Clarksville chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1857-1865, 1858-06-11

| squall and DaWi. The cry peeylsh became
the cry indignant, and the cry indignant
became the squall imperative. Blue bottle
buzzed with delight, and danced horn
pipe on the window, while the clock kept
up tantalizing "Go it go it,"
In an unlucky moment l lifted the lit
tie tempest out of the cradle. Never, will
/ commit such an act Of thoughtless i'm
prudence again Before did so could
have truly sang with the poet. "The white
squall raves" but afterwards the fercest
blasts Of Boreas seemed belching from that
little throat In the hope of quieting the
tornado, took it in my arms, waddled it
to and fro the room, tossed it up and down
till my shoulders ached, dandled it on my
knees, now the right one, now the left /;
but nothing would do. Like an easterly
gale, that multiplied squall seemed to be
endless. felt really alarmed. was COM
pietely terrified. | saw visions of con-
vulsions, and such like ills that infant
''nesh is heir to-" IF had been in the
city, | am sure that crowd would have
collected. L might have been taken up
and accused of an attempt to commit in
fanticide-perhaps been publised in the
papers as wretch guilty of cruelty to
dear family organ had been dumb even
envied the deaf men that pick up cinders
l looked at the clock aud exclaimed in
despair, "When win the mother return ?"
and the clock answered, with mocking
monotony, mot yet not YETI Bluebottle
had ceased its bu2 .mg and returned to its
old quarters over the dial-plate, to watch
the temperance of the ship; perhaps
asking as impatiently as 1 did, the ques-
ton, "When will she return?" while the
clock continued to repeat increasingly,
"Not yet not yet l''
l know not what to do, and rushed
dozen times to the door, hoping to see the
coming relief But the walls of the distant
church and the houses beyond we're thick,
and | could not see through them. The
brook was laughing in the sunshine, and
murmuring joyously as it glided over the
stones@nd | felt strong temptation to
pop the piping part of the baby into it.
| am sure the clock cried mockingly, "Do
it j doitp But the thought of a coroners
jury restrained me; country jury of
Dutch Doors, with short pipes in their
mouths, and skulls two layers of brick
thick.
There was rooster upon the fence flap
ping his wings and growing like Trojan
- do believe ii was over my perplexity /,
the pigs were grunting in their sty, pull
ling each others ears for amusement, and
a COW was giving Rourishment to her calf
in distant field. Suddenly bright idea
struck me. l seized an old tobacco pipe
that had been slowed away upon the mantle
piece, and immersing the bulb in tumbler
of water, thrust the stem in the baby's
mouth, Baby was no genius l became
satisfied of that in minute. 1t is an at
tribute of genius to accomplish its desire
with imperfect instruments There was
no stoppage in the pipe; l tried it myself
/ was at my wits end, and laid the baby
on the floor, examining my fingers into my
ears, 1t was of no use. could not shut
out the sound 1t was like a thousand
Gear piercing pipes drilling me through
and through was rddled with screams
that touched like galvanic wires on every
nerve The clatter of three story cotton
mill, with hundred girls talking of new
bonnets through the din, was nothing to
it, All the locomotives in the Union,
into state of agony, would alone compare
with it. But mill and locomotive might
be stopped but baby could not be quieted,
even for moment. Anything but baby 5
lungs would have been wore out by such
an abuse of power-but their strength
only increased, seeming to require new
pipes at every blast
What would l not have given for the
sight of pettieoat bearing down to my
relief? Never did Robinson Crusoe, on
his desert island, gaze more longingly over
the ocean in search of sail than / did
down the road for bonnet and curls. l
could have smiled lovingly on the fattest
dowager that ever sweltered in the West
Indies, or the thinnest scrub that pays her
deyotions to the door-steps. But the
feminines, like other useful commodities,
had all vanished when most wanted. Even
the cat, accustomed to nursing as she was
even the cat, sensible creature, had dis
appeared.