Cleveland morning leader. [volume] (Cleveland [Ohio]) 1854-1865, 1858-11-27
MORNING LEADER.
Fem the Home Monthly for January.
CHARLIE land.

BY MRS. H. E. c. AREY.
There's a rowing, restless spirit,
In the mansion where l dwell:
/, who linger ever near it,
All its wOndrous charms can tell;
And if you should see and hear it,
You would love its music we'll
'Tis the child We cherish dearly,
Priced by all the household band,
And we call him baby Charlie
Rowing, restless Charlie Rand.
He from out his chamber, early
To the Growing cock replies,
Thrusts his fingers soft and pearly
Meath the lashes of mine eyes;
While | murmur, 80, my Charlie,
This is quite too soon to rise ;"
Then he Chambers down the bedside,
. With the trailing night gown on,
That was folded softly around him
Only fifteen months agone,
When his tiny form We welcomed
First to earth, one summer dawn
Then its length would only fold him
Nicely in his nurses hand:
But It's now, with all its shrinkings,
Quite too long for Charlie Rand.
Holds its far his shoulders Ger,
And, from out the nursery tOttling,
Strews with books the parlor floor;
While 1 call the balfroused nurse maid,
Martha, shut the dining door,"
Lest he climb the glass crowned side-board-
Thrust fork behind his ear
Tastes the fruit-upsets the silver
Laughs at all things quaint and queer,
Till sudden, mid cur browsing,
oy,I
He's a schemer near the side-board,
And he needs a careful hand;
For a restless, climbing mischief,
Is our darling Charlie Rand:
And he knows the box of cookies,
And he smells the peaches there,
And he watches all the day long
If the keys forget their care;
And he breaks the sauce-dish covers,
And he soils the napkins fair;
OF he wanders to the kitchen,
PLIERS bean pods from the store,
Strews the stove with silken corn husks,
Pushes back the pantry door,
Tastes the salt Jumps all for sugar,
Tries the syrup cOrks once more,
Tosses out the gravy dpper,
In the mustard thrusts his hand,
Gets his blue eyes filled with pepper
o, our darling Charlie Rand
Now he's round the corner gazing,
Where the vine the lattice drapes,
Head thrown back and hands uplifted,
Pleading for his share of grapes;
Clapping, kissing. coaxing, teazing,
Every pleading look he apes;
Down he sits-he sees me coming
On the leaf strewn walk, and sips
One by one their boarded sweetness
While lpress them to his lips,
Tossing OFF the emptied grape skins
From his fruit-stained finger tips.
Gone! The house turns out 20 seek him.
o, We'll seek through all the land,
But there's neer baby Charlie
Half so sweet as Charlie Rand.
STOPPING O'er the gay verbenas,
To his cheeks the flowers he'll press,-
Kneels to kiss the bright-eyed pansies,
Bends the pinks with fond caress.
Like bird, each flower he welcomes
With out-bursting joyousness;
Dancing, chattering through the garden,
Filled with gladness, Wanders he;
As each newborn beauty meets him,
Claps his hands and shouts with glee;
While thank the God whose goodness
Draped this earth so glOriOusly.
Scolds the thickens-calls the horses
Shouts when geese their wings expand
Whips the hedge worms-hates the spider
Shuns all bugs-does Charlie Rand.
Hides the cushions-mOuUts the aTm.chairs
For the mantleS tall boquets;
Climbs the tables-shakes the mirrors
Looks behind them in amaze
Till we are all grouped in wonder
At the baby's wondrous ways.
Now with glowing, red tomatoes
See his cambria dress defiled;
Now he rides the golden pumpkins,
Shouting out his rapture wild;
Now he's gone with stick and Ratchet,
Splitting kindling. Save the child.
Oh, his step is firm and noble,
And his smile both grave and bland,
And look of earnest manhood
Marks each glance Of Charlie Rand.
Makes a wash-cloth of my collar
Scrubs the carpets on his knees;
Hides my Arthur-steals my Cooley
Feeds the fashion plate with cheese;
Hugs the pictured dogs and kittens,
Tears the cuts that fail to please;
Gets the chess ,-spoils the work box
Trails the cottOn-s -spOOls for carts,
Still to show him books and pictures
Coaxes Us with various arts,
And with ceaseless wiles and mischief,
St ais his way to all our hearts.
Oh, we love, we love him dearly,
Wemay seek through all the land,
And not find baby Charlie
Half so sweet as Charlie Rand.