Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1858-07-08
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Mr.. Biifkins S Baby.


That first baby was great institution
AS soon as he came into this breathing
world as the late W. Shakespeare has il,
be took command in our house. Everything
was subservient to him. The baby was the
balance wheel that regulated everything -
He regulated the temperature, he regulated
the food, he regulated the servants, he reg
ulated me. For the first six months of that
precious existence, he had me up at least
six times night. 'Mr. Blifkins,, says my
wife, bring that light here, do; the baby
locks strangely; I'm SO afraid it will have a
fit!' OF course the lamp was brought, and
of course the baby lay sucking his ifs, like
little white bear, as he was. Mr.. Blif-
kins,' says my wife, Il think feel drt ught
of air; wish you would get up and see if
the window is not open a little, because
baby might get sick Nothing was the
matter with the window. as | knew very
well. 'Mr. Blifkins,' says my wife, just as
was going to sleep again, shat lamp, as
you have placed it, shines directly in baby's
eyes-strange that you have no more con-
sideration.' | arranged the light, and went
to bed again. Just as was dropping 10
sleep again, Mr.. Blfklns.' said my wife,
did you think to buy that broma to-day for
the baby! My GEAR said /, will you do
me the injustice to believe that | could
overlook matter so essential to the COM
fort of that inestimable childr' She apol-
ogized very handsomely, but she made her
,ha I hor and
without saying word more 20 her, | ad-
dressed myself to sleep. Mr.. Blfkins,' sai,i
my wife, shaking me, you must not sncre
SO; you will wake the baby Jest So
jest So said l, half asleep, thinking | was
Scion Shingle. 'Mr. Blifk u.s. said my wife,
'wil. you get up, and hand NE the warm
Cruel from the nurse lamp for babyl-the
dear chi ID. il it wasn't for his mother,
doa't know what he would do. How can
you sleep so, Mr.. Bl!fkinsr Il suspect, my
dear,' said |, 4nat II is because l am tired.
'On, lis very well FOR you men to talk of
being tired said my W iie; i don't know
what you would say if you had to toll and
drudge like poor woman with baby
tried to soothe her by telling her she had no
patience at all, and got up for the po-set.-
Having aided in answering the baby's re-
quirements, stepped into bed again, with
the hope of sleeping. Mr. Bhikins,' said
she, in louder key. | said nothing. oh,
dear.' said that estimable woman, in great
apparent anguish, show can a mar, who has
arrived at the honor of live baby of his
own, sleep. when he don't know that tie
dear creature will live till morning?' ] re-
manned silent, and, after a while, deemine
that Mrs BIifkins had gone to sleep,
stretched my limbs for repose How long
slept | don't know, but | was awakened
by furious Jab in the forehead by some
sharp instrument started up, and Mrs.
Blifkins was sitting up in the bed, adjusting
some portion OF the baby's dress. She had,
in state of seminomno ence, mistaken my
head ior the pillow, which she castomarily
used .or nocturnal pin-cushion. pro-
tested against such treatmen. in somewhat
round transporting to several perforaiions
in my foreh cad. She told me | should viii
lingly bear such trlhiug things for the sake
of the baby. insisted upen it that didn't
think my duty as parent to that young
immortal required the surrender of my FORE
mead for a pn-cushiop. This was one OF
many nights passed in this way. The truth
was, that baby was what every other mans
! first baby is, IN autocrat-absolute and un-
limited. Such was the story of Bllfkins, as
he related it to US the other day. 1t is /
little exaggerated picture of almost every
mans axnnrience -Nrk Ersrinn Gassile.