OF chance anu change.
What responsibility think We are seldom
conscious OF it, or if we were, we, who know to
its core every throb Of the great worlds heartwho
have lived through its storm md calm who know
how substantial it's pleasures how poignant its
woes-I say, could we know the responsibility O
transplanting 10 its sunshine and its shade one
single blossom from the garden OF God, We should
pray to be spared that trust we might 80 NEGLECT
ually fulfill
But then to see our new baby--our beautiful
mystery to see everybody tiptOeing in--eveEy
body but Tommy. who, never having been accu5
toned to walking on eggs, don't exactly see whJ
he should begin now--to see them all so geaiu
over baby. so pitiru over Mlmma--poor Nam
ma" lying there so pale and wan-to see then
ioking Papa and calling him q "terrbc fellow
at wkich little Tommy is indignant, and thinks !
wouldn't be well for Mrs Grundy TO call him sucE
a hard name. WIat an interest We Jake in babie
in general not that we think that anything in tha
line could hold candle with ours; and wha
Joke, we tell about other peoples babies, until ou
laughter warns the nurse, who warns US to be mor
quiet or leave to be sure, the laughter Is gener
ally confined to Tommy and !, for mamma on
smiles the faintest ghost OF smito Tomm.
makes up for it, however, laughing SO loud and s.
long without the remOtest idea where the rough
and-tumbie somersc, can cool off bis merrimeni
at the exhibition of which enormity nurse give
him a different kind OF propeller, which Gond
him crying to the kitchen. Mamma says " poo
Tommy !" and papa inn.iiately starts for him.
In a few minutes ne returns with Tommy and
pair Of red eyes, very maafully asserting that pa
pas boy wasn't going to have his nose put out o
joint for all the babies in The world Then man
ma smiles on papa, and papa, when no thinks
don't sec him, smiles on her, and takes her poo
bloodess hand and presses it to his lips and place
it in his bosom, till poor me, who don't sec hi
any how, who wouldn't be hired to sec him, an
who has lived long enough in the world to kno'
when to sec and when not to see, choke up th
worst kind, make up for my chamber and hay
Just magnificent cry, with nothing IN the wori
to cry for, only because everythinSIs so Affecting
the sick room in its qpetude, the helpless lttl
creature in its cradle, aud papa ana mamma Owe
their new born affection. Oh, tell you ina
never is a man til bit OF lmalisy, bone OF h
bone, and fash Of his t2sLles helpless in his arm
He never knows himself till the dear one he h'
chosen out OF the world TO walk with him throlg
the pilgrimage of life lies for the first time be!ol
him. weak and pale, with this Rorsel OF humanii
upon her bosom. The promise they make to the
own hearts that no wrong OF their doing shall cy'
give paug to that gentle spirit that no path
pleasure shnll bo bright enough to lure their te
from the portals OF home that no word OF II
kndess shall ever give pain to the mother OF the
child. But alas (thera must be an end to ever
thing in this world, new babies get to be Old 81
ries fresh promises fade in the light OF pleasure
and men, being " inconsistent ever would i
qure a fresh baby every week or two to make the
toe the mark of all the promises they so incon5i
eratey make ; and as it would BE- rather luco
venient for US to accommodate ourselves TO sU
requirements, we must take the will for the dee
nnd make the most OF their repentance for {
past, and the good resolves for the future, VIII
the motives for these resolutions last Babies a
great institution, though, At least, ours is q,
Speaker.